Ice apocalypse, I hoard tens of billions of supplies

The light that Deng Shentong held up allowed everyone to temporarily see the world in front of them clearly, but beyond this light was a darkness as thick as spreading ink.

It was as if something was compressing the light and preventing it from spreading out.

Fatty Xu muttered, "Master Deng, can't you turn on the light?"

Deng Shentong glanced at him and said with some dissatisfaction: "Do you think it's me who doesn't want to?"

He raised his head and narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of caution and fear of unknown things in his eyes.

"Something terrible has appeared, and my power has been suppressed by it."

Everyone stared at the sky above as if facing a great enemy.

The dark clouds covered everything in the world. The darkness was like an abyss, seeming to swallow up even the light.

There was a whistling sound of wind in my ears, as if billions of wild beasts were roaring in the dark clouds.

Liang Yue couldn't help but put his right hand on the hilt of the knife, his eyes sharp, ready to face the possible threat at any time.

Throughout the Chernobyl wasteland, no one's nerves were not tense.

Ever since Fremons's change, many things have appeared in this world that are beyond their common sense to understand.

And what can they do in the face of all this?

I can only face the unknown darkness like I do now, tightly gripping the weapons in my hands, waiting for the arrival of the unknown like a helpless child.

Behind the light gate, Tianyu Palace was disappearing.

At this moment, Zhang Yi felt relaxed all over, and the three of them felt as if they had received a refreshing baptism.

The 148 billion spiritual essences of the Yihen tribe were released from the Tianyu Palace, and they will eventually return to the ether.

Immersed in such a vast ocean of spirits, Zhang Yi felt as if he was back in his mother's womb, feeling comfortable and warm.

Many broken memories emerged in his mind, which were the past experiences of these Yihen people.

Like a breeze passing by, it quickly dissipated without leaving any trace in his mind.

Zhang Yi had the same feeling when he first entered the ether.

It’s like a dream. When you wake up, you don’t remember anything, but the feeling is still there vaguely.

The Yihen people are a race with the highest spirituality created by the Creator.

The mass of these 148 billion spiritual essences exceeds the total mass of the spirits in the entire universe today. Zhang Yi and the other two who were in the center were bearing the power of such an explosion!

At this moment, Zhang Yi finally understood why the manager looked disapproving when he asked for a reward.

After all, compared to such a grand baptism, all material rewards seem so insignificant!

Yang Xinxin closed her eyes, and her body had become almost transparent.

Under the baptism of endless spiritual essence, the body in the material world has become dispensable, and she has now become a creature of a higher dimension.

Itugal felt the changes in himself and shouted excitedly.

"Ah - this feeling, this is the feeling! It's so wonderful, I can feel myself transforming. Perhaps this is the opportunity for me to break away from the fifth-level life form and transform into the sixth-level super-dimensional life form!"

Suddenly, he burst into tears.

"Wrong, all wrong! The path that the Cang Yuan clan took was doomed to fail from the beginning."

The Crusader told him the nature of the material world.

The visible is powerless, and the invisible is powerful.

Spirit is the true meaning of the universe. Therefore, they abandoned the practice of improving their own spirituality and pursued the development of mechanical civilization, which was equivalent to embarking on an evil path that deviated from the great way.

No wonder they eventually met their destruction.

……

At this time, Zhang Yi was immersed in the ocean of spiritual matter. There was no change in his body. Only his essence, the [spirit] in his body, was growing vigorously.

He understood what the spirit of sacrifice and the source of God were.

When the spiritual essence returns to the etheric world, it will be separated from the energy that remains in the material world. This energy will be absorbed by other intelligent creatures, enabling them to complete their transformation.

The source of God is the impurities removed from the [spiritual essence]. This substance contains the life-long gains of intelligent creatures. Therefore, only intelligent creatures of the same species can absorb it and evolve.

But for intelligent creatures of other races, it has become a deadly poison.

Therefore, the Source of God can only enable people to break through the limitations of genetic locks.

The spirit of sacrifice is the purest spiritual power. Absorbing it does no harm and allows one's spirit to continue to grow.

Zhang Yi wandered in the torrent, while the four knights stood far aside, guarding everything they inherited from the Yihen tribe.

The Knight of the Crown of Thorns looked at Yang Xinxin, Yitugal and Zhang Yi, and his voice suddenly contained an ancient and distant emotion.

"How far can the successors who inherit our legacy go?"

“Can they find the answers to what none of us have been able to accomplish?”

The knight in the mad dog helmet sighed softly, "Difficult, difficult, difficult."

"If this world is all a fiction, and the meaning of our existence is arranged by the Supreme Will, then our existence is all false, so how can we break through?"

Having said that, his eyes showed confusion, and then he asked himself the same question that the administrator had asked during the initial trial.

“What is the meaning of life?”

No one could give him an answer.

They were tired of the same old routine and decided to leave, leaving the problems to future generations.

However, at this moment, the administrator's voice suddenly sounded above Tianyu Palace.

"Warning! The spiritual space is under attack from external forces and is about to be breached!"

Hearing this voice, the eyes of the four knights suddenly became fierce.

"Is it finally here?"

They didn't look surprised at all, as if they had expected this moment to come.

"Crack!"

Above the white sky, a black crack suddenly appeared in the sky. The crack grew bigger and bigger, and then it shattered with a "crack!"

The dome of the Tianyu Palace collapsed. The barrier of the Tianyu Palace, which was built with advanced civilization technology and existed for billions of years, was completely destroyed at this moment.

Outside the bright Tianyu Palace is an indescribable darkness.

The noise made Zhang Yi open his eyes and look over.

At this moment, he saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.

Above the sky, the barrier of Tianyu Palace was like an eggshell, with a hole broken open from the outside by a huge force.

Outside the hole, an indescribable, yet hideous and terrifying face appeared!

What kind of face is that?

It was unimaginably huge, and on that face as dark as the abyss, almost nothing could be seen, except for a blood-red vertical pupil located in the center of the forehead, which suddenly opened!

Behind him was a dark abyss, which was turning behind his head like the wheel of fate. A large amount of spiritual essence unconsciously dissipated along the damaged area.

Suddenly, a pitch-black arm popped out from the hole, and then stretched out. A large amount of spiritual essence was forcibly grabbed into his palm as if attracted by something.

Zhang Yi stared at the scene in amazement. When he grabbed it, he seemed to hear the wailing of countless spirits.

However, this may be his illusion, because the spirit that chooses to return to the ether and leave the material world will lose its own thinking.

With one grab, the dark monster grabbed at least hundreds of thousands of spiritual essences in his palm.

Then Zhang Yi saw a white cut on his black face.

He opened his mouth wide, each of his teeth was as sharp as a knife. He raised his head, stuffed all the spiritual essence into his mouth, and then swallowed it into his stomach with great enjoyment!

Zhang Yi was completely stunned by this scene. Although he was at a very long distance, he could still feel the size and terror of the monster.

He seemed to come from another world, and wanted to completely destroy the entire Tianyu Palace.

Zhang Yi also deeply felt the insignificance of his own life.

In front of him, all living beings seemed to be reduced to bait.

He realized what it was.

That is the failed work of the Creator, a terrifying creature that the Drucker could not wipe out even after the Creator sent down divine punishment several times!

"Boom!"

Zhang Yi heard the sound of thunder, as if some powerful will was descending from outside the dark sky.

An instant later, a huge beam of light descended from the deepest part of the universe, and then slammed heavily on the back of the dark Drucker giant!

"boom!!!!"

The light of the universe is vast, and its power makes Zhang Yi terrified across the long distance.

He, Yitugal and Yang Xinxin looked up at the scene, completely stunned.

The energy impact of that dimension has exceeded the limits of their imagination!

They knew that it was the Creator Kagago who took action!

But the dark Drucker blocked the Creator's attack!

The huge dark vortex behind him was spinning rapidly, as if it could devour everything in the material world.

Ling once said to Zhang Yi: Those guys can devour everything in the material world!

But Zhang Yi stared blankly at the dark Drucker giant.

That dark power and that huge black hole vortex made him feel extremely familiar.

That kind of power seemed to be of the same substance as his void power!

As for the power of the void, Zhang Yi had no idea where it came from.

Only when his spatial ability is improved to a certain level can he draw this power from the plane of the other dimension.

At this moment, he saw the giant Drucker fighting against the power of heaven. The huge dark vortex looked like a huge black sphere hanging high behind the giant Drucker, swallowing up the cosmic light sent down by the Creator.

Zhang Yi's body was shaking with excitement. That was what the power of the void should look like.

Powerful and dark, it can devour everything in the world!

A vast ocean of spiritual essence washed over Zhang Yi's body, and at this moment, a piece of text suddenly emerged in his mind.

"Hiding from the will of heaven, avoiding karma, all kinds of shackles entrap my true self;"

"Following the will of heaven and accepting the cause and effect, today I know that I am myself;"

"Once you realize the truth and see your true self, why should you fear the old shackles of the past? The shackles of the world are just dreams, without form or self."

This text comes from the original version of "Xinxue" by the sage Wang Shouren.

Since he got the scripture, Zhang Yi has always regarded it as a treasure. Unfortunately, his level of classical Chinese is limited, and his realm is not high enough. Even with Yang Xinxin's help in interpreting it, he can understand the literal meaning, but he can't appreciate it with his heart.

Until this moment, after 148 billion spiritual essences of the Ihen tribe washed over his body and purified himself, and after watching the giant god Druk fight against the might of the Creator, he suddenly realized something in his heart.