area51novel Chapter 312 The Tomb of Civilization, No. 06
Chapter 312 The Tomb of Civilization, No. 06
Chapter 312 The Tomb of Civilization, Number 06
Click click click~
It sounded as if countless chains were breaking, like a machine struggling to get started, and the whole world began to reset again, only this time it was noticeably more difficult and slower.
The light and shadow of the entire continent outside seemed to be stuck on a cassette tape, playing back and forth within the initial 0 to 3 seconds.
A dark, empty area expanded outwards from Ye Yang and his companions, engulfing everything that fell into it.
It devoured everything completely.
Wherever darkness spreads, nothing can be reset, time can never be reversed, leaving only an empty void.
This wasn't because Ye Yang used any [void] techniques; it was simply because the collapse of the causal chain caused this area to reveal its true nature as being completely empty.
After all, Ye Yang had already packed up and taken away all the resources on the entire continent.
Ultimately, the false chain of cause and effect that the entire world was maintained by some force completely collapsed, leaving only nothing but emptiness.
Within this void, spacetime itself began to tremble, revealing its true nature as countless red concentric circles continuously emerged, filling this spacetime.
Or rather, this spacetime is inherently like this, with each red concentric circle representing a constantly shifting spacetime.
Just as humans are made up of countless cells, the entire spacetime of this world is made up of countless spacetime life forms!
They are the backdrop of the world, the carriers of everything!
"The myriad realms are truly full of wonders. There is a life form composed purely of spacetime, whose life activities do not require any matter or energy, only the eternal transformation of spacetime. If it is hidden, almost no one can discover its existence."
Ye Yang was incredibly amazed.
Even the Void in the main world is not a purely spacetime life form; spacetime is only a part of it.
"What on earth is going on?!"
Just a moment ago, Bailin suddenly received a notification that his Destiny Points had been credited to his account.
Upon closer inspection, they discovered that a staggering 10 billion Destiny Points had been deposited into their account in one go!
This was amazing to him.
"This is a painting," Ye Yang smiled, pointing to the ubiquitous red concentric circles. "Those are the canvas."
"The substance that makes up my body is foreign ink," Ye Yang said, then pointed to Wang Huo and Bai Lin. "The substance that makes up your bodies is local ink."
"Cause and effect, destiny, the development and evolution of all things are patterns drawn by ink."
"Ink does not exist on the canvas, but the pattern must be supported by both ink and the image."
"When ink is scarce, the design only disappears temporarily, but the canvas can curl and wrinkle itself, preserving the design's implicit presence. Once new ink is added, the design immediately reappears."
"But if the canvas is unwilling—ink simply cannot paint on the canvas, and all the patterns will be ruined."
Ye Yang's analogy immediately made Bai Lin realize the key point: "Someone has turned the whole world into a painting?"
Ye Yang smiled and said:
"Yes, it's commonly known as dimensional reduction. However, this 'dimensionality' is not the dimension of spacetime, but the dimension of information and rules. Just as we are omnipotent in our own imagination, the controller of the canvas can also do whatever he wants with the world composed of the patterns in the painting."
"In other words, time travel doesn't exist; it's just that the controller of the canvas uses his power to restore the arrangement of all matter and energy to its original state."
Bolin was getting a little agitated: "Doesn't that mean we're fighting against the 'god' of this world?"
"More or less—but this 'god' isn't particularly powerful to me. I've already grasped the general idea of his methods and the essence of this 'canvas.'"
Ye Yang nodded, then reached out to one of the writhing pieces of spacetime.
Perhaps it could be called a "spacetime amoeba" or a "spacetime cell." In any case, Ye Yang grabbed one of them, refined it in an instant, and compressed it into an extremely condensed void power.
He opened his palms and pointed them behind him—instantly, spacetime expanded wildly, indirectly propelling the three of them to move at faster-than-light speed.
The countless flickering and changing spacetime amoebas were already wriggling and brewing something, and Ye Yang's stimulation made them even more frenzied!
One after another, spacetime crystal walls appeared, attempting to seal off Ye Yang and the other two. At the same time, a powerful force was surging. Ye Yang knew that if they were trapped inside one of the spacetime amoebas, they would be pulverized along with the amoebas by this force!
"It's already a complete life form, even with an immune system—however, it's not easy to extract information from the memories of such a soulless life form."
Ye Yang frowned slightly, reached out and crushed another spacetime amoeba, quickly refining it into a void force, and then carried Bai Lin and the other two through this world at faster-than-light speed.
"There has to be a core, right? Since it's not 'within this world,' it must be 'outside this world.'"
Ye Yang changed his search direction and began looking for ways to break through the "canvas".
He cannot directly transcend the instance world—but within the instance world, beyond the "canvas," there should be other places.
Unless the controller of this "canvas" has been able to transcend the instance world, such a place must exist!
"Found it."
Ye Yang's eyes lit up. He lifted a corner of spacetime from a certain angle and led Bai Lin and the other two directly inside.
Soon, they could no longer see the endless red concentric circles, which meant they had escaped the encirclement of those spacetime amoebas and left the canvas.
Despite Ye Yang's seemingly relaxed demeanor, it is actually almost impossible for someone within the "canvas" to transcend their own "canvas."
Ye Yang's understanding of the essence of time and space in most of the myriad worlds was crucial, and since this "canvas" was based on time and space, he was able to quickly see through it, find the loophole, and escape.
"here it is--"
In the pitch-black world, without a single ray of light, Bolin and his companion felt as if their feet were firmly planted on the ground.
The ground felt extremely cold; if Bai Lin hadn't been protecting Wang Huo, he would have frozen to death very soon.
When Bai Lin scanned the ground with his divine sense, he was surprised to find that the ground beneath their feet was made entirely of metallic copper, with an extremely high purity.
"In your instance world's legal system, copper is the substance with the lowest energy, and over 93% of the matter in the entire instance world has been converted into copper—"
Ye Yang gazed into the darkness, but in truth, he was gazing at the entire universe, and slowly said:
"93% of the matter fell to its lowest energy state, completely drained. Therefore, no new energy sources emerged, the remaining heat dissipated, and there was no longer any flow of energy or matter in the entire world."
"Without the flow of energy and matter, this world, which was originally at least a level eight instance, is dead."
Bai Lin was stunned: "What? An eighth-level dungeon?"
Ye Yang smiled: "Yes, the world I can currently explore is as large as an entire galaxy, with trillions of planets. So, Bai Lin, you're actually a genius dungeon master."
Bolin was a little confused: "Then—why can't I see even a single star?"
Ye Yang's smile faded, and he sighed, "That's why I say, this world is dead."
"All the stars have turned to bronze, and naturally no longer shine. This is a despairing, eternal, silent darkness. The only thing of value in the whole world is the canvas we were just on, which is also the only living place in this world."
Bolin's face fell, and he said speechlessly, "What's the difference between that and not having anything?"
"You idiot, isn't this just a giant copper mine? You can make a fortune selling copper in the future," Ye Yang said.
Bolin: "—"
"Alright, enough joking around. Let's uncover the secrets of this world."
Ye Yang had found his target, so he led the two of them there.
On a non-copper planet, at the summit of its highest peak, tens of thousands of meters high, countless crystals form a throne.
On that throne sat a man, with a broad and thick chest and shoulders, a weathered and majestic face, and closed eyes, like an emperor.
Its aura is long and lingering, as if it has merged with the entire planet.
"This is--""
Looking at the middle-aged man, Bai Lin felt a sense of unease.
Even though this person doesn't exude any terrifying or powerful aura, he is still awe-inspiring.
An indescribable aura lingered, making Bai Lin and his companion feel as if a pair of eyes were watching them, sending chills down their spines.
Despite feeling a chill run down his spine, Wang Huo stared intently at the dignified-looking middle-aged man.
Simply because her face looked so much like his!
Bolin has also seen what Wang Huo looked like when he was older, and it can only be said that the two have very similar appearances and temperaments!
Ye Yang sensed the faint fluctuations of the body before him and slowly took a step forward.
This step immediately startled the middle-aged man.
He slowly opened his eyes, but all he could see was gray and white.
"Who exactly are you?" Wang Huo realized that this seemed to be the mastermind behind everything, but he looked so much like himself that it was as if he were his future, older self!
He couldn't help but ask.
However, the middle-aged man completely ignored Wang Huo; his pupil-less, grayish-white eyes were fixed firmly on Ye Yang.
"Extraterrestrial Demons—"
Bolin had an "I knew it!" look on his face: "Even the voice is exactly the same as Wang Huo's!"
"Die!" The middle-aged man roared suddenly, and a purple-gold divine pillar appeared in his hand, sweeping towards Ye Yang.
Boom!
Ye Yang merely flicked his fingertip, and the purple-gold divine pillar erupted with countless spiritual patterns and divine light. Then, the countless divine lights exploded, leaving only a twisted purple-gold pillar flying backward.
brush!
Ye Yang's figure appeared in front of the middle-aged man in an instant, striking down from above.
He was blasted directly into the depths of the mountains below, shattering the planet's crust. Instantly, countless array circuits on the planet's surface flashed with light, and countless restrictive techniques that had been dormant for billions of years erupted all at once.
In this way, the entire planet was protected from too much damage by that terrible force.
"It seems this planet is the key to maintaining the 'canvas'—" Ye Yang looked down, and the golden figure rushed out of the deep pit and attacked him again.
Ye Yang simply pressed down lightly, and the middle-aged man's figure was affected, instantly slowing down to a snail's pace.
Time slows down!
In a world with a relatively weak system of laws, Ye Yang's understanding of spacetime is unparalleled.
He gently reached out and plucked the man's head off.
However, for such a powerful being, having his head removed does not mean death; he continues to struggle desperately.
"Extraterrestrial Demon—Extraterrestrial Demon!"
The head roared madly, using the language of the canvas world.
However, Ye Yang had no intention of wasting time with him. This unique being with a divine soul was the best starting point.
Ye Yang immediately unleashed his divine soul power, rushing into his sea of consciousness.
However, when Ye Yang's consciousness entered the other person's sea of consciousness, he realized that the person no longer had a cohesive consciousness, but only countless fragments of memories.
And for countless years, he has simply mechanically maintained the operation of the "canvas" world day after day, keeping the established world trajectory constantly repeating itself.
"Living dead whose will and consciousness have been worn down by the long years? What's the point of maintaining a monotonous, endlessly repeating world?"
After Ye Yang broke through the outermost soul defense line, he found that this guy had no resistance at all. After all, he no longer had a unified consciousness, so he was naturally unable to resist.
So he began to search through the massive amount of memory fragments. The endless, long time in his memory flashed by, and Ye Yang finally went against the current to find the answer he wanted.
"Extraterrestrial demons? Invasion? Plunder? Exploitation?"
Ye Yang frowned.
In his very distant and fragmented memories, he saw many extraordinary things.
"What's wrong?" Bai Lin asked immediately when he saw Ye Yang open his eyes.
"Things are not simple—however, I already know the purpose for which that 'canvas' world was created. And—more secrets have already been recorded inside this planet."
Ye Yang looked down at the planet: "Let's go, let's head into the star core."
He led the two quickly to the deepest part of the planet.
This planet is clearly man-made, but its core is located in a hollow space with a radius of 100 kilometers.
Only stone tablets, each engraved with countless words and patterns, silently float and exist.
"This is—the Nine Heavens Seeking Opportunity Technique, a desolate-level divine technique that can devour the mysteries of stars and accelerate the comprehension of laws—"
"Lingfeng Light Gold Stone, yellow in color, hard and light in texture—can be used to forge wind-attribute divine weapons. The rough and refined methods are as follows—"
"The Heavenly Technique - The Supernatural Undying Technique - "
"This—is all the inherited knowledge of various cultivation techniques, spells, alchemy, and weapon crafting—"
Both Bolin and Wang Huo were completely shocked, especially Wang Huo. As an indigenous person, he was just a teenager who had never seen much of the world. At this moment, he felt like he was about to get lost in this endless ocean of heritage.
"Truly exquisite—each one far surpasses those so-called 'Heavenly Rank' cultivation techniques."
The two were astonished.
Ye Yang had already scanned the area with his divine soul power and recorded all the information.
"Indeed, this is probably the essence left behind by that civilization." Even though Ye Yang had high standards, he still found a few passages of inheritance that he felt had merit.
"The most crucial information is actually this stone tablet."
Ye Yang arrived at the huge stone tablet in the very center.
The stone tablet is large, but it contains only a few thousand characters, yet these few thousand characters record the most crucial information.
"Extraterrestrial demons invaded, repeatedly annihilated, only to be reborn again and again. Ultimately, these extraterrestrial demons opened the gate to the outer realms, unleashing even more demons to invade—"
"And that gate to the outer realms is also known as the [Heavens], numbered 006!"