Chapter 1202: Layout

Chapter 1203: Natural Disaster Erupts, Sage's Fury

Author: Three Hundred Pounds of SmileCategory:Last Updated: 2020/08/04Word Count for This Chapter: 5202 words

Decades passed outside the chaotic heavens within high-dimensional spacetime, yet it seemed as if nothing had happened.

Unlike the civilizations Xu Zhi had previously deduced, this place was too stable and mature. Even tens of thousands of years might not bring about dramatic epochal changes or the rolling forward of the epic wheel, let alone mere decades or centuries.

But was that truly the case?

Undercurrents stirred everywhere. The era was rapidly changing with the arrival of a certain ascended butterfly, and a stagnant pool began to secretly boil.

In recent days, the second Grand Dao Fishery opened, surprising all existing beings.

"There's another Grand Dao Fishery?"

"Yes, speaking of which, that dojo has been situated on that land for some time, its appearance even coinciding with the previous fishery."

"And now it has opened too?"

"Does this mean there are two landmasses washed up by the torrents from the depths of the Chaos Sea?"

Nevertheless, they still went.

They discovered that although this land lacked the submerged cave dwelling, it held many mysteries.

In particular, some ancient inscriptions, which astonishingly recorded the initial creation of the universe, left them utterly stunned.

"Is this a cosmic creation diagram?"

"This?!"

"Wait, this isn't quite like our universe."

"A prehistoric... universe?"

Even the Grand Dao Saints were incredibly astonished, even more so than by anything they had encountered before.

Because no matter how powerful the bloodlines they had seen before, they were still just bloodlines. But the ancient inscriptions revealed here could be the rule diagrams of another universe...

And where did another universe come from?

It must have originated from yet another prehistoric universe!

They hadn't imagined that the Sculpture Art Civilization was so terrifying, its prosperity almost unfathomable. Not only did it share the lifespan of heaven and grant immortality, but it could also access another prehistoric era?

"Our universe is a bloodline universe, but what about this one?"

"It doesn't cultivate bloodlines; it's quite peculiar."

"Alas, what a pity, these are just fragments. They've opened our eyes, but if only we could see more..." Several great Saints, incredibly excited and fervent, were devout seekers of the Dao.

With a rush.

Inside the dojo, countless beings approached the fishing spots.

"It seems history is about to be affected." From above, Renimansga softly said, "I seem to see this land of Saints subtly shifting."

"Hmph, mere country bumpkins," Little Shiji said earnestly, hugging her father's shoulder. "They haven't even begun to comprehend the Creator God."

A Crea... Creator God?

The Nine-Headed Ancient Mother was utterly stunned!

Moreover, the Grand Dao diagram also greatly shocked her. What a rare and precious item it was, originating from another universe, symbolizing unimaginable secrets behind the scenes—and the other party had simply taken it out?

She immediately dared not speak.

Renimansga, however, looked down at the distance and said, "This land is about to experience a great catastrophe, one that will even enrage the Saints. Should we simply stay hidden in the dojo and ignore it?"

"What's going to happen?" Medusa asked curiously.

Xu Zhi shook his head, thinking to himself, "Those idiots, how strong do they think they are? They're audacious enough to target Saints! They've got a death wish. If they were dealing with me, I'd swat them dead with a single slap... But since it's in someone else's hands, it's none of my business. Anyway, if the sky falls, someone else will hold it up; I'll just quietly watch."

Another ten years passed, and the two Grand Dao land fisheries remained incredibly prosperous, with countless beings still fishing.

After twenty years had passed.

The number of ancient artifacts in the entire fishery seemed to be decreasing, though not significantly.

They were surprised to find that the ocean current from the Chaos Sea had been continuous, washing up ancient currents that had been flowing for an unknown duration from deep within a certain sea region.

"Observations show that this ocean current, which began in the cold season, will persist for at least another ten thousand years!"

"This means that for the next ten thousand years, ancient artifacts will continue to be washed ashore?"

The fisheries remained prosperous.

However, many beings noticed some anomalies.

Since the appearance of this ancient ruin, many beings had engaged in killing to seize treasures, but now the battles had become increasingly frequent and bloody, with even stranger occurrences surfacing.

Powerful individuals in some cities gradually grew strange, their skin deathly pale, their demeanor somewhat rigid, like string puppets or zombies, inspiring a chilling sense of dread.

All sorts of strange rumors also began to surface.

"I discovered something terrifying: Su Yuan, a renowned powerful figure from Sufeng City, was recently ambushed and killed in a battle – I happened to be hiding nearby – yet I later saw him reappear, alive and well."

"Shhh! If we're talking about strange things, I've seen something even weirder. Have you seen the sect master of the Mingyuan Sect? That old man actually split into countless particles and then reassembled himself... This is too demonic; no flesh-and-blood being could do that. He definitely has a problem!"

"He's possessed, secretly replaced by some unknown evil entity!"

Rumors spread rapidly and were rampant, but soon, within less than a decade,

These rumors gradually faded away, as those who spread them slowly began to resemble the affected individuals, a strange curve appearing at the corners of their mouths.

Moreover, the conversations of most interacting Eighth-tier God-level powerhouses gradually became incomprehensible to some mid-to-high-level Dao-achievers.

They had seemingly digitized aspects of reality:

"Ugh, this afternoon we went hunting in that Level 87 zone, and I just died there seven times!"

"It's really hard to conquer. After all, over the years, countless demonic beasts have proliferated across the chaotic land, making many areas perilous."

"By the way, what level have you cultivated your Quantum Fluctuation Fist to?"

"I need to earn money; otherwise, we won't have enough for dungeon entries or fishery passes."

"Oh, and what's your fishing level?"

"My life skill? My life skill is 'Angler,' and I'm already at Level 3. It's tough to level up; it all costs money, and the chances of catching good items aren't high."

Some Dao-achievers were completely covered in goosebumps.

It wasn't until they secretly followed a group into the wilderness to hunt, witnessed them perish under a God-level ferocious beast, and then saw them reappear in the city just a few days later, that goosebumps truly erupted all over them, their pupils dilating. "What on earth is this, what on earth?!"

Finally, they realized they had to report to the Saints.

A Saint within the dojo, upon hearing this, was slightly astonished. "A variable? I couldn't even deduce this; it's as if nothing out of the ordinary has happened."

He personally descended and instantly crushed a city's God-level being, watching him dissipate into countless particles in the air before finally perishing.

"What kind of creatures are these?" The Saint's pupils contracted. "The cities outside our dojo have actually all turned into this ghastly state? Moreover, even though I clearly felt I had killed them, there's still a lingering sensation of life..."

Beings that even Saints couldn't kill...

The Saint stood on the street, observing his surroundings, while the God-level passersby nearby all turned to him, their faces twisting into eerie, sinister smiles.

They then committed suicide, exploding into countless cloud-like particles that filled the sky.

Even as they embraced death, their mouths curved upwards, and their faces revealed a sense of redeemed contentment, a truly terrifying and unfathomable expression.

They lightly parted their lips...

Just as the Saint's expression grew solemn, expecting them to utter chilling words in a ritual to convey messages to an evil god, he heard:

"Play the game, respawn indefinitely. The latest version of 'The Burning Legion's Expedition' is now live and in full swing."

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