Chapter 795 Even the Great Way Needs Bug Fixes (12,000 Words, Seeking Monthly Tickets!)

From a cosmic perspective, let alone planets or stars, even something as vast as the entire Milky Way galaxy, with its hundreds of billions of stars, is essentially nothing more than a speck of dust, far smaller than a grain of sand.

Even the Ten Heavens Divine Lineage, the supreme power claiming to control ninety-five percent of the observable universe's cultivation resources, would, if their entire territory were compressed into a single sphere, amount to nothing more than a large clump of mud.

In the empty, vast, and boundless vacuum of space, matter is too sparse, and life is even more of a miracle.

But even if life is born, what then?

It merely adds a few more prisoners to the dark and lonely prison that is the universe, prisoners who are difficult to transcend and even more difficult to awaken.

Amidst the endless stars, the clear firmament, and the shimmering galaxies, there always exists a region of silence and darkness, where only a dim halo lingers, like an aurora borealis drifting through the void, emitting an ethereal yet faint glow.

Distorted spacetime, the intersection of the real universe and the subspace, and the Divine Calamity Mists, reflections of the personal spiritual light formed after the fall of countless gods—a long-dead universe, ruins of spacetime, and an environment like a burial ground—constitute the most magnificent, the most complex, and seemingly all-encompassing yet incredibly illusory scenery in this vacuum.

Its name is the 'Myriad Manifestations Burial Ground', an abandoned battlefield discarded after the Epochal Cataclysm, and also the tomb of all the beings in the previous Epoch.

Here, the intricate spacetime structure and the lingering thoughts of fallen powerhouses have created one illusory secret realm after another, encompassing all things and defying prediction, even for those with the wildest imaginations, because it is a scene of madness that can only be created by the intermingling of the delusions of the dead.

Within it, unspeakable divine abominations breed, monsters materialize from illusions, resurrected divine corpses roam, and civilizations of unknown origin naturally emerge, leaving one to wonder whether these are the fantasies of departed gods or genuinely existing life.

However, at its core, the essence of it all is quite simple.

It is a prison.

A prison to confine the 'monsters'.

—I can leave this place, escape the cage, and journey to the void beyond the universe.

—I can shatter the shackles and wander through myriad realms, surveying the heavens.

—I can, I could have done so long ago.

—But I still refuse to leave this place.

[Because beyond the universe lies merely another prison, no different from an illusion.]

[I would rather remain in my homeland, acting as my own jailer, than waste time meaninglessly traveling to another prison.]

The World of Genesis—Myriad Manifestations Burial Ground.

From an external perspective, the Myriad Manifestations Burial Ground is truly unremarkable, merely a twisted spacetime filled with luminous light. Such spacetime structures, influenced by the wars of powerhouses, are commonplace in the World of Genesis.

However, anyone who intends to delve deep into the 'buried earth' will realize why this star region, located at the edge of the universe, is one of the Four Forbidden Zones.

Dream of the Deceased, Divine Calamity Mists, Burial Ground of All Beings—these terms are neither overly complex nor overly simple.

Their essence is the amalgamation of the lingering thoughts and spiritual fragments of countless deceased beings, with the nearly eternally sealed and indestructible remnants of the divine souls of the most powerful gods as their core, influencing the structure of the real universe and the subspace, forming a nearly 'maze-like' secret realm spacetime.

If only a single god had fallen, then no matter how dangerous this secret realm might be, it could still be conquered.

Those who solve it can even reclaim the many divine abilities and techniques possessed by the god within, as well as some of the divine artifacts and weapons he left behind, or even his fundamental inheritance.

In other words, this is actually a good thing, a method for the fallen god to revive. As long as someone can comprehend the god's inheritance within, then that god can once again be resurrected.

The problem is, if the Dream of the Deceased of a thousand gods is entangled together, can anyone truly unravel this infinitely complex secret realm spacetime?

If resurrected, would they still be the original gods?

And the number of dead gods… what if it were ten thousand?

What if it were a hundred thousand?

What if it were nearly all the gods of the past hundred thousand years, several thousand Creation Machine Gods, several Dao Harmonization experts, over eighty percent of the intelligent life in the entire observable universe, plus the lingering thoughts of an entire universe's will all piled together…

What kind of distortion would this twisted Divine Calamity Mist, this Dream of the Deceased, create?

And what kind of monsters would be born from this distortion?

Lincorda, the Incessant Jailer, does not know the answer to this question.

Because He is merely a jailer.

A Dao Harmonization expert who never interferes, who rarely does anything, and whose actions, aside from some inexplicable gestures, cannot be understood even by other Dao Harmonization experts.

One who guards the entrance and exit of the Myriad Manifestations Burial Ground, who, although seemingly dutiful, always releases large numbers of ferocious demons from time to time, sending them to various times and spaces throughout the universe, causing endless destruction—a truly 'atrocious jailer'.

On a dead, completely darkened black dwarf star, a figure sits on the flat surface of the celestial body, gazing at the endless illusions around.

Although they include thriving empires, prosperous civilizations, beautiful songs, rare treasures, and luxurious delicacies… all of this is but a dream.

Of course, do dreams and reality truly matter? Dao Harmonization experts can correct the universe's truth with their own will. If they wish, even a virtual dream of the gods can be materialized into reality, pulling out those treasures and civilizations that lack any logical support.

But this still cannot eliminate the aura contained within these dreams… oppressive, cold, somber, deathly, filled with the ominousness of decay and destruction.

And they do not even need Dao Harmonization experts to extract and manifest them—they can break free from the dream, break free from the secret realm, turn falsehood into truth, turn illusion into reality, creating themselves.

Therefore, they need guarding.

They need a jailer.

A plain finger points out, towards an especially twisted point in the distorted starry sky—there lies a massive, martial fleet. This fleet spans the cosmic void, its mass exceeding that of seven or eight planetary systems. A gigantic, star-level super-battleship suppresses the center of the military formation, vaguely forming a flawless giant array of three layers, rotating eternally.

Such a military force is definitely considered magnificent in the World of Genesis, and is elite enough to be considered among the Ten Heavens Divine Lineage.

And their purpose is simple: to gather the power of the entire civilization, break through the barrier of illusion, and transform themselves from the Myriad Manifestations Burial Ground into reality.

However, as a finger sweeps across, all the illusory phenomena in the field of view are wiped away as if by an eraser, turning completely blank.

The mighty and martial cosmic fleet naturally dissipates like a punctured bubble, and it is no longer possible for them to conduct their experiments intended to break through their environment.

And not only that.

If there were Machine God Realm powerhouses present… then, with their god-level dynamic vision, they would discover that as this finger sweeps across, all the 'force' in the erased starry sky disappears.

It has become nothingness.

Supreme Divine Ability of the Myriad Manifestations Burial Ground… [Hand of Silent Return].

Quite some time passes before that spacetime returns to its original state.

The owner of the arm retracts His hand and continues to gaze at the starry sky.

[Lincorda, the Incessant Jailer].

One of the most ancient Dao Harmonization experts, the only one who has truly and thoroughly killed another Dao Harmonization expert, the Dao Harmonization expert with the deepest schemes, the source of many of the universe's darknesses…

These are all labels given by others.

From a first impression, this Dao Harmonization expert's human form is merely an ordinary male human. Whether in stature, appearance, or temperament, He is no different from the most typical ordinary person in a crowd. If one had to say anything, it would be that He looks like a generic NPC from some game.

But what ordinary person can gaze at the starry sky on a black dwarf star, staring at the buried earth that would drive even ordinary Evil Gods mad, without suffering any backlash?

The universe is very quiet.

Of course, that is only here. In the normal spacetime of the outside world, the entire vacuum is filled with all sorts of electromagnetic waves, from the various signals inadvertently released by primitive civilizations to the interstellar advertisements deliberately circulated by advanced civilizations. Even the subspace is filled with hyperspace signals, filling the seemingly incredibly quiet void completely, making it incredibly noisy.

But around the Myriad Manifestations Burial Ground, everything is silent.

Because those noisy, lively places and people fear this place, avoiding it from afar, even actively silencing themselves, afraid to make the slightest sound.

[Meaningless.] The Dao Harmonization expert of the Myriad Manifestations Burial Ground sighs softly, and it is unknown whether He is speaking to the illusory fleet from before, or muttering to Himself: [Why waste effort?]

Can silence delay destruction? Can not making a sound prevent being discovered?

Why take these meaningless actions, instead of choosing to face this cruel universe like normal people, and then face all this nothingness, and then laugh?

Sometimes, Lincorda wants to leave the Myriad Manifestations Burial Ground and travel through the scenery of the myriad worlds in the endless multiverse void that other Dao Harmonization experts have described.

For any path-seeking powerhouse, this is a necessary thing. If one cannot break through in their own mother world, then it is natural to go to the outside world to obtain more resources, to serve as the foundation for advancing into the torrent of power.

Not only the two in the Vortex of Conflict, but as far as He knows, all Dao Harmonization experts traveled to the outer universe void, to many worlds, for periods of time, long or short, after the First End-of-Epoch Disaster… The shortest of their exploration times was quite long, and there were even situations where all the Dao Harmonization experts in the Ten Heavens Divine Lineage left the World of Genesis and traveled to the outer universe void.

In fact, that was the truth behind the truce in the First Divine Lineage War—the strongest of all Divine Lineages had left this world, and the supreme commanders and mentors had all departed. What was there to continue fighting for?

But they all eventually returned, carrying the inheritances and losses of the outside world.

Powerhouses of the Torrent Realm are rare in the multiverse. At least, they do not exist around the World of Genesis, or these Dao Harmonization experts cannot find them.

They did not find a way to advance further, nor did they see any scenery that surpassed their imagination, anything beyond their expectations.

In that case, what difference is there between those foreign worlds and the illusions in the Myriad Manifestations Burial Ground?

For Dao Harmonization experts, there is really no difference.

The otherworlds in the void, the dreams in the Divine Corpses, their entire World of Genesis Great Universe, and the entire Myriad Manifestations Burial Ground… even the entire Multiverse.

What is the essential difference between them?

[Primeval Torch Dragon… Ha, the fellow who defeated Estordir's junior, right? A powerhouse who sealed a universe… To take revenge, have you chased after us to the World of Genesis?]

Seeming to be tired of the scenery before Him, Lincorda turns His head, sensing the information sent by those juniors: [But what is the point of this… Let Him kill if He wants to kill, let Him harmonize with the Dao if He wants to harmonize with the Dao. He can do whatever He wants.]

[Don't care about my thoughts, and I won't care about your thoughts… Since you have all become real from illusions, having served your sentences and been released from prison… then enjoy your freedom. How could I possibly restrain your actions?]

--After all, this universe is My prison, and you are all My fellow inmates. What right do I have to govern you?

--In the end, we are still in a prison.

--Living in this so-called World of Genesis is no more real than the beings in the dreams left behind by those dead gods in the Burial Ground.

Feeling that His soul is gradually growing cold, gradually returning to deathly silence, the ordinary human form slowly lies down on the black dwarf star.

The Incessant Jailer gazes at the starry sky, those boring scenes He has watched for millions of years, but He never closes His eyes.

He is waiting for something, but He can never truly calm down.

Yes… He clearly only needs to close His eyes, clearly only needs to stop thinking, clearly only needs to immerse Himself in complete 'waiting', to reach the pinnacle of the [Emptiness-Seeking Aspect], and all external disturbances, all karma, all worries and sorrows will be reduced to nothingness in meditation.

But He is always unwilling.

However, just as this Dao Harmonization expert is about to 'enter emptiness' and cultivate the Emptiness-Seeking Aspect…

He suddenly turns His head and looks to one side of the universe.

Although it is very weak, very weak… it is indeed a shallow 'truth' fluctuation originating from the universe itself.

An irresistible… 'Dao Harmonization' aura.

[Actually…]

Muttering softly, Lincorda's gaze gradually becomes clearer.

This feeling is like an infinitely large spider web, with a drop of rainwater falling at a distant end. This raindrop vibrates a strand of silk, and the slight fluctuation transmits to the other end of the spider web, leaving only a near-nonexistent tremor.

But, in the end, it is also a fluctuation.

A fluctuation that shakes the universe.

Really? It has actually begun? The information previously returned from the sealed universe said that He was merely at the peak of the Creation Machine God Realm… and even after arriving in the World of Genesis, He had only just begun Dao Harmonization.

And now, He can vibrate the strings of the Great Way… and send out His own voice to the entire universe?

The Incessant Jailer gazes at the other end of the universe. He sees it.

He sees a figure. Although not as dazzling as Them, He is an extremely bright star, with the potential to stand on equal footing with Them, or even surpass Them.

If the 'emptiness' of the Emptiness-Seeking Aspect refers to not affecting all things, and all things not affecting oneself, then the existence of that figure is absolute 'existence'.

Countless beings, countless worlds, countless civilizations, countless Great Ways, all seem to be related to Him, all seem to be placed upon Him. That thick karma, merit, vows, and curses all constitute the most powerful 'momentum'.

This 'momentum' is not heavy, or rather, it was definitely extremely heavy at first, but now it has become an assistance, constantly pushing that voice forward, upward, pushing Him to constantly achieve a higher realm.

Because His actions are for the sake of all beings; His correct principles are established for the sake of all beings; His thoughts and ideas are all closely related to all beings.

Everyone believes that the path He walks is the correct direction.

Therefore, He is 'invincible wherever He goes'.

However, just as the Incessant Jailer wants to carefully observe what this Primeval Torch Dragon, who has brought Him a wonderful 'novel' feeling, is doing, He suddenly widens His eyes.

[He is… eating planets?]

[No, that's not right… He is relocating planets!]

Seeing the actions of the Primeval Torch Dragon at the other end of the universe, even Lincorda, who is as empty as the Incessant Jailer, cannot help but make a sound with complex emotions: [This, this fellow… is devouring the mass of the World of Genesis, and entering His own small world?]

[This Primeval Torch Dragon is secretly lining His own pockets with the resources of the World of Genesis?!]

If Su Zhou could hear the accusations of this Incessant Jailer, He would definitely solemnly point out the details of His words.

--Lining His own pockets? Of course not!

He is openly robbing!

Moreover, He is robbing for the sake of all life in the World of Genesis!

Not long ago, Su Zhou was in the unclaimed star regions of the World of Genesis, selecting suitable planets as raw materials to fill and expand His personal space.

It may sound like a convenient task to simply choose a rocky planet, modify it slightly, and then directly use it, but in reality, it is not so simple.

Shaping a world is not an easy task.

Especially when it comes to taking care of a powerful ecosystem that should theoretically be compatible with all evolved creatures, the selection of raw materials must be done with the utmost care.

Flying past one star after another, observing every planet He passes by in continuous warp jumps, Su Zhou scans the data of each planet into His mind, calculating their value and usefulness.

"No, how come this planet is all silicate rock, without a single mineral vein? Oh, it's already been mined, never mind then."

"There is already life inside the crust, can't use it."

"Wow, what's up with this planet? Although the mass is quite good, why is there a spiritual power message on it… 'This planet has been reserved by the Exhaustive Dao, as a forward base world for exploring the distant starry sky in the future…'."

"Well, I'm not unreasonable after all, exploring the distant is worth encouraging, I don't want this planet either."

Although, for planets, ecosystems and the myriad beings within ecosystems are nothing more than moss and microorganisms in moss, it is true that a planet does not need to be completely created before many creatures can breed—things are not that troublesome, a single ecosystem is entirely sufficient.

But that is not to say that a crust can be created at random and a civilization can be cultivated.

Above the crust, there must be an environment suitable for the survival of organic matter, the possibility of soil formation, and many unique mineral veins to support the continuous advancement of many evolved life forms—to say nothing else, if Su Zhou really created a continent with only silicate rocks and put it into His personal space, although it might not be possible to form a system of earth elemental life, there would definitely be no steel elements, iron elements, or other elemental subspecies closely related to earth elements.

This is obviously different from Su Zhou's idea of using His personal space as a base to forge Dao Harmonization armaments.

However, it is the universe after all, and Su Zhou quickly found a planet with suitable conditions to serve as a raw material for expanding His personal space.

"It's you!"

It was the second planet in the orbit of an orange star, with a suitable distribution of minerals, a suitable celestial structure, and even the overall mass of the planet was quite suitable, about one point one five Earth masses, and a large amount of ice and water resources.

This planet has no life, and there is estimated to be no chance of life being born in the next few thousand years. It can be considered to have no future at all.

In that case, there is nothing more to say.

Su Zhou reaches out His hand, and as He gently points out, the Positive and Negative Two Instruments Divine Lightning explodes in the void, turning into a brilliant stream of light, piercing through heaven and earth.

That is a true piercing through heaven and earth.

A stream of pure energy that cannot be described with color pierces through the planet's crust and mantle in an instant, then shatters its star core and the mantle and crust on the other side, erupting from the other end of the celestial body—and all of this happens within ten seconds. Even the celestial body itself does not seem to have had time to react. Apart from a few flying magma flows at the impact point of the light stream and some spreading crimson cracks at the point where the light stream explodes, the entire celestial body is still roughly intact.

But this is, after all, just an illusion.

Boom… Boom!!!

The crimson cracks, constantly spreading along the scars that pierce through the celestial body, finally cover the entire planet… followed by an explosion!

With a loud explosion, the crust and molten material, measuring thousands of kilometers, crack inch by inch in the terrifying energy fluctuations that are enough to completely blow away the entire surface of the celestial body. These celestial substances should have turned into billions upon billions of meteorite fragments with a grand explosion, scattering to countless corners of the interstellar space, making them look like primordial stardust.

However, spatial rifts like whirlpools open, with a huge attraction, capturing and absorbing all of these fragments without leaving anything out.

It takes no more than sixty seconds to completely absorb such a planet—that is still absorbing it conscientiously, shaping it in personal space while ensuring that nothing is missed.

In comparison, the time it takes to find it is tens of thousands of times longer than the time it takes to harvest it.

"Okay, next one."

After completing all of this, Su Zhou does not say anything extra, turns around, and continues His next search.

Inside personal space.

Located in the center of the world, the Wisdom Tree and Sara seriously coordinate the many spatial gates opened by Su Zhou, guiding the torrent of material that is pouring in like a flood in turn, and integrating it into the personal space that now constitutes the great cycle of the Five Elements Spiritual Qi.

No matter what the Royal Balance Dao is like, in reality, balance is very important.

The original personal space, although small, is complete with all vital organs. With the Divine Tree coordinating in the center, the Annihilation Blade suppressing the baleful aura, the vast ocean moisturizing all things, and the thick earth nurturing all beings—this already constitutes a cycle, and life is constantly reproduced within it, enjoying peace.

Even after it turns into five continents, suppressing the King of Empty Prison and the Starry Specter, two Great Heavenly Venerate-level Nihility powerhouses, this basic structure has not changed.

But now, Su Zhou wants to expand, to expand the structure of the entire personal space.

This is actually not difficult. After all, no matter how much it is expanded, corresponding ports and future development plans have been left in the personal space—Su Zhou and the Wisdom Tree are not stupid. They know better than anyone that the personal space, which is modeled after the Scale of Bearing the World, will definitely become larger and larger in the future, and it may turn into a vast starry world, evolving into a universe.

In that case, it is only natural to leave behind expansion ports that can be perfected and balanced after it grows.

It can be seen that countless substances pour in like mercury spilling onto the ground, flowing from the spatial ports above the sky, submerging into the earth of the personal space, filling the thickness of the earth, and after the endless water vapor is purified and its concentration is adjusted, it also merges with the ocean of the personal space, filling its territory.

Mountains, rivers, lakes, soil, valleys, hills… continents, oceans, islands, forests… everything is available, all within Su Zhou's thoughts.

In His world, He is a Dao Harmonization expert. He only needs to think, and the world will be structured in the way He wants.

But this time is different.

This time, what Su Zhou wants to do is not just to expand—He also wants to imprint the Great Way of 'Heavenly Evolution' upon it.

[Evolution is not innovation, but a subsidiary concept derived from innovation, another correctness that is not correct.]

The Wisdom Tree's reminder and the Great Way Tree's narrative can be heard: [You must understand that mixing such impurities into your fundamental divine ability will have some impact on your true Dao Harmonization—evolution is indeed a part of innovation, but it is not entirely innovation. It is fine to forge Dao Harmonization armaments using other planets as a base, but using your personal space… is really a bit problematic.]

"Purity, is it useful?"

Su Zhou simply turns His head and asks curiously, "Evolution is my way, obtained by observing the beings of the World of Genesis with the way of innovation… adapting to local conditions, conducting field investigations, using the way to derive the way, never arrogantly looking down, but using the heart to determine what is suitable and what is not."

As He says this, the young man closes His eyes. He senses the voices of the hundreds of millions of New Cultivator Association networks and New Cultivator Association members in the World of Genesis.

He smiles and says, "Obviously, this is very suitable."

Recently, the number of members in the New Cultivator Association has increased a lot, and the New Cultivation Network can be considered to be spreading within the Royal Balance Dao.

For some reason, the gods of the Royal Balance Dao clearly know this, but they have not erased this 'heretical inheritance', which is obviously spread by other powerhouses. On the contrary, because the New Cultivator Association has indeed promoted the increase in strength of many young people who practice the Royal Balance Dao, greatly strengthening the bottom-level cultivators of the Royal Balance Dao lineage, some interstellar civilizations even decide to support this organization.

Conspiracy? Since the gods have all issued divine edicts saying that there is no conspiracy, only benefits, then why refuse?

Especially since these benefits are not randomly granted, possessed without any cost. Cultivators still need to work hard little by little, cultivate little by little, innovate little by little in order to obtain enough New Cultivation Coins and resources to become stronger.

It can even be said that even without the New Cultivation Network, without the New Cultivation Coin exchange system, the New Cultivator Association can give people a 'constantly innovating' mindset.

That alone is enough to make people stronger.

That alone can be considered a great harvest.

And just recently, a new function has been added to the New Cultivation Network.

[Heavenly Evolution Realm 0.01 Test Server]

What exactly is this? Is it an inference tool, a test space, a training ground, or even a place for some kind of game?

Who knows what this is without personally trying it out—with this in mind, the most exploratory New Cultivator Association members take the lead in entering this new function.

And what awaits them upon their return, from the mouths of these powerhouses who are still in shock and surprise, is a mysterious but exceptionally brilliant world.

"After entering that world, my soul was forcibly transformed into the most ordinary dew slime—just moving in the outside world during the day will cause it to be burned and evaporated by the sunlight. All creatures want to drink me to quench their thirst, even plants want to absorb my moisture!"

"But who am I? I am a nearly deified Constant Object! I operate my cultivation method, condensing water into ice, and constantly absorb Spiritual Qi water mist to turn it into ice crystals, and finally I evolved into a huge ice armor slime—in this way, I have the ability to protect myself, and I can even hunt other beasts to obtain more energy!"

The one who says this is a human who originally cultivated ice-based spells. She is now talking eloquently, and her eyes are shining brightly.

In the actions of the Heavenly Evolution Realm, facing a truly real threat to survival, she truly exerts every potential of her cultivation method, using the most subtle ray of Spiritual Power as a foundation to fight the sunlight, fight the beasts, fight the plants, and even fight herself, her kind, her laziness, confusion, bewilderment and self-abandonment, and finally transforms her into her current state.

When the dew slime transforms into an ice armor slime, she is clearly still the same person, it is clearly just a game, and clearly her Spiritual Qi has not increased at all… but she is no longer the person she was before.

This New Cultivator Association member has already gained the most fundamental understanding of the 'cultivation method' that she is continuing to cultivate.

She has become more powerful, far better than her previous self.

Of course, in addition to slimes, many of the first batch of New Cultivator Association members who entered the Heavenly Evolution Realm test server also have other creature choices.

Some are ants, some are multicellular organisms, some are algae, some are amoebas… and so on, without exception.

But, similarly, these weakest and most insignificant lives all need to constantly fight, constantly improve and optimize themselves in order to survive longer, longer…

And only when they reach a state of peace of mind where they 'do not need to worry about survival and continuation' can the first stage of this game be considered to be over.

The belief in the Eternal War Body is indeed the most resilient skeleton of the driving force for cultivation.

For a time, on the 'New Continent' of personal space that has just been created, many wills originating from the New Cultivator Association emerge. They rely on the divine power network and the New Cultivation Network to merge into Su Zhou's personal space, and they are placed on the many newly created creatures in this new world, joining the vast food chain of this new world.

Then there is battle.

With heaven and earth, natural enemies; with food, prey.

Battle with one's own prejudices, common sense, arrogance, ignorance, and with one's own squeamishness, doubts, cowardice, and fear.

The woman who transformed into a dew slime before is already quite good in quality. Ninety-five percent of the New Cultivator Association members were directly killed by natural enemies or directly destroyed by the natural environment upon their initial descent due to being unaccustomed and not knowing what kind of creature they were.

There are even quite a few who do not know how they died until they need the New Cultivation Network's replay function to find out what mistake they were terminated by.

Logically speaking, this kind of rubbish game should be abandoned quickly.

But who told this group of people to be the result of a selection process, and playing this game can also earn New Cultivation Coins?

Even if they do not agree with it in their hearts, the New Cultivator Association members, who know the strength of the power behind the New Cultivator Association and the depth of its thoughts, are very clear that this is definitely not a joke, but a 'trial' that can make them go further!

In that case, instead of complaining, it is better to 'challenge' it!

"It seems that… the fertilizer officer has selected very good people."

The Wisdom Tree gazes at all of this, illuminating all beings with its own wisdom, catalyzing all New Cultivator Association players, all the wisdom of the myriad things that have just been created, allowing them to think, and with a flash of inspiration, they will eventually realize something and gain something: "I don't even need to make them suddenly realize, they can figure this out on their own, it's really amazing!"

As the Divine Tree that coordinated with Su Zhou to create the 'New Continent' in the new personal space, the Wisdom Tree's roots have also spread to every corner of this new field recently.

Now, He completely understands the new 'Heavenly Dao' that Su Zhou wants to create here.

Therefore, the Divine Tree bows its head and gazes at the world.

New Continent, the plains and forest area.

An ant.

Not a New Cultivator Association member who descended, but a small insect that was truly created with the shaping of the New Continent.

It lies in a cave, feeding on fragments of leaves and rotting fungi. After eating its fill, it does not have any other thoughts, it just wants to continue to go out to find food, and then repeat the cycle of eating, sleeping, finding food, eating, sleeping.

At most, when the breeding season comes, it will leave this nest, go to find a female of the same kind, and then collect food for the children, and finally turn itself into food and give it to the children's mother and children as rations.

The end of a life.

But it also continues.

Existence… continuation. This is the most basic and most correct manifestation of existence and continuation.

Nothingness?

But this is the foundation of all life, the purest life after simplifying everything—a flesh and blood machine for proliferation and survival, no different from a cellular automaton that can self-replicate.

Therefore, it needs to be given wisdom.

A little bit of spiritual light falls and descends fairly into the world.

The ant suddenly senses something, it raises its head and antennae, and its compound eyes look around.

For some reason, it suddenly wants to leave the cave it has dug out and carefully observe its surroundings where it lives.

So, it leaves its warm home and begins its first exploration.

It is not difficult, it is simply effortless.

The ant walks among the forests.

It just looks up at the behemoths that descend and kill each other, one side wins, one side dies, turns into flesh and blood skeletons, turns into meat pulp in the mud, and then becomes stronger and more majestic.

The insects and ants look up at these behemoths… look up at them.

Then, a desire arises.

So… big… so… strong…

This is desire.

So, the ant's heart also crawls out of the cave.

Joining this vast world.

Until a bird swoops down, picks it up, and swallows it into its stomach.

Until death, this heart does not change.

This is the ending of a story, and the prologue.

[Creator, are you really going to let them kill each other like this forever without end?]

In the clouds of the new world, a fluorescent phoenix, the size of a Ferrero Rocher, floats beside the young man who is standing with his hands behind his back, and asks in confusion: [Look at that ant, it has no mature mind and no inheritance, but you give it wisdom, let it walk out of the cave, and then it is eaten by a bird like this… This is simply letting it die!]

"Of course."

Su Zhou lowers his eyes, and his tone does not have even a hint of hesitation: "Moreover, this is not killing each other… child, this is battle, and it is also innovation."

His gaze staring at the time, the young man's tone is firm: "Look, I created this world, and all living things, for them to fight each other, temper each other, and break through to a higher level!"

[But… won't they die like this?! And it's meaningless!]

Now, the phoenix has also learned to question its creator, for the sake of those 'compatriots' who were also created.

The divine bird is indignant.

"Silly child." Su Zhou, who sensed a hint of sympathy for his own kind, laughed and said, "How could I create a life and then let it die on purpose? Don't worry, take a serious look at the essence of the 'long river' that surrounds the entire New Continent, surrounds the new world that I created with the mass of several planets."

"Look at it, that is the 'Heavenly Evolution Long River' that belongs to life, belongs to the soul, and belongs to all minds."

So, the phoenix looks up to see.

In the end, his main body is a powerhouse at the stellar level.

So, He sees the essence of this long river.

That is the brilliance formed by the minds of countless lives.

This is a magnificent river that surrounds the entire personal space. All life wills merge into it after death, exchanging their life experiences—if there are any tired ones, they are transferred to another place in the personal space. Su Zhou has enough resources to reshape their bodies for them so that they can spend their lives according to their wishes without affecting other lives, giving birth to offspring and passing on their descendants.

However, if there is a courageous person, it will leap out of this long river with its own power, just like a drop of water leaping out of a big river, it will return to the Heavenly Evolution Realm once again, experiencing the process of cultivation, fighting, and dying time and time again, constantly strengthening its heart and its inner self.

Then, in this way, it becomes better.

Yes, this is reincarnation—endless fighting, survival, evolution, and reproduction.

This is also destiny—under Su Zhou's will, most lives already have their own destined fate without knowing what they really want.

This is also chaos—because even Su Zhou, who controls everything, has not actually set any complicated rules. Creatures can do whatever they want, and the young man takes care of all their choices.

Because… He is their creator.

He loves them.

Therefore, He gives trials, and He also gives the world.

He gives suffering, and He also gives the possibility of eternity.

[Creator…]

Gazing at all of this, gazing at the whole picture of what Su Zhou has created, the stellar phoenix lowers its head and murmurs tremblingly: [Is this your way… I only saw one corner and commented on it like this.]

That's how it is… a flowing river.

Life, innovation, continuation, battle, quest, balance… both chaos and perfection, creating everything, and ultimately returning to the end, reincarnating in destiny, and ultimately surpassing the reincarnation of destiny.

The correctness of the way of evolution is more than just one or two? Just this initial test server has already integrated most of the truth, let alone after the official server is launched?

[This is the Great Way…]

The divine bird in the light sphere bows its