Mythological origins

Daluo is the name of the tenth-order life form in his imagination. It is the actual nebula life and the ultimate "quantity" in the single universe.

In Bai Mo's model, the Spirit of Creation and the Spiritless are classified as the eleventh order, because their existence has surpassed the limitations of the single universe and entered the realm of the multiverse.

Only by reaching the tenth order and becoming the ultimate quantity in the single universe can one be qualified to save his life in the aftermath of the confrontation between the two, although it is only to hide in his own universe to save his life.

"It seems that they are not so easy to be fooled." Bai Mo muttered to himself as he looked at the two small wounds on his hand that looked like marks.

Those were the things that just came from the parallel world with the last words.

The one on the left hand came from the Spiritless.

The wound on the right hand came from the Spirit of Creation.

That was an attack from them, or more accurately, a test.

Test whether he is qualified to be a chess piece.

With Bai Mo's current size, he can really walk into their sight.

As long as he touches the wound on his hand, the corresponding test will begin.

If he could successfully pass the test, he would have completed the team standing.

As for failure...

...

But he was not very interested in this kind of thing for the time being.

What Bai Mo was more interested in at the moment... was the power of Taoism.

Because there was some information left on both wounds, each of which included a method of alleviating the power of Taoism.

In other words, this power of Taoism was not actually something that one of the two had created!

He had guessed wrong before.

The truth of this world might be a little different from what he had guessed.

"Strength, I need stronger strength to be qualified to know the answer." After finding out that he had guessed wrong, Bai Mo's curiosity was once again aroused, and he had a rare urgent need for strength.

In the past, because he had always been pushed by the power of Taoism, Bai Mo did not have too much obsession with strength, and even felt a little uncomfortable with the uncontrolled rapid strengthening.

But now it is different.

On the one hand, the surging power of Taoism was almost completely led by him to the three corpses, at least it was no longer a death warrant for the time being.

On the other hand, he wanted to have stronger power to satisfy his curiosity.

…

"When will they be resurrected?" Farel asked quietly.

As a ghost fairy, she could "see" billions of causal lines starting from Bai Mo and connecting all the people of the Blue Star.

As long as these lines are there, the people of the Blue Star, even if they are beaten into atoms, can be resurrected intact later.

In a sense, they have been assimilated by Bai Mo into his own clan.

This is the power of the martial arts immortal.

So for the martial arts immortal, it is meaningless to threaten with weak hostages.

Because the causal threads are connected, people below the fifth level can be resurrected as their clan at any time.

Hostages? I'll kill them first and resurrect them later.

…

"Apocalypse."

Bai Mo did not answer, but just said a name that seemed to be a move.

Along with the words, a tiny light spot appeared.

The light spot was suspended in Bai Mo's hand, looking harmless.

However, the next moment, this light spot emitted a bright light like a supernova explosion!

That was the ultimate strong light that even eyelids and palms could not block.

Even though the people on the water mirror had closed their eyes in advance, the world in their vision was still covered with white.

It was too bright.     The eyelids alone could not block it.

Even if they used their hands to cover their eyes in an unseemly way, they still could not block the vision from turning white.

The endless light rippled around for a long time, and it slowly dissipated when the eyes of the lucky traversers who watched gradually recovered.

There seemed to be only a void in front of them.

Only a few true immortals who could directly observe the subatomic particle scale knew what was going on.

Some new neutrons and protons appeared between Bai Mo's index finger and thumb.

A powerful invisible force field, while binding them, also provided them with kinetic energy.

When the new particles continued to accelerate and collide.

Helium was born.

The first fusion of elements occurred.

"Postnatal Creation Avenue?" Although Wei Wuya knew almost nothing about physics, he still guessed something based on his experience and knowledge.

"This is the true Dao of the Dao Master... It's something that only happens once in a million years. How much you can understand depends on your own opportunities." He was in a very good mood because of the great opportunity, and he casually reminded Jin Guangshui Jing and others who were also holding amulets and following behind.

In the Yuanyang Realm where they were born, the strongest was only a god, so this kind of thing was indeed rare in a million years.

...

Between Bai Mo's fingers, helium began to fuse again.

Lithium beryllium boron carbon appeared.

Then came nitrogen, oxygen...

One element after another was born in the frenzy of light and heat.

Until iron.

Fusion after iron no longer releases energy.

So a huge amount of spiritual energy was input into Bai Mo's fingers.

Countless substances were generated.

The planet gradually took its prototype.

After hundreds of breaths, a "lifelike" blue star appeared between Bai Mo's index finger and thumb.

"Wait, something seems wrong." Master Shuijing saw the end and suddenly found a problem.

"What's wrong?"

"How big is that planet?!"

From their perspective, the entire process of the planet's generation has been suspended between Bai Mo's fingers. Visually, the size is at most equivalent to a small glass ball.

But is this reasonable?

That is the performance of the acquired creation path.

Will only create a glass ball?

"You are very good. You are the first one among them to react." Farrell, who was holding a small umbrella in space, closed the umbrella and then flashed it in front of Master Shuijing's eyes.

Then, he saw the most shocking scene in his life in the past few decades:

The planet in front of him is actually as big as the whole world!

All of them are actually standing on the land of the planet.

And this planet is actually between the two fingers that span the sky and the earth!

They are roughly standing at the equator of the planet, and the two giant "finger"-shaped shadows are located at the north and south poles.

Looking south, the edge of the horizon is the boundary of the thumb.

Looking north, the edge of the horizon is the boundary of the index finger.

"Is this your true form?" Yun Jie could see much more than Shui Jing and the others. He clearly sensed that an illusory giant, who was holding the earth between two fingers like a glass ball, was staring at him quietly.

"How could the True Yang Star Lord be only the size of Jupiter? He is just an incarnation."

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