Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

“Yes and no.”

The voice said, “I believe you’ve seen it, too. All the civilizations that have the capability to find the ‘ancient relics’ and the courage to break into the ‘heavenly towers’ for the ‘ultimate test’ have all developed to the peak that a single universe can bear. They have passed the turning point of their prosperity and decline and embarked on the path of civilization’s decline and destruction.

“The hundreds of civilizations that flourished in the Pangu Universe all encountered bottlenecks in their development and hit the barrier of limited resources. As a result, they fell into a desperate situation where order failed and they killed each other.

“As long as the black wall was not broken, self-destruction wars such as the war between the Pangu Clan and the Nuwa Clan had been staged at the end of the development of almost a hundred civilizations. The top experts of the civilizations only took the risk of the ‘ultimate test’ when they had no other options.

“In other words, even if we don’t wipe out the civilizations, they will destroy us very soon, and their deaths will be even more miserable, humiliating, and desperate. “Therefore, we accelerated the self-destruction of the civilizations and tried to save precious space, time, and resources so that the next batch of civilizations, or new possibilities, could show up as soon as possible.

Along with the tranquil and calm voice, Li Yao received countless gorgeous and cruel pictures.

It was the final struggle and destruction of almost a hundred ancient civilizations in the vast universe.

The magnificent warships, the magnificent cities, the planets that had almost been hollowed, the defense system of the space rings that surrounded the planets, and the billions of experts who were shouting in the universe were all screaming and screaming in the flames of destruction and turning into dust without exception.

“It’s really… your doing!”

Li Yao tried his best to control himself, but he could not help but shout in fury, “Why did you do it? Why did you create so many brilliant civilizations and bind us all with an indestructible black wall? Why did you give us the hope of survival but erase it in the cruelest way? Was the ‘super-brained civilization’ that was full of wisdom right? This is not the place where the secret treasures of the primeval era are located at all, but the most terrifying trap? You… the Primeval Clan, which should’ve perished billions of years ago, are lurking here like zombies in fear of death, trying to survive by absorbing the hope, possibilities, and ‘luck’ of the new civilization?

“It was a very interesting speculation. It even pointed out part of the truth of the ‘cosmic ocean’. The ‘super-brain civilization’ that could expand the brain infinitely by combining the brain with the machines so that it could acquire extraordinary computational ability and wisdom was truly the wisest of the hundreds of civilizations and the one who was most likely to inherit our knowledge. It’s a pity that they failed to break through the last barrier.

The voice said calmly, “However, the ‘super-brain civilization’ was wrong after all. The ‘Primeval Race’ was destroyed billions of years ago. We never thought of rebirth, at least not literally. The reason is simple. Even if we are reborn in our original appearance, we are still no match for the enemy. The enemy will catch up to us again, defeat us, and swallow us. Then, what is the significance of rebirth?”

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“No. We do not intend to swallow the destiny of any civilization. It is what our enemies would do.

“What?”

Li Yao was dazed, not knowing what the sound meant.

However, on second thought, since they had come this far, if the Primeval Lord of Heaven was really struggling in the darkness in a certain unpredictable way, there was no need for them to pretend to be polite to Li Yao anymore. They could tear off their disguises and reveal their hideous faces, crushing and swallowing Li Yao’s soul.

It seemed that the voice could be trusted.

“Then, why did you create and destroy hundreds of civilizations?

Li Yao asked.

“From the birth of the primeval human beings on a blue planet named ‘Earth’ to our civilization overcoming countless disasters, conquering countless enemies, and eventually dominating the entire sea of the universe, it only took us a hundred million years to cover every corner of the multiverse. Along with the description of the voice, Li Yao saw the picture that the Supreme Emperor had once described to him—the planetary fortress that had been hollowed into a honeycomb and installed with a super-large power unit, the transparent four-dimensional shuttle that could cruise freely in the ripples of space, and the ancient human beings whose bodies were covered in complicated, glittering, unpredictable spiritual stripes.

Their civilization had reached an unbelievable height. They had grasped all kinds of formulas and rules about space and time. The chasm of thousands of lightyears was nothing but a small drainage canal in front of their eyes. They could upload and download their own consciousness into the dazzling ‘servers’ and ‘carriers’. Their bodies of flesh and blood stored and unlocked almost endless genes, and they could perform the ‘Three Heads Six Arms, Seventy-Two Transformations, and other almost legendary techniques. More importantly, Li Yao keenly grasped the one word spoken by the voice, ‘Earth’!

Li Yao was very sure that the ‘Earth’ that the voice mentioned was the hometown that he had been dreaming about, the unique Earth, and the ‘Earth’ that must be destroyed in the unfinished mission of the Vulture Plan!

Because other than the syllables, a lot of 3D pictures of Earth had been sent over, too. The original ‘Pangu Continent’ had been divided into ‘Five Continents and Four Oceans’, which were exactly the same as Li Yao remembered. It was impossible that the land of a second planet had evolved over billions of years and was so similar to Earth.

But—but what was going on exactly?

If a blue planet named ‘Earth’ did exist, and it was the hometown of ‘Primeval Civilization’, the first generation of the strongest civilization in the sea of the universe billions of years ago, then-then-then how did Earth become the core of the flood, and how was Li Yao born on such a planet?

Were there two Earths in total?

One was ‘True Earth’, the home of the ancient human beings billions of years ago. The other one was ‘Virtual Earth’, a digital version of the previous Earth or some other messy version that had been created by the tides as its core.

Why did the Flood Tide do that? What was the relationship between the Flood Tide and the Primeval Lord of Heaven?

On second thought, the Flood Tide must’ve been closely related to the Primeval Clan.

The reason was simple. In Li Yao’s dream, the people living on Earth, the center of the tide, were all human beings. The appearances of the human beings were exactly the same as those of the so-called ‘original ancestors—the makers of the black wall—the Primeval Clan’. It could not be a coincidence.

Li Yao was greatly shocked, but he bit another one with one of his soul waves and listened to the other one patiently.

“It’s a pity that, no matter how brilliant a civilization is, there is a limit to its development. We have finally met an invincible enemy. The entire civilization has been destroyed. The survivors are fleeing in the sea of stars like stray dogs.

The theory of the voice was identical to the Supreme Emperor’s genetic memory. It was very credible. But what was odd was that, when the ‘enemy’ was mentioned, the voice was completely different from the way it transmitted a lot of information just now. It was somewhat vague. All the pictures about the enemy were covered in thick black fog.

“Who are your enemies exactly? Are they the so-called ‘flood tides? What do they look like?

Li Yao raised his voice. “Even if they are the legendary energy life-forms or the four-dimensional life-forms, they should still have the projections and carriers of the three-dimensional universe, shouldn’t they? Why can’t they show me what the enemy looks like?”

The question cast the voice into a long silence.

“The survivors of the Primeval Clan sailed their broken starships through the gaps of the four-dimensional space and even hid themselves in the wrinkles of time. After countless hours and resources, they finally found the most remote and lackluster place in the universe where they could live. The voice avoided Li Yao’s questions. Then, it changed the topic and continued. “In the long escape, in order to save as many resources as possible and to pass through the space gaps and the folds of time that normal life could not survive, all the Primeval Lords abandoned their lives and preserved their civilization in the form of a ‘gene pool’. All our secrets and wealth, all the glory of the ancient human beings, are hidden in the deepest part of the gene strands!

As his voice fluctuated with emotions, a cruel and sad scene appeared in front of Li Yao’s eyes again.

Inside the engine compartment of a crystal warship, countless ancient human beings with flowing stripes all over their bodies were lined up. After collecting their hair, skin, and blood with special magical equipment, they jumped into the engine furnace and turned their life and soul into fuel to accelerate the starship through time and space!

There was not much expression on the faces of all the ancient human beings. Even the old, the weak, the women, and the children were peaceful and relieved. Perhaps, on their billions of years of escape from the enemy, all their pride and hope had been worn away. They could not wait to get the final peace and relief.

Just like that, they jumped into the engine furnace one by one, until the last one turned into raging flames. The entire warship turned empty and dead silent. The only things left were the delicate puppets that looked like spiders and octopuses. They stored their genes carefully and drove the empty starship forward.

Li Yao had nothing to say.

He did not expect that the ancient human beings would be so cruel and resolute.

No wonder he could resist the tide for billions of years and escape from it temporarily.

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Long time no see, Fourth Update. The Old Bull King has returned! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!