I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

The endless whirlpool of the heavens among all races, the boundary of the central realm.

The erosion front stretched extremely long, almost forming an airtight spherical barrier that enveloped the entire Central Territory without any dead ends.

"The transcendent one!

"

"Where is the Transcendent?! What is her position?"

The command center of the Black Disaster Army and the Wartime Supreme Council were drowned in boiling discussions, and silent fear spread wantonly.

Although they were unwilling to admit this fact, they vaguely had a bad feeling in their hearts.

"Quiet!"

"Hmph! Shut up, everyone—"

boom!

A towering figure with a dark purple body and eight arms roared. Each arm actually held a transcendent weapon. The aura of terror filled the air and oppressed everyone to shut up in silence.

"Wait, can't you accept the reality?"

"Buddha is a demon, Buddha, Buddha, Buddha! Apart from all races, how can there be such a thing among us!?"

As soon as these words came out, all the people on the other side of the black disaster were speechless. Some of them were unwilling to open their mouths, but they couldn't think of any words to refute.

For a moment, the entire parliamentary time and space became silent, and despair and fear turned into a substantial black mist floating back and forth.

It's over, it's completely over, that's the Transcendent, even if it's just a newcomer, it's not a supreme power that they can resist.

"Well, what should we do then? Surrender?"

"Surrender? Hahaha, idiots, are you all so naive? Do you really think there is still a way out now!?"

"Only one battle!"

"Pray! Use our most pious will to pray that Lord Transcendence can return, otherwise..."

"Let's all return to the void together!"

The Eight-Armed Bian'an looked crazy, waved his big hand, and shot out decrees one after another, and the highest orders were immediately conveyed to every corner of the Black Disaster Army.

The extremely huge black disaster army began to move, breaking through the "central domain boundary" with no regard for losses and no hesitation, like pitch black ink, infecting endless races and heavens in all directions.

The power of transcendence cannot be faced head-on. If they are gathered together, no matter how many battleships in the sky and existences on the other side are there, they will not be enough to kill the opponent.

For the current plan, Black Disaster made the only and best choice, which was to break it into pieces, tie itself to all races and heavens, and use the creatures of all races as protons to prevent the transcendent from using large-scale attacks. Means of killing.

This is also a choice made out of desperation. It is not a long-term solution, and it can only delay the detachment. The only way to break the situation is to pray that the detachment that disappeared on our side can suddenly return.

"Amitabha!"

Not long after Black Calamity left, Mingjing crossed the boundless distance and appeared on the battlefield. The eternal and transcendent will spread out, covering the boundless time and space of billions of super thoughts in an instant.

Although the movement of the Black Disaster army was fast, only two-thirds of them crossed the boundary of the central territory, and the remaining endless troops piled up outside, becoming lambs to be slaughtered.

"Cunning fellow, but pointless."

The bright eyes were slightly closed, the color of sadness and pity disappeared, and a demonic black light full of violence emerged.

"concept--"

With a gentle touch of clear fingers, the invisible threads of concepts are plucked, and with detached awareness, they are tampered with.

"The concept of life and death, life is death, death is life!"

In the area shrouded in clear consciousness, the concept of life and death is reversed. This kind of tampering method is very immature and is generally only seen in the hands of newly transcended people.

But even such a naive method is a disaster that cannot be resisted for non-conceptual creatures.

"No--"

“Ho ho ho!

"

Just in the blink of an eye, in the time and space of billions of super thoughts, the endless warships in the sky were suspended, and whatever they carried, whether they were the other side or low-level cannon fodder, were all destroyed in the boundless despair. Silently, the eyes The light returns to darkness.

As for those dead objects such as warships in the sky, divine weapons and sharp weapons, they suddenly seemed to come to life, twisting and squirming, growing facial features, strange limbs, roaring and screaming, and turned into strange creatures with chaotic consciousness.

Seeing this, Mingjing moved his mind again, and the reversed concept of life and death returned to normal. The "artifact creatures" with their stretched limbs returned to their original state. As for the dead black disaster creatures, they could no longer survive.

"Escape! Escape! Escape-"

"A transcendent one! He is really a transcendent one, run away!"

"

Among the battleships in the sky that fell into deathly silence, here and there, there were black disasters shooting out from the other side. More or less, they all held at least one weapon of transcendence.

The power of transcendence protected them and avoided harm from the concept, but that was all. Its dissipated divine light was on the verge of being broken, and it was obvious that its origin was about to dry up.

"Well, it's my first time to use the power of concept. I'm a little rusty and missed so many fish."

Mingjing shook her head and didn't care much. She glanced over and saw those who were running away from the black disaster on the other side. Their figures suddenly froze, and they were instantly shrouded in black flames. In the endless wail, they were annihilated together with the weapon of transcendence in their hands.

Weapons of detachment may be strong or weak, and any plant or tree that is contaminated with the breath of a detached person can be called a weapon of detachment.

For example, the stone slab that Yongzhi Jehovah stepped on and the footprints left behind are all regarded as supreme holy objects and are fought over, and the Weeping Blood carefully crafted by Bai Donglin. Both of them are tools of transcendence, but their strength is weak. The gap is like cloud mud.

Obviously, the hands of those on the other side of the black disaster are all rubbish, which cannot block the gaze of the transcendent Mingjing.

After wiping out such countless black disaster creatures, Mingjing was still neither sad nor happy. After confirming that nothing was missing, he walked to another corner of the battlefield and repeated his old tricks.

Silent killings, complete crushing from the power level, and every moment, large areas of black disaster were annihilated. It didn't take long for the time and space beyond the boundaries of the Central Domain to be wiped out.

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This is something that Mingjing has just broken through, and the coverage of his consciousness is limited. Otherwise, it can be solved in one go, so there is no need to go to such trouble.

As for the black disaster that has invaded the Central Territory, it will be much more troublesome to eliminate it. After all, innocent people cannot be harmed and concepts cannot be tampered with unscrupulously.

But fortunately, the human army has arrived, and with its help, Mingjing's speed of eliminating the black disaster has not slowed down much.

In particular, there is a scarlet long sword and a black and white disk, which is very terrifying when killing Black Disaster. Compared with the pure and silent killing, the cruelty makes the other side of Black Disaster even more frightened.

…

Any existence, including the transcendent person Ming Jing, cannot perceive the place. Every time the other side dies, whether it is a black disaster or a creature of all races, an invisible force will inexplicably emerge from the depths of its consciousness, taking away the lost sustenance. The self-awareness that was about to dissipate was swallowed "in one bite".

Endless, the consciousness of the other side, pulled by the power of the vortex that is integrated with logic, crossed many layers of time and space, and descended on the land of gray silence, on the small back mountain of the only true world, all gathered in Bai Donglin's body.

Bai Donglin's eyes were closed tightly, and he was silent, just like thirteen infinite epochs ago, without any change, but the agitation in his body surpassed all others.

The consciousnesses on the other side are all eight realms of consciousness that can be "made out of nothing". They are extremely precious and valuable. At this moment, they are like light points gathering into a river, arranged in a strange matrix, suspended above the whirlpool of the heavens in Bai Donglin's body.

Every moment, every particle of consciousness light can create a vast world of material energy out of thin air, and then be swallowed up by the whirlpool of the heavens.

The "Humanoid Battery Project" provided Bai Donglin with inexhaustible energy. The constantly opening up heavens immediately grew to their peak as soon as they were conceived. The "Goddess of Pregnancy Casting Demon Scripture" has been practiced To an unimaginable level, it even vaguely surpasses the size of the endless whirlpools of all races.

Such majestic and vast vortex power greatly accelerated Bai Donglin's control of the source point. At this time, he was only one step away from completely controlling the source point.

"Logical white light, your power belongs to me!"

"well--"

"Hurry up and hurry up. After all, I am the first one. The Black Light of the Origin gave you a chance, but it's a pity that you couldn't seize it!"

With a faint sigh, Bai Donglin, who seemed to have traveled through eternity of time and space, and who had been silent for endless years, slowly opened his eyes. In the boundless pure white, there were endless bright spots of light suspended.

They are the source points, the core of the heavens, closely connected with each heaven. The logical power of white light is divided and controlled by them, and then controlled by Bai Donglin's hands.

This is the only and most perfect way to control the power of logic without swallowing the white light and without destroying the foundation of the human race.

——Concepts are restricted by logic. The reason why logic is invalid is not the concept, but a subjective misinterpretation.

——The power of logic, above detachment, is the ultimate power at the end of the concept.

Bai Donglin stood up slowly, looked up, and felt something in his heart. He could now do almost anything that did not involve the seven-color divine light.

He has even broken the paradox of omniscience and omnipotence!

The paradox of omniscience and omnipotence: that is, an omniscient person cannot know things that he does not know, and an omnipotent person cannot do things that he cannot accomplish.

It may sound a bit convoluted, but to give a simple example, the omniscient and omnipotent cannot create a stone that cannot be lifted by itself based on the certain facts without sophistry.

"Confirmed facts without sophistry": Don't play tricks like your self in the next second being countless times stronger than you were in the last second, and don't count any low-level stuff that distorts reality, but the real time and space scale. In reality, you cannot create a stone that you cannot lift.

This is the paradox of omniscience and omnipotence.

At this moment, Bai Donglin broke this paradox. He could create a stone that he could not lift, and at the same time, he could lift the stone without any sophistry.

As mentioned, this completely violates logic. The two are simply in conflict with each other and are impossible to happen.

"It's not logical, that's right!"

"This is the power of logic, infinitely great and incredible!

"

With a smile in his eyes, Bai Donglin slowly opened his palms, lowered his eyes and stared. With a thought, the entire realm of emptiness, including the tiny black and white whirlpools in the sky, was held in his palm. With another thought, everything Back to normal again.

"Oh, it's boring. I'm completely invincible."

He shook his head and sighed, but he couldn't hide the pride in his heart. Then he looked deep into his consciousness and saw the seven-color divine light that was closely connected to him.

"Of course, except for you, but it's almost..."

"Yuanchu Black Light, you have to work harder!"

Bai Donglin couldn't wait. He couldn't imagine how strong his strength would be after swallowing the black light of logic.

Everything is arranged.

In this life, I will be able to perfectly solve the seven-color divine light!