Flying past the black hole itself, Lin Nuo flew directly out along the torn irregular membrane wall hole, and came to the legendary cosmic sea!
"Phew, what a strong pressure!"
As soon as he entered the cosmic sea, Lin Nuo felt a powerful pressure acting on him. This pressure would make ordinary cosmic overlords feel very strenuous.
The Cosmic Sea is the name of the practitioners in this world. It is actually an endless ocean composed of chaotic air currents. It is not an exaggeration to call it the Chaos Sea.
It's just that the chaotic airflow in this cosmic sea is countless times wider than the chaotic airflow in his inner universe. Even the wisps of somewhat viscous chaotic airflow are stronger than the chaotic mist in the inner universe in terms of density and energy level.
Quite a few.
Chaotic airflow can be said to be the cradle of the universe. It is also the most elementary and primitive state of all energy known today. However, this kind of chaotic airflow with extremely complex components is not actually very suitable for monks to practice.
, because the energy level is too high and too primitive, the efficiency of converting it into divine power is not as fast as directly absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth.
According to the Sanqing clones, only high-level monks who have reached the Daluo Jinxian level in the great prehistoric universe can absorb chaos energy on a small scale to temper their bodies and smelt their magic power.
As for what realm Daluo Jinxian belongs to, the Sanqing clone did not introduce it in detail, but said that he will naturally know it after he steps into the true god realm.
After walking out of Toya's black hole, Lin Nuo followed the mark on the map and entered a safer wormhole.
A few days later, as soon as he walked out of the wormhole, Lin Nuo saw a huge celestial body not far away in the void in front of him. The huge cosmic membrane wall stretched out, with no end in sight.
It's just that the cosmic membrane wall was too broken. At a glance, he saw hundreds of broken irregular holes and cracks, allowing chaotic airflow to completely travel through the cosmic sea and the cosmic membrane wall.
This should be a small universe conceived by a true god-level powerhouse. Unfortunately, an existence that could be called immortal in the original universe could not escape the reincarnation of fate in the end and had already fallen for a long time.
The universe left behind after the other party's death is now in dilapidated condition and has been eroded by the chaotic airflow. It is estimated that in another few hundred million years, this small universe with a diameter of 100 million light years will be completely destroyed.
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It is said to be a small universe, which is relative to the original universe with trillions of light-years, but compared to Lin Nuo's inner universe, the area of this broken small universe is still several times larger.
Looking at the broken small universe in front of him, Lin Nuo couldn't help but feel emotional.
In the past, he also speculated that the monks from the Zhetian World had an advantage in terms of combat power, and the monks from the Devouring Plane were better at saving lives, but now it seems that the gap between the two sides is actually not big, except for the difference in longevity.
The two worlds have reached the same destination by different paths. Cultivating to the realm of true gods or worldly immortals is actually the path of realizing the Tao through strength.
The world of Zhetian takes the path of cultivating the body, comparing itself to a complete universe, constantly tempering the body with the method of Zhetian, and achieving enlightenment on its own.
Although monks in the Devouring Plane focus on genetic transformation and evolution in the early stage of their cultivation, there are many ways to achieve the same goal. After reaching the realm of true gods, they also focus on creating a universe that they have complete control over. When fighting others, they have the foundation of the universe as a backing.
, least afraid of a war of attrition.
To be honest, in Lin Nuo's view, the cultivation systems of the two worlds are already extremely complete. Unless the time and space coordinates of the two worlds are connected and the monks from the two worlds fight across planes, it is really hard to say which one is stronger and which one is weaker.
"It's a pity that the great road was not completed and fell halfway!"
He sighed with some regret. Beings like this who have stepped into the realm of true gods and cultivated a small universe have actually begun to embark on the road of realizing the Tao through strength.
However, the road to prove the Tao with force is too difficult. A slight negligence will lead to the death of the Tao. In Lin Nuo's impression, there seems to be no one except Luo Feng, the protagonist of fate, in this whole swallowing starry sky plane.
Monk, go to the end on this road!
With a sigh, Lin Nuo took a step forward, followed the gap that had been torn apart by the chaotic airflow, and stepped into the damaged small universe.
Broken space debris, there are continental fragments among the space debris, huge mountains are floating, and some huge broken corpses are also floating.
When we looked at it from the outside just now, this small universe only had cracks everywhere and was in a state of damage. But now after entering the inside, at a glance, the entire universe is in the process of collapse. From time to time, the membrane walls of the universe fall off, and those
Space debris occasionally collides with each other and breaks apart again, causing some continents to fragment more densely.
In this small universe, the aura of destruction is permeating all the time, and it is completely silent, with no life at all.
Walking in the void where the space occasionally collapsed, Lin Nuo was silent for a while. Then with a thought, the ink dragon gun appeared above his head out of thin air. After circling in the air for a few times, it suddenly transformed into a long ink dragon, like a dragon entering the sea and swimming.
In a sea of destructive power.
"This kind of place with extremely violent fluctuations of destruction is not suitable for cultivation, but it does have some benefits for the Black Dragon Spear to absorb the aura of destruction and temper the power of the spear!"
The Black Dragon Spear is Lin Nuo's natal treasure. He once refining the Black Dragon Spear in the perfect world, and then sent it into the chaos of the inner universe for tempering. He also absorbed the Qi of the Creation of Heaven when the inner universe was created. At this time
Its power is comparable to the top treasures, and is only weaker than the imperial weapons in the world of Zhetian.
Today, the small universe in front of him is filled with the aura of destruction and death. For other cultivators, it is an abandoned place that they are afraid to avoid, but for Lin Nuo, it is the best place to refine the treasure of his life.
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According to the three pure clones, when the heaven and earth first opened and the universe was first born, there would be the air of opening the sky, which can also be called the black and yellow air; and when the universe collapsed and shattered, there would also be the birth of the air of destruction. This kind of power,
Intangible matter, but real existence, in the ancient times, it was called the aura of the end.
These two mysterious and profound powers are difficult to absorb for cultivation, but they are the best divine materials for improving the level of treasures. If there are enough of these two powers, they can even go against the innate and upgrade acquired spiritual treasures to innate spiritual treasures.
The reason why Lin Nuo entered the cosmic sea was not only to find out the news about Xiu'er, but also partly because he came for the damaged small universes in the cosmic sea.
Sitting cross-legged in the void, Lin Nuo made seals with both hands, and the mysterious ancient immortal characters turned into Dao patterns and merged into the ink dragon gun. The next moment, the originally dark gun body was suddenly filled with red-gold flames, and the flames were rising.
It's like the divine chains of order unfolding, entangling the destructive airflow escaping around the spear, and pulling it towards the gun body...