I'm doing whatever I want in the time-stop world

"You..."

Hearing the ominous words, Qin Chuan's pupils shrank suddenly.

The other party's origin was completely beyond his expectations.

The loophole in the Sky Steps?

No wonder the ominous can easily control the remains of the administrator and the corresponding authority.

The gods created the Sky Steps, and the loophole is also a part of the Sky Steps, which means that the other party's essence is at the same level as the administrator, but without the powerful authority given to the administrator by the gods.

Now, the other party has obtained most of the administrator's authority, and with the help of the perfect body formed by the fusion of ten races by the ancestor of the Moon Spirit, he has gotten rid of the limitation of not having a physical body.

If he is allowed to master the authority in Qin Chuan's hands, the other party's strength may be stronger than the former administrator.

Qin Chuan's eyes flashed, and he quickly thought about countermeasures in his heart. He also secretly contacted Feng Yin and other strong men to inform them of the situation here.

After a moment, he suddenly spoke.

"The Yueling Clan has survived from the last ten thousand years to the present ten thousand years, and has participated in two race wars in a row. This should be related to you, right?"

"The Yueling Clan was not the winner of the last race war, and they should have been exterminated."

"You know a lot, and there is nothing wrong with the guess. The Yueling Clan did survive to this ten thousand years with my help." Wuxiang chuckled, "But the specific situation should be a little different from what you think."

"This is a very old story." A trace of reminiscence flashed in Wuxiang's eyes.

"My life span is the same as that of the Sky Dome Rank, and I am the oldest existence of the Sky Dome Rank. It's just that when the administrator was still alive, my power was suppressed and so weak that it could not be ignored."

"Poincaré is an ambitious guy, but under the suppression of the Immortal King, he can't see the hope of winning the race war."

"We reached an agreement by chance."

"The sudden rise of the Immortal King gave us hope of killing the administrator. Poincaré secretly encouraged other ancestors to come together and attack the Immortal King who had reached the second realm, and at the same time reported to the administrator, causing the Immortal King and the administrator to have a fight. ”

“Originally, it would not be so easy for the Immortal King to kill the Administrator, because under the authority of the Administrator, the Third Realm is nothing but an ant.”

“But, I secretly took action and used the power accumulated for hundreds of thousands of years to temporarily disable the authority of the Administrator for a moment.”

“The Immortal King cut off the head of the Administrator and gave me freedom. Killing the Administrator is a provocation to the gods. The Immortal King will surely die, and the Immortals will also be buried with him. Yue Ling will become the real winner.”

The ominous voice echoed in the dead silence of the Third Realm. Qin Chuan and Lin Yue’s expressions were already extremely solemn.

Even the death of the Immortals was the plot of the Ominous and Yue Ling ancestors?

"This plan was perfect, but we calculated everything, but we didn't expect that the Immortal King would dare to draw his sword against the gods." There was a bit of helplessness in the ominous voice, "This really angered the gods."

"When the gods are angry, countless corpses will be buried."

"He wants to kill all the races of the Sky Steps."

"Even the Sky Steps will be completely crushed by the gods."

He looked at the two with a playful look, "Put yourself in their shoes, if you just caught a few bugs and put them in a cage, wanting to watch the bugs kill each other to relieve their fatigue, but one of the bugs tried to bite you..."

"Would you smash the cage together?"

"But the Sky Steps still exist at this moment." Lin Yue said calmly.

"Yes, the Sky Steps still exist." Wuxiang's tone became gentle, "Because at this time you suddenly found that the other bug in the cage was very well-behaved and docile, and could even dance according to your instructions, which made you feel new fun."

"The ancestor of the Moon Spirit is the dancing bug."

"The Sky Steps were created by the gods. I know the gods' preferences and ideas. With my advice and help, Poincaré pleased the gods with the most humble attitude."

"The Sky Steps were preserved, and the Moon Spirits became the only living race."

"But they did not receive the smile of the gods, they were just the compromisers who were given a break by the gods."

Qin Chuan was silent for a moment, and then looked at Wuxiang.

"The war of races will end in more than two hundred hours."

"Once it ends, God will come."

"Aren't you afraid of being wiped out by Him?"

"If you have such thoughts, it means that you don't know God well enough, and this is also natural." Wuxiang grinned, "Listen, He doesn't care what will happen to the Sky Steps or what will happen to your world."

"If the loophole of the Sky Steps becomes the new manager, it will be a hassle-free thing for Him."

"So, we can actually cooperate." Wuxiang smiled, "Poincaré is dead, and the Moon Spirit Clan has no hope of winning."

"What the human race wants is nothing more than victory in this war of races."

"As long as you hand over the remaining authority of the manager, I will not attack you and the human race."

"You will win and get the smile of God."

"And I will become the new manager starting from the next ten thousand years."

"This is a win-win situation. All you have to pay is something that doesn't belong to you in the first place."

"Luo, you have enough time to think about it before the end of the war of races."

"Don't think about it." Qin Chuan said in a deep voice.

"I refuse."

"This is such a pity." The ominous smile gradually faded, "In that case, you will die in my hands."

"I will take away the remaining managerial authority from your body."

"You shouldn't have talked to me for so long." There was a hint of joking in his eyes, "Originally, I didn't fully control this body, and you still had a glimmer of hope of winning."

"But now, no more."

"Not necessarily." Qin Chuan said softly.

The next moment, the ominous expression suddenly changed.

His nearly perfect body suddenly trembled, and a ball of flesh sprouted from his chest.

Golden lines bloomed, and the distortion was instantly suppressed, but his expression became more solemn than ever.

"what have you done?!"

"You know, Lin Yue and I combined have the luck of the twelve races in the sky over the past 20,000 years." Qin Chuan said softly, "With the blessing of so much luck, some things that would have been impossible would have appeared. Things are likely to happen.”

"For example, you who always focused on me in the conversation just now didn't even notice that there was an extra player on the third level."

His ominous expression changed quickly, and he turned his head suddenly. When he saw a figure with blood-red skin and silver hair, his pupils shrank suddenly.

"you…"

"It's really... a disgusting fusion race. The fusion of life is not such a crude thing." The mysterious strong man who suddenly appeared looked ominous with disgust, "After all these years, Poincarelle still only learns from me. That’s all.”

"Thornstein?!" Ominously exclaimed, his eyes no longer calm for the first time, "You're not dead?!"

"Is it possible for an ancestor who can lead a race to reach the level of the sky to die so easily?" The man known as Thornstein chuckled, "Poincarelle's betrayal must have something to do with you, right?"

"It seems that our hatred is not small." A sharp flash of light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Qin Chuan, "I will take care of the body."

"That will be a big help." Qin Chuan smiled, "Let me take back his authority."

Ominous indeed has more authority than he does.

But he lacked background login permissions, which meant that all permissions could not be used normally.

As long as he doesn't enter the background, in terms of permissions, there is not much he can do to him.

This is also the reason why the other party uses clever words to try to induce him to hand over his authority.

Originally, the opponent's strong strength did pose a considerable threat to Qin Chuan.

But now with the help of Thornstein, the ancestor of the original Moon Spirit, things have become simpler.

"Damn!!!" Ominous roared angrily, but his body quickly collapsed under Thornstein's control.

"You shouldn't believe Poincaraire." Thornstein said with a hint of joking in his eyes, "His research on life is so crude that it makes me want to laugh."

"Although he has indeed made some progress over the past tens of thousands of years, I have never stopped making progress."

Xiang tried to attack Thornstein, but was completely blocked by Qin Chuan who suddenly appeared with his left hand.

Finally, with an unwilling howl, the ominous body completely collapsed and dissipated, leaving only a rotten and mutilated corpse on the spot.

"Is this the manager's corpse?" Thornstein said with a hint of envy in his eyes, "Unfortunately, I cannot obtain such power."

Qin Chuan calmly took a step forward and stretched out his hand towards the corpse.

"Stop! I beg you!"

The ominous voice came to his mind with a frightened voice.

"Being a manager means nothing to you. Managers will be imprisoned on the steps of the sky and will never be able to leave."

"This is a cage!"

"Give it up! Don't try to master such power!"

"You will become a pawn of the gods and you will never be able to escape!"

Qin Chuan turned a deaf ear and gradually approached the corpse with his hand.

The ominous voice became more and more frightening.

"no, do not want!!!"

"Buzz——"

With a soft sound, the corpse melted at the moment of contact, and golden lines covered Qin Chuan's body, and then slowly disappeared inside the body.

Complete manager authority was obtained by Qin Chuan at this moment.

He squeezed his hand, feeling the powerful power.

The ominous voice disappeared at some point.

But it's not gone entirely.

Qin Chuan raised his head, looked somewhere into the void, and waved his hand.

The unknown figure hidden somewhere in the background let out a scream, which instantly weakened 99% of its power.

Loopholes are left by the gods, and the administrator's authority can only suppress them, but cannot truly erase them.

But this was enough to make the ominous disappear for the time being.

After doing all this, Qin Chuan turned to look at Thornstein.

"The Yueling clan will eventually perish." Thornstein sighed, "In fact, in the last ten thousand years, we were no match for the Immortal King, so we should have perished."

"The Yueling clan may not be destroyed." Qin Chuan said softly.

"Huh?" Thornstein looked at Qin Chuan in surprise.

It is impossible for the human race to hand over the easy victory to the Yueling clan, and the Yueling clan's claim that failure can prevent the clan from being exterminated actually does not exist at all.

Qin Chuan's words at this moment mean...

Thinking of this possibility, Thornstein's expression suddenly changed.

Qin Chuan smiled calmly and spoke slowly.

"Are you interested in doing something big?"

——

[The war of races ends]

[Victor: Human Race]

Two lines of text appeared in front of all the living beings still alive in the Heavenly Vault, which meant that the 240-hour racial war had completely disappeared.

Countless living Moon Spirits cried bitterly, and the entire tribe was filled with an atmosphere of sadness and despair.

Is their race finally going to extinction?

A blood moon was reflected on the sky.

This time, without the help of any power, the first, second and third levels saw it at the same time.

The next moment, the blood moon began to gradually enlarge, and other things around it began to appear.

It was a face.

A face that covered the sky of the Sky Step, without sadness or joy.

The entire Sky Step was in His eyes, and the unpredictable power was enough to easily wipe out everything.

At this moment, the word "God" was concretized.

The pupils of the God turned, and then fell somewhere, looking at Qin Chuan in the third level.

"Human race... Administrator authority..."

"Very interesting."

There seemed to be a bit more human-like softness in His eyes. Although it was very faint, all living beings could clearly feel that He was smiling.

"As the victor, the human race retains the power at this moment and breaks away from the shackles of the Sky Steps."

"As for you, stay."

"The Sky Steps needs a new administrator."

"You are suitable."

At this moment, the boundaries of the three levels seemed to be connected, and all the human races of the first and second levels saw Qin Chuan's figure.

Their eyes fell on Qin Chuan.

"I won't stay." Qin Chuan smiled and slowly drew his knife, "You stay."

The moment the voice fell, Qin Chuan landed on the backstage and instantly slashed at the face of the god.

"You..." The smile of the god turned into anger in an instant. In the still world, He looked at Qin Chuan coldly, "I gave you the authority of the administrator. Do you think such power can threaten..."

"Puchi..."

The voice of the god stopped abruptly.

The long knife in Qin Chuan's hand pierced one of His eyes.

And He couldn't see Qin Chuan's movements at all.

"This is not the authority of the administrator." Qin Chuan calmly drew out the long knife and immediately pierced the other eye of the god.

"Do you feel it?"

"The resentment of the races buried in the Sky Steps."

"Ahhhhhh! You!" The god's eyes sprayed golden blood and roared wildly.

"Shut up, idiot." Qin Chuan said in a low voice.

The next moment, the long knife pierced the god's mouth.

The still space was full of angry roars and hearty laughter, echoing as Qin Chuan's knife pierced through the god's face.

"Administrator's left leg authority: information access."

"All extinct races are included."

"The Sky Steps have been opened for three hundred and sixty ten thousand years."

Qin Chuan's voice was calm and indifferent, "My authority comes from the anger and murderous intent of 3,600 races."

"My power is a fusion of the power of 3,600 races."

"My luck is the luck of 3,600 races."

"God is just a stronger person."

"Unfortunately, I am stronger than you now!"

With his last knife, he ended the god's life and then stepped out of the administrator's backstage.

The face of the god in the sky spurted out countless golden blood, and a golden rain fell on the entire Sky Steps.

Raindrops fell on the land of the first, second and third steps of the Sky Steps, and the dead lives were reshaped and became vivid.

——

Pincarel raised his hands in a daze, looking at his normal body, and was stunned for a while.

Hasn't he been backfired by the power of fusion?

Suddenly realizing something, Poincarel raised his head abruptly and looked at the familiar figure in front of him.

"You..."

"Bang!"

Sornstein punched Poincarel in the face with a heavy punch, followed by the second punch, the third punch...

After beating his former subordinate to the ground, he sat on Poincarel and spoke calmly.

"As an ancestor, you are qualified."

"I don't blame you."

"Then why did you... hit me?" Poincarel said in a low voice.

"Because I'm unhappy!" Sohnstein punched Poincarel hard.

So Poincaré was quiet.

"Look, isn't it amazing?"

Thornstein pointed at Qin Chuan in the air, with a smug look on his face, "A new god was born by integrating the power of 3,600 races."

"Hmm..."

"I did it!"

"Hmm..."

"You are far from that ability!"

"Hmm..."

--

"Hmm..."

Karma slowly sat up from the crystal coffin, as if she had been sleeping for an unknown period of time and had a very long dream.

"Karma, you're awake!"

The familiar voice brought her back to her senses. She trembled violently, raised her head, and saw countless familiar figures around her.

These figures all had vertical pupils at the center of their eyebrows.

They were her people.

Her parents, relatives and friends.

Suddenly, Karma turned her head sharply.

Behind her, a man in armor smiled gently at her.

The familiar moon-blue skin and silver-white long hair made Karma burst into tears instantly.

"Backland..."

--

On Peach Blossom Island, Immortal Qingyang opened his eyes and looked at the familiar figures that appeared one after another in front of him unexpectedly.

As the golden rain fell, he seemed to be aware of something, and suddenly turned his head to look at a sloppy man leaning against a pillar.

"Qingyang, bring me some wine."

"You are the Immortal King, how can you get drunk every day?"

"Stop talking nonsense, you want me to get drunk with this little bit of wine? That's all pretending! Do you know what pretending is?" The man took the wine pot from Qingyang's hand, raised the spout of the pot to his mouth, took a sip, and glanced at the golden figure in the air.

"The successor of my immortal race is something."

He touched the long sword at his waist, and suddenly had the urge to fight him for three hundred rounds.

"Please~ How can the Immortal King lose to the Human King?"

"That doesn't make sense!"

——

Countless races that were buried were restored to their original state at this moment.

In this bloody rain, they looked up blankly, and it took them a long time to gradually accept everything, and then there were hysterical roars and cheers, cheering for the rebirth of the race.

Qin Chuan looked at the creatures below, and suddenly waved his hand, and the three layers of the sky steps were instantly compressed into one layer, expanding at a very fast speed, and soon reached a hundred times the size of the past.

Entrances to various worlds emerged one after another, and countless dream worlds and material worlds were reshaped in his thoughts.

"From now on, there will be no more steps to the sky."

"This place is the world of all races!"

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