This endless world

——Unable to answer.

At this moment, Yang Yun truly experienced what the "weight of time" meant.

When Yang Yun read The Beginning of Death, his favorite parts were the last volume of the book, which was the memory fragment of Pei Jiao facing Fuxi before his self-annihilation in his inner world. At that time, Fuxi asked Pei Jiao a very similar question when he wanted to seek Fuxi's power to defeat Gong Yeyu, the Hand of God...

"I will not give my power, knowledge, and memory to a coward like you. Although you have understood the way in your heart, you do not have the strength to carry it out. So... defeat me here!"

"Use your power, your power as Pei Jiao, to show me what I have gained by abandoning everything and completely annihilating myself..."

"Is it a hope, or is it the law of heaven, this destiny, that high and mighty being laughing at my stupidity and incompetence?"

At this moment, the words in the book have never been so vivid and resounding in his ears. Facing Yi Qi, who is similar to Pei Jiao in the past, but completely different, and the questions that have been buried in his heart for countless billions of years, Yang Yun can't give a corresponding answer immediately...

"I--"

"If you can't answer, there's no need to force yourself."

Unexpectedly, before Yang Yun could speak, Yi Qi spoke first, blocking the words he wanted to say. The young man, who had the same appearance and temperament as Yang Yun, shook his head and took the initiative to say: "From the beginning, I never expected you to give me a perfect answer that could convince me... After all, your true identity is still unknown."

"Perhaps, you are really the reincarnation of Nong. Or maybe, you are someone else who accidentally obtained Nong's memories. More likely, you are one of the backup plans prepared by him before he left the multiverse, just like me... But in any case, without the memories I just mentioned, you have not yet come up with your own answers, and you have no absolute obligation to answer the questions I asked."

As if the heavy question just now was just an illusion, Yi Qi actually showed an understanding attitude, which made Yang Yun a little stunned. But he quickly reacted and asked the most critical question at the moment: "So, why did you join the Devil Team?"

"On the one hand, I have to meet you in person and ask you the question I just asked..."

Yi Qi raised his head again after answering this, and pointed to the two round fruits that were coming from the other side and almost entered the atmosphere: "On the other hand, they came for 'him'."

"After all, since 'he' and 'he' who are outside the main god space are about to come..."

"Then it also means that the two people who originally had the status of positive and negative protagonists in the main god space are about to decide the final victory or defeat."

…

Fight.

Two men going in opposite directions and on opposite paths are fighting with all their might and regardless of the consequences.

The figure turned into a tangled tornado, the sword edge shattered the clouds in the sky, the knife light split the ground into pieces, and the space within an unknown radius was turned into an inverted galaxy by the collision of energy, and was folded, twisted, and completely deleted in the battle between the strong.

At this moment, the aftermath of the battle stirred the surrounding space, and the battlefield had completely turned into a chaotic vortex. This vortex was spinning at a seemingly slow, but in fact unmeasurable speed, sweeping everything around it, as if it was going to draw everything in, like a natural abyss that swallowed everything.

And in the very center of the battlefield, there was a vibration that seemed like thousands of sounds combined into one, as if two prehistoric beasts that could destroy everything were fighting there with all their might, venting the endless power in their bodies, shattering time, erasing space, and smashing all existing things into the smallest particles, completely destroying everything.

One can see that the Emperor Yu Xuan Gui in Zheng Zha's hand draws the water of the Nether River to extinguish the raging black flames around the replica Zheng Zha's body; one can also see that the replica Zheng Zha's pitch-black evil fire burns the gorgeous dragon scales wrapped around Zheng Zha's body, turning them into ashes.

One can see that the Seven Hells Dragon Abyss in the hands of the replica Zheng Zha slashes out a sword of "death", which extinguishes the light of the Heavenly Dragon on Zheng Zha's body; one can also see purple lightning roaring across the sky like a mad dragon, slashing out all the monstrous evil spirit of the Ten Perfect Demon Soldiers.

The creation of the world versus the end of the universe, the sky-walking dragon counteracts the abyss of falling into oblivion, the Nine Heavens Thunder Blade collides with the Ten Perfect Demon Soldiers, Emperor Yu Xuan Gui confronts the Seven Hells Dragon Abyss, the Dragon Enjoys the Glory and fights against the Soul Bound in the Nether River...

Time, space, energy, body, main god enhancement, self-created skills, spiritual light, the prototype of the holy way...

They attacked each other, defended each other, and eroded each other, just like primitive beasts biting each other, devouring each other's flesh and blood, overwhelming each other's beliefs in all aspects from body to mind.

Everything seemed to be concentrated in this fateful battle that was destined to decide the winner.

However, no matter how long the road is, it will eventually come to an end, just like no matter how fierce the battle is, there will eventually be a moment when the winner is decided.

"It seems that our strength is almost on the same level."

Zheng Zha, who was covered in wounds, put away the Nine Heavens Thunder Blade and Emperor Yu Xuan Gui, which had been dented and damaged in countless fights, and laughed as he did before the battle, completely ignoring the countless bloody scars on his body: "You and I should have reached our limits... So, is it time to decide the winner?"

"...Humph, I don't want to share the same idea with you, but this time, you are right."

The replica of Zheng Zha made the same move as Zheng Zha, put away his two weapons and snorted coldly, responding: "Next, it's the end."

"I didn't expect that you would force me to use this trick."

"What do you mean? Do you have any hidden tricks?" Zheng Zha frowned and asked.

"It's not a hidden move, but I haven't completely learned this move yet."

Placing his hands on his chest, the clone Zheng Zha made a gesture as if he was gathering strength, and said coldly: "I must first explain in advance that even I cannot fully control this move. But correspondingly, its power will be unimaginable. Even you will never survive..."

"…Wait, you said 'learn'?"

Hearing this, Zheng Zha frowned immediately: "From what you said, this move is not your own skill? But you learned it from someone else?"

"It's a skill I created myself, but the source of it was taught to me by a guy... I don't know how to describe it."

At this moment, Zheng Zha actually saw a brief hesitation on the face of the replica Zheng Zha, as if he was looking for words to describe the teacher he was talking about. But after trying hard, the replica Zheng Zha still gave up helplessly: "What he taught me is not so much a move as a state of mind. Based on this state of mind, I created this move that scares me, and it is called..."

"Original Darkness - The Return of Darkness." (End of this chapter)