Some time has passed since the end of the war that affected the entire plane system.
But many plane systems nearby have not entered a peaceful state.
The number of plane destructions that continue to increase by multiples every day makes those beings who are paying close attention to all this become more and more nervous.
Fortunately, Yi Qiu's stable condition allowed them to maintain their tense nerves.
After all, as long as Yi Qiu does not offend the world of other camps.
For most beings who are not in the evil camp, it doesn't make much sense.
Although, it was really scary to see the ruined scene.
Just like a plague that sweeps through certain animals, it certainly cannot affect humans.
But the shocking death scene will inevitably make some people feel uneasy.
But for those who truly understand the facts, they will not feel panicked by this.
Therefore, those great mages who had truly studied and understood the core of Yi Qiu's previous behavior did not interfere too much.
When time continued to extend forward for some distance, Yi Qiu's battle with endless burning traces finally stopped...
"Pop times..."
Sometimes, Yi Qiu felt that the sound of burning planes was similar to the sound of firewood crackling after being lit.
The fallen plane was rendered into a scarlet color full of destruction in the void...
The high temperature that melts and distorts matter gnaws at the red letter like a poisonous snake.
Yi Qiu touched his bald head and swallowed the core of this evil plane directly into his stomach.
And just in time, the stomach world digested a plane core...
Yi Qiu did not pay attention to the reminder messages that flashed on his retina, because he had more important things to do.
At this time, the unknown active tissue in his body has occupied 80% of his entire life!
This is undoubtedly an extremely huge number, and the price is needless to say...
After this battle, the number of planes in this plane system will decrease a lot.
Of course, this is not information worth paying attention to Yi Qiu.
Those unknown active tissues filled with endless vitality outline some kind of grand concept in Yi Qiu's life body!
They called Yi Qiu's name softly, just as he felt it.
They are an extension of Yi Qiu's thinking, but they are not separated from the composition of his consciousness.
Under the influence of the power of miracles, they cast the miracle belonging to Yi Qiu clearly and clearly!
Achieving divinity is not that easy.
However, Yi Qiu was quite familiar with this.
These familiarities are not due to how many gods he has seen achieve divine fire.
But in the fight with the gods, he gradually understood the composition of their power.
As for more specific methods, Yi Qiu does not have no idea.
He had observed related activities, but there were obviously some deviations from what he needed to do...
Yi Qiu sensed the endless unknown active tissues in his body, which were carrying out basic work.
As his consciousness concentrated, their work gradually became slower.
That's not because their intelligence can sense them, but simply because they are suitable for the characteristics of Yi Qiu's consciousness.
The intelligence endowed by the power of miracles on unknown active organizations can only be reflected in the aspect of faith.
As the work of the unknown active organization stagnated, Yi Qiu's life state entered a certain subtle state.
The strong breath of life in his body began to become "weak", or it was restrained.
Yi Qiu could feel that he was in some kind of ethereal state now.
It was a bit quiet like meditation, but not that boring.
With the contraction of perception and the concentration of thoughts, Yi Qiu's vision at this time entered a certain dark realm.
That was not the chaotic void, but a deeper place in his body...
There seems to be something flowing in the silence and nothingness...
Is that an ancient call, or some kind of distant enlightenment?
Slowly, those things began to become clear...
Yi Qiu could hear the sounds that gradually became clearer and louder...
It was a deep call, a long river of roars!
They are shouting his name, or their own destiny!
"Yi Qiu!"
"Yi Qiu!"
"Yi Qiu!"
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The roars gathered together into some kind of violent force, under the unknown active tissue in units of hundreds of millions.
The call originating from the soul is gradually given a certain divine definition!
Vaguely, it seems that the temperature is gradually rising!
The weak call seemed to turn into fleeting sparks!
They rotated in the void, condensed, and then merged into an indescribable intensity!
In the trance, there seemed to be the sound of something burning!
It begins in primitive times, is carried by civilization, and glimpses of the rise and fall of life in the faint dusk...
But the burning substance does not bring suffering and lamentation.
Those things that have been preserved and accumulated in the passage of time are burning silently.
At this moment, they are the firewood leading to the sacred, and they are also the faded past.
When the mortal matter is burned away, the divine light is born!
And this is why the process of achieving divinity is called lighting the divine fire.
Naturally, it does not actually ignite a certain flame, but is a natural phenomenon that can barely summarize that great process.
To try to interpret and depict a corner of the sacred road.
Any words that can be preserved cannot carry one ten thousandth of the entire process.
It extends at the edge of mortal nature and spreads towards the mysterious realm beyond mortal nature.
Even the world of mortal nature is a mortal thing that cannot be explored in a lifetime.
It is too difficult and elusive to understand and clarify the vastness beyond this concept.
And it is even more difficult to succeed in trying to describe concepts that belong to other than mortal nature in words.
At this time, endless sparks were flying in Yi Qiu's concept of life.
They outline and extend a certain splendor that is difficult to describe.
That long flame, like the morning light of life, is full of gentle but difficult-to-look-at majesty!
There is no throne that begins in the sky, nor are there countless wonders belonging to other intelligent beings.
In this vast chaotic void, under the attention of perhaps a few spectators, Yi Qiu's priesthood was condensed!
At this time, the golden luster in his eyes began to transform.
He still had that golden light that was hard to look at, but it was no longer what it used to be.
Rather than saying that they were eyes endowed with a certain luster, they were eyes condensed by golden light.
As divinity gradually stabilized, the entire plane system began to convey a new name: