In the last few decades, the entire world has become countless times quieter.

The higher-ups who knew the truth remained silent, while the monks at the bottom were affected by the atmosphere both overtly and covertly.

Everything is being prepared for one day.

And this day will eventually come.

The stars in the sky lowered their gazes, the boundless ocean calmed the storm, above the red moon, the beautiful eyes were crystal clear, and the storm in the white-capped domain became more intense.

The outline of the extreme west began to squirm, the shadows under the northern abyss were rolling, and the golden eyes outside the Changtian Gate also lost their light.

Some emperors who knew the truth were secretly wary of Yongyuan's reaction, and the army attacking Yongyuan also fought at this moment with those Yongyuan monsters who were delaying time.

There are many creatures paying attention to this day.

And the cave sky is also illuminated by the light of that world, boundless green.

The newborn world was shrouded in dark green light, like stars in the sky. They condensed the light and gathered with Lin Chen as the center.

It no longer condensed into flowers as before, and endless dark green light poured into Lin Chen's eyebrows.

Lin Chen is the last flower.

Gradually, the dark green light within the world dimmed, and the clear world once again reflected the original appearance of the world.

In the depths of the pale pupils, in the deep black and cracks, a pure light of soul flickered through.

From the appearance of the Flower of Soul to the end, it only lasted for an instant, but at this step, Lin Chen was not completely over yet.

One year has passed, less than an hour has passed.

"Soul..." He whispered in his mouth. Lin Chen had no knowledge of these two words.

The power of the divine soul has been accompanying it since the Qi Condensation Realm, but it belongs to the reflection of the soul, and the true nature of the soul cannot be said.

From the birth of the first creatures in the world, those ancestors, the soul is the source of immortality.

Even if the physical body is destroyed, the monks can still practice. If the spiritual energy is gone, the monks can still find another way. It is not a bad idea to change the world.

And these can mean that the practitioner is still alive.

Only the soul, the end of death, is the beginning of the death of a living being.

This is the most mysterious power, and it is also a realm that is difficult to touch even in the imperial realm. It is the foundation of the existence of living beings. It is also the difference between you, me, and him.

In understanding the tide of spiritual power and the ashes of Yongyuan, Lin Chen knew that the origin contained in the soul was the foundation of the world.

It may be a magical substance that shaped the world, and the scattered debris formed countless creatures.

The soul is a cognition of that material manifestation.

It has no name, but is given a certain meaning.

But Lin Chen still couldn't understand the power of the soul.

Mu Chunqiu may be an exception, but they have discussed that although he can naturally utilize the soul power, Mu Chunqiu does not have a clear understanding of it.

Before reaching the realm, he is just a tool.

The bronze oil lamp in Hao Yin's hand was Emperor Haotian's understanding of the soul, but it still couldn't help Lin Chen in any way.

That's what other people think.

Perhaps after the increase of many cognitions, these understandings of the soul are the truth. Perhaps, this is only the most superficial view.

The composition of the world, the magic that breaks through the gap, the similarities between Cangyun and Yongyuan, and even the upcoming different world, Lin Chen does not doubt that their origin is still the word soul.

The dark green flowers gathered between the eyebrows, giving Lin Chen a clear understanding of these two words.

Between light and dark, he saw some kind of evolution between virtuality and reality.

This is terrifying. The soul is like a sinking river. Anyone who touches it will sink to the bottom and disappear. Those who can float on it like a mayfly are worthy of awe.

The moment the flower of soul condensed, Lin Chen became qualified to be a mayfly.

He analyzes the power of the soul and will have the same application as others.

And this kind of application is the so-called origin in the eyes of normal people.

Back then, Lin Chen and the others used the original power of the cave to grind Emperor Xuanxu to death. This was the case.

Neither side has any sophisticated use of the origin of soul changes.

Not only Emperor Xuanxu, but at least none of the emperors that Lin Chen saw seemed to be there.

Of course, he has not seen many emperors who use their origins to fight. There may be exceptions.

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Lin Chen was like a mayfly swimming in the sinking river of his soul. He had no ability to move on his own and could only let the eternal sinking river push him.

I don't know when, ripples started to form in the unknown place of Shenhe River. The ripples spread from point to point and spread into the distance.

Outside of the singularity, nothing can avoid the touch of the ripples, and naturally, the same goes for the mayfly that slightly presses down the dripping water of the sinking river.

The ripples pushed past, and the mayfly moved imperceptibly.

And Lin Chen finally woke up during this movement.

The light of the soul in the pupils also finished flashing at this moment.

Ignoring time and cutting off any contact, this fleeting moment started a year ago and ended now a year later.

From then on, Lin Chen completed his final step to become the supreme king in the world before he ascended the throne in the realm of gods.

The condensation of the three flowers of energy and spirit also allows him to set off towards the end without any unnecessary precipitation.

"Three flowers gather at the top, and the essence, energy, and spirit are completely unique. They turn into the original matter again, and then condense new matter."

"And that substance is me." Lin Chen said softly as he realized what he just realized.

The sky was trembling, and time was flowing in the silence of the world. What Lin Chen said was not recorded as past history by this world.

And his body was slowly dissipating as he spoke. His hands, feet, head, body, blood, bones, everything was slowly fading away.

The words in his mouth continued, and Lin Chen seemed not to notice the changes in his body at all.

"The past me is disappearing, the world is taking back everything that condensed into me, and at the same time, it is also cutting off the other me in the future."

"The person I am now will also be erased from the pages of history."

As soon as the words fell, Lin Chen was completely void, without any remaining birth.

Within the traces of the entire world, there is no trace of Lin Chen.

It was as if Lin Chen had completely disappeared at this moment.

However, when the voice was still transmitted, it confirmed that Lin Chen was still there, even if no one knew where he was.

"What the world has given will be taken back, and the real me will also appear." It is like the whisper of the gods, telling the terrible truth.

"Everything in the world belongs to the world, but there are always some beings who are born in the world, but can be on an equal footing with the world."

In the endless sky, a blood-red flower appeared. The bright red light was shining. It was searching, and a human-shaped shadow was gradually reflected in the light.

Immediately afterwards, pale flowers fell between the sky and the earth, and this newborn world was born with spiritual energy, which was different from the previous spiritual energy.
Chapter completed!