Chapter 1156 - Unifying Dao (1/2)

Chapter 1156: Unifying Dao

Translator: Yukidaruma Translations  Editor: Yukidaruma Translations

The gravitational singularity continued to kickstart the Big Bang, and all timelines returned to their original tracks. Fang Xingjian only felt as if everything before his eyes was blurry, then he found himself in outer space’s vacuum 12 billion years later.

A black-clothed man stood proudly in void space in front of him. His disposition was like that of an icy mountain—cold and sharp. He gave Fang Xingjian an extremely familiar feeling.

Fang Xingjian blurted out, “It’s you?”

The black-clothed man was the person who changed Fang Xingjian’s entire life five years ago. In the previous Pope’s memories, this man was also the person who brought them to Miracle World. Additionally, he was the one who had taken Fang Yueru’s body.

The black-clothed man turned and revealed a face that shared some resemblance with Fang Xingjian’s. If it could be said that the previous Pope and Fang Xingjian shared 80-90% resemblance, then this person shared 20-30% resemblance to Fang Xingjian.

Fang Xingjian immediately reacted when he saw the other party’s appearance, “I have your bloodline in me? The other half of my bloodline comes from you?”

The black-clothed man looked at him coldly and did not say a word. A stream of intent gushed into Fang Xingjian’s mind together with a tremendous amount of information.

After rapidly reading through the contents of the information, Fang Xingjian came to understand all the causes and effects of things.

Petrifying Blazing Catastrophe, one of the 13 demonic gods, had stolen the bloodlines from the Silver Demonic God and this black-clothed man and nurtured Fang Xingjian.

However, Petrifying Blazing Catastrophe was unaware that this black-clothed man’s ability to sense his blood lineage was above even that of the demonic gods’.

Therefore, during the nurturing process, the black-clothed man had discovered Fang Xingjian’s existence through sensing their blood lineages.

However, the black-clothed man had not done anything to stop things. Instead, he had watched from the side and secretly introduced some interference during the process, causing the growth of Fang Xingjian and the others to change.

“Therefore, not only do I have the bloodlines from the two of you, but I even possess a part of your consciousness?” Fang Xingjian asked with a frown.

Even demonic gods were not absolutely invincible. Although their powers would gather and scatter irregularly, there would be some space-time and locations where their powers would be slightly weaker.

It was like how the landscape would have its high and low. The demonic gods’ powers would have places where they were stronger or weaker as they scattered out across the endless space-time.

Take the battle that Fang Xingjian had witnessed earlier for instance. That spot had been the center of the demonic gods’ battle, and the intensity was so strong that ordinary people would not be able to even notice the battle itself.

As the battle progressed, the past and future kept on changing, and the mortals’ memories also changed accordingly. They were unable to detect that the demonic gods had exchanged countless blows.

Miracle World, the place which Fang Xingjian had grown, was far away from the center of the battle, so the battle intensity was a lot lower. It was merely affected by the repercussive waves from the radiating demonic gods’ powers, just like the many worlds that had been created with each battle between demonic the gods.

The battle strategy of the Ring of Time was one where in the outer regions of the battlefield, the demonic gods would use the smallest amount of power to achieve the greatest battle result. In those battlefields, a large amount of the powers from the demonic gods would be channeled into the mortals’ bodies. Their goal was to stimulate even more chaotic quantum jumps that transcended space-time to attain control over the multi-dimensional probability changes.

an, you didn’t interfere. Instead, you encouraged the flow and even stole a part of the demonic gods’ powers from the borders of the battlefield? You then slapped the consciousness into mine?” Fang Xingjian asked with a frown “Then what on earth am I? A clone? A replica?”