Above the gray fog

"Xiao Hai, Xiao Hai... Find her in the Tianhe River, let her live happily, and don't let her remember the past."

Shanhai's voice became weaker and weaker, and Lin Shan had to increase his strength, gathering all the vitality within a radius of several light years and injecting it into Shanhai's body. For him who has mastered the knowledge of life, it is not difficult to mobilize these vitality, but all he can do is maintain it. All things will eventually die. This is a rule that transcends the rules.

"Where is the Tianhe River?" Lin Shan asked.

"The second heaven... above the human race..."

Lin Shan nodded gently, his face calm, "I know."

"In fact, I didn't tell the truth at the beginning. I was the one who manipulated Xiaohai's birth." Shanhai's voice was low, as if he was lost in memories, "Xiaohai's predecessor was a wisp of the spirit of the extreme sea, named 'Lihai', who was my companion for several epochs. At the beginning, when the pioneer of your human race opened up hell, I saw the opportunity to let Xiaohai live again. I wove Xiaohai's existence into the rules of hell's reshaping, and then guided her soul to the East China Sea of ​​the human race at that time. In the end, your meeting with Xiaohai was not an accident, but I was..."

"None of this matters anymore." Lin Shan shook his head slowly, "Don't waste time on such things."

"That's right." Shanhai grinned and showed a wide smile, "I like a saying of your human race very much, but I also hate it."

"The love is separated by mountains and seas, and mountains and seas can be leveled."

As soon as this word came out, it seemed to carry all the emotions and wisdom of Shanhai, becoming the final chapter of its life.

The huge pupils of Shanhai gradually lost their luster, and the heavy eyelids slowly drooped.

At that time, Shanhai had completely lost its breath of life, and its magnificent soul was gone with the wind, dissipating in the endless river of time.

At the same time, the Shanhai magic that the people of the human race had relied on for a long time lost its effect, and the statues of the God of Shanhai enshrined in the tribe were all cracked and shattered into fragments on the ground.

Everything that belonged to the God of Shanhai was disappearing from this world.

A bright stream of light danced slowly in the huge underground cave. It seemed to have its own will, floating lightly in front of Lin Shan. This light sometimes condensed into a towering mountain with snow on the top, giving people an unreachable majesty, and sometimes it spread out slowly, turning into a vast ocean with rolling waves, recreating the vastness and gentleness of the sea.

This is the authority of the God of Shanhai, the authority of Sequence 1.

Lin Shan gently extended his hand, and the dazzling stream of light seemed to have life. It slowly responded to Lin Shan's call, gradually shrank, and finally condensed into a point in the air, quietly floating in Lin Shan's palm, with a hidden light, but without losing its blazing brilliance.

This authority has recognized him. If he wants, he can directly merge this mountain and sea authority after being promoted to sequence two.

But this is not his way. Although Shanhai did not say it explicitly, Lin Shan understood that the real owner of this authority is Xiaohai.

Lin Shan's mind moved slightly, and the source in his body moved in response, condensing into a simple palm-sized box. The mountain and sea authority seemed to understand Lin Shan's meaning, and without any hesitation, it autonomously drilled into the box.

Lin Shan closed the box, and fine lines began to emerge on the surface of the box, as if it was the outline of mountains and rivers, and the ups and downs of the sea tide.

The number of sequence one gods is so rare that it is an exaggeration. The fall of a sequence one made Lin Shan sigh.

Lin Shan reached out again and pressed his palm on Shanhai's nose.

One after another, complex spiritual ritual patterns unfolded around Shanhai's huge body, forming a closed seal that would isolate all creatures below sequence 3.

When he created the ritual pattern in Gougou Country, Lin Shan did a lot of research on spiritual rituals. Lingyi can use a force to pry almost all the power in the world. The conversion rate may not be 1:1, and the pried power will not be mixed with characteristics, but just pure elemental power can do a lot of things, such as sealing.

After sealing the corpse of the God of Shanhai, Lin Shan returned to the surface.

The perception spread outward for several light years, moving all the creatures underground within this range to the surface.

"The realm of rules." Lin Shan muttered to himself.

A gray light circle spread outward with it as the center, ten kilometers, one hundred thousand kilometers, one billion kilometers, one light year, five light years, twenty light years, twenty-nine light years! Completely covering the center of the human circle with a distance of ten light years.

Then it slowly sank and fitted into the boundary of the depth of 90,000 miles.

The boundary of rules in the third stage of Sequence 3 can be expanded to a maximum of 30 light years, which is also the maximum distance that his perception can extend, and this boundary of rules exists forever.

The sealing power that penetrated from the ground and made people sleepy only had a range of less than 10 billion kilometers. Lin Shan went to great lengths to spread the boundary of rules of 29 light years in order to prevent the scope of penetration from spreading and solve the problem once and for all.

With this boundary of rules laid underground, if Lin Shan wanted, he could destroy the human circle in an instant, but the billions of creatures living in this range would also make him uncomfortable.

Gods are born from human beings and are not enemies of human beings.

Resentment is a part of the balance of the gray fog universe and cannot be violated.

Of course, if Lin Shan really wanted to destroy a galaxy, the creatures of a galaxy would not be enough to kill him, and he had many ways to reduce resentment.

After arranging everything here, Lin Shan flashed to the second heaven.

There is indeed a suspended river here, the Tianhe River in Shanhaikou, which is suspended right above the human tribe's land.

The suspended river seems to be a miracle that has continued from the ancient legend of Shanhaijing to this day.

An egg floats on the Tianhe River, letting the illusory river water continue to wash it.

As if sensing Lin Shan's arrival, a crack suddenly appeared on the eggshell.

The eggshell slipped off, and a white hand stretched out from the hole.

Lin Shan flicked his finger, and a stream of light entered the eggshell, turning into a blue dress wrapped around Xiaohai.

The eggshell gradually broke, and a woman who looked to be in her twenties stared at Lin Shan in a daze.

"Crack..." She picked up the eggshell next to her and took a bite gently, "Where is Mr. Turtle?"

Her voice was crisp, like the illusory river water flowing in the suspended river, clear and pleasant.

She stood up, and between the eggshell fragments, blue silk was like a waterfall, and the dress fluttered gently with her movements.

"Dead." Lin Shan replied.

Xiao Hai blinked playfully, as if trying to recall something, and then suddenly smiled, "Mr. Turtle... maybe he went to participate in the tortoise and the hare race."