I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

One day in the sky and one year in the earth.

This is the most intuitive expression of the difference in time flow rate among mortal beings.

Absolute time and space is formed by the intersection of time and space in the endless heavens. Countless time and space are intertwined and overlapped, forming a terrifying time collapse effect.

Therefore, the time flow rate of absolute space-time is more than ten thousand times slower than that of the interior of the heavens, and the Gray Silence Land is a clear example of this.

The gestation of a wonderful forbidden realm has incorporated a large amount of vortex power, and the collapse of time has become more obvious. The passage of time has slowed down tens of thousands of times based on the former.

It took Bai Donglin several years to destroy the Black Disaster Research Institute in the Forbidden Realm. After that, he fell into Dr. Chen's experimental base, chasing phantoms in the white mist, and reading experimental data. These two things seemed to only take a moment due to perceptual confusion, but in fact they took nearly a thousand years.

A rough estimate shows that since Bai Donglin left the Perfect Heavens, more than 100 billion years have passed in the Endless Heavens.

After such a long time, he and I have grown up.

Above the dark red ancient city, Bai Donglin's eyes were bright, looking into nothingness. He sat cross-legged as if there was no one else around, pointing to the sky with one hand and touching the ground with the other. His vast will vibrated inside and outside time and space, and his indifferent voice resounded in the hearts and minds of all races and the creatures of the Black Catastrophe. between.

"God descends!!"

"The devil is coming——"

The God of Pregnancy casts a demon, and his avatar is the endless gods and demons under his command!

With the help of the "observer's will", the mind instantly spans the boundless time and space, disrupts time, and is connected to the clones of others and myself throughout the endless heavens.

At the moment when thoughts intersect, countless clones of him and me are stagnant, no matter where they are, no matter what time point they are in now or in the past, whether they are in seclusion, reselling resources, or fighting with the enemy, exploring Secret realm...

"My lord! My lord!!"

"I need our power!"

"The highest order is to stop everything you are doing and respond immediately!"

"Destroy!"

"Destroy——"

Bai Donglin's existence is the most fundamental and shining base point of resurrection. A horrifying number of clones of himself and others have simultaneously entered death and entered the observer state. With the power of immortality, they have anchored the coordinates of the Gray Land. Coming back to life.

What a lonely place?

What gate of eternity, the head of Tai'a! ?

In the face of immortality, everything is like a bubble, and the unbreakable barrier is useless. The clones of him and me simply ignore it all and arrive in an instant.

Boom!

Click——

The sudden appearance of the strong man's aura was countless. The convergence of endless wills caused a change in the sky. Dark thunder clouds spread like ink, and colorful thunder dragons rolled and roared among them.

“What, what is this!!?”

With the blessing of the Dark Red Ancient City, the Lord of Death and Darkness relied on the great power of the Tribulation of All Races to perceive all corners of the Gray Silence Land at all times. He was the first among many beings other than Bai Donglin to see those Countless figures appeared out of thin air.

He was shocked that the strange way in which these figures appeared actually eluded his perception, and with the various magical properties brought to him by the other shore, he could instinctively detect the strangeness of these existences immediately.

Their aura seems to be vaguely similar to that of the monster...

"What did you do again?!"

The Lord of Death and Darkness looked at Bai Donglin who was getting up slowly, feeling a little frightened for no reason. He couldn't see through or understand this monster at all.

Time and time again, breaking his cognition.

"What did you do? Haha, didn't you want to bully the minority and threaten me with the lives of all races?"

"How? Keep on being arrogant!!"

Bai Donglin's eyes were playful,

With a condescending attitude, he stared coldly at the weeping eyes.

Cang Wu on the side, looking at the stalwart figures standing everywhere in the world, was dumbfounded. His eyes were in a trance, thinking that he was in an illusion.

On the ground below, the battlefield that was still being fought fiercely just a moment ago has fallen into absolute silence. All the creatures and black disaster monsters are frozen in place. The passionate mood of dying seems to have been poured with cold water. Chill spreads throughout the body.

They couldn't help but stop, and they couldn't suppress the raging chill in their hearts, because in just an instant, they were surrounded by densely packed figures that could not be seen.

The strong and complex aura and the indifferent gaze full of scrutiny made people involuntarily quiet down. They did not dare to make any rash moves until they understood the situation clearly.

"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! Although they only have the aura of the eleventh realm, this amount..."

The Lord of Death's Darkness scanned the world with his scarlet eyes. He would rather have fallen into an illusion than believe what he saw in front of him.

Yes, quantity!

Bai Donglin secretly sighed in his heart. This was indeed an unimaginably huge number. Even he, as the creator, couldn't help but be a little stunned, let alone others who knew nothing about it.

During the time he entered the Land of Gray Silence, he did not take the time to cast the Demon God, but when he left, his clone and I had already developed to the twentieth generation.

Excluding the first generation of others who transformed into the heavens, the number of remaining clones of him and me is about 129,600????.

One dollar to the nineteenth power!

"Hmph! Don't tell me, these aren't all your clones, are they!?"

The Lord of Death and Darkness had a gloomy look. The reason why he asked this question was that he could vaguely see the shadow of Bai Donglin in the huge number of existences. This was not due to the distinction between breath and existence forms, but the intuition of the other side.

"Ha, you big eye bubble, your eyesight is really good, congratulations, you guessed it right!"

Bai Donglin stroked his hands gently, and "praised" the Lord of Death and Darkness in an exaggerated tone.

"Ahem! Are you kidding me? Do you think I'm a fool?!"

The Lord of Death and Darkness cursed, feeling that his wisdom had been insulted unprecedentedly. Although he didn't know what Bai Donglin had done, it was definitely not his own clone.

His own clone is essentially the evolution of the "other self" split in the self consciousness. The process of splitting the "other self" is an extremely difficult thing for all living beings.

I have never heard of or thought that there would be an existence that could breed so many other self clones, even if it was a transcendent, which has already involved some iron laws about the self consciousness.

The ego consciousness is the root of life. Every time a self is split, it seems to cut off a strand of essence from the consciousness, and it is an irreversible damage.

The split of "he" cannot be reversed. If it exceeds the limit of endurance, the consciousness may collapse at any time.

Bai Donglin shook his head and laughed. He had some understanding of the Lord of Death and Darkness's defense. After all, even he himself did not know what wonderful changes had taken place in the self consciousness that had merged with the seven-color divine light.

In short, the self that can be split infinitely has violated the underlying logic of the ego consciousness.

"If you say it is, then it is."

Bai Donglin spread his hands and was too lazy to say more. This is one of his trump cards. How could he explain it to the enemy? Only villains would do such a brainless thing.

"Hmph! I admit that your move is indeed very intimidating, but with only these eleven realms, no matter how many there are, how can they resist the calamity of all races?"

"Below the other shore, everyone is an ant, the number is meaningless."

The Lord of Death and Darkness returned to indifference, took a deep look at Bai Donglin, and no longer guessed the footsteps of the countless figures below. With a thought, he drove the Dark Red Ancient City and many Black Disaster Powers to continue to advance towards the Gate of Eternity.

Bai Donglin was silent after hearing this. It was hard to imagine that in the past 100 billion years, many of his and my clones have successively entered the eleven realms, but it is shameful that not even one has stepped onto the other shore.

Logically speaking, his and my clones have synchronized the cultivation experience of the original body, coupled with extremely high talent essence, and the supply of endless resources. With such a huge base, there should not be even one existence that has stepped onto the other shore.

In fact, normally, it is not that easy for a cultivator to step into the other shore. A mere 100 billion years is nothing. Anyone who reaches the eternal other shore has gone through a long period of practice and tempering that needs to be calculated in the time unit of the Great Evolution Era.

The reason why Bai Donglin had this idea was because he brought himself into his clone. After all, they were from the same source, so no matter how you look at it, they can't be so much weaker than him, right?

"The self-consciousness of his clone is all transformed by the 'other self' that I split off. Although it is an independent creature in unity, compared with the creatures who are born with complete consciousness, this is more or less a defect."

It is difficult to break through the consciousness, and the will cannot enter the eighth realm of creating something out of nothing. This is the root cause of his clone's difficulty in entering the other shore. They need to go through a thorough sublimation and transformation.

Although Bai Donglin was a little dissatisfied with this, he was not too worried, because from the point of view that his clone can summon the future body of the other shore, in the future time and space, his clone can still step into the other shore, but the time may be longer.

Roar, roar, roar!

Kill! Kill --

While Bai Donglin was thinking, the Lord of Death and Darkness had already issued an order. The Black Disaster Warrior, who was frozen in place, instantly became murderous and continued to rush forward.

"Haha, you little bastard, you underestimate me too much."

Bai Donglin narrowed his eyes slightly, his brows were like transparent glass, and colorful light flashed. A wisp of invisible and transparent consciousness thread shot out and sank into the long river of time and space.

At the same time, countless clones of him and me, as if guided, extended their consciousness threads into time and space at the same time.

Buzz!

Time and space trembled silently, and a terrifying number of consciousness threads crossed the void and converged into Bai Donglin's consciousness threads, and all the streams flowed into the sea, interweaving and merging into one.

The long rivers of time and space in different areas have different degrees of toughness due to their essential differences in height.

In an ordinary world, time and space are extremely weak, and the strong can manipulate them at will, completely penetrate the past, present and future, and even the real body of the future can descend directly.

The long river of time and space in the heavens is tougher than ever. The past can be changed, but the future is unpredictable and difficult to touch.

As for the "absolute time and space" interwoven and overlapped by the endless long river of time and space, its strength and toughness are beyond imagination, and it becomes more difficult to peek into the future.

The gray and silent land is the low-lying area of ​​absolute time and space, and the long river is even more stagnant and difficult. Not to mention touching the future, even the boundary wall between reality and the future is difficult to break.

Therefore, Bai Donglin will personally go out, gather the consciousness of all his and my clones, and break the boundary of the future with one blow.

"Break!!"

Bai Donglin's eyes are bright, with seven colors lingering in the depths of his pupils, and he shouts in a concentrated voice.

Kacha--

The boundaries of the future were broken, and the threads of consciousness passed through the light and deep, and entered the foggy future time and space.

Under the perception of vision, there are endless figures sitting cross-legged in the mist, rising and falling, receiving the call of the world, they all opened their indifferent eyes.

"Infinite! The future? I am truly invincible!"