Worldwide Simulation Era

"I believe you. How can I not believe you? Your previous master was thousands of times more powerful than those three old fellows. How can they do anything to you?"

Lin Qiye was not trying to please Wan Meng.

Wan Meng's main body was a part of a divine weapon, after all. Although only a portion was left, it was intact and not damaged.

With the power of a Celestial, it was naturally impossible to injure a divine weapon.

However, a Celestial could easily kill a newly born spiritual consciousness. The purpose of the three High Gods was to restrict her development.

After the spiritual consciousness was separated from the body, it would be in a stagnant state.

Not long after Wan Meng was born, she had the power of the Human Immortal Realm. After a long time, she was still stuck in this stage.

On one hand, it was because the divine weapon was incomplete. On the other hand, it was because of the body's limitation created by the three High Gods.

Wan Meng's thoughts were simple. After she was not forced to acknowledge him as her master, she relaxed.

She knew the three High Gods would limit her growth, but she didn't care because she was under the protection of the Heavenly God Palace. She did not need to spend any effort to cultivate and strengthen herself.

Moreover, with the protection of the divine weapon, she could hide inside her body if she encountered danger. No one could do anything.

Of course, she did not expect the physical body could prevent her from returning to the divine weapon.

It was also because of this that when Lin Qiye caught her, she could not escape and could only choose to self-destruct.

"Hmph, it's good that you know."

Wan Meng placed her hands on her hips arrogantly. When she turned to look at Lin Qiye, she quickly scaled down her arrogance.

"However, it's all thanks to you. If you hadn't forced me to self-destruct and destroy my body, I might have really been controlled by that geezer in the future."

Wan Meng could not help but feel a lingering fear at the thought of being forced to recognize someone as her master.

Over the years, the members of the Heavenly God Palace had treated her so well that she had almost forgotten she had been forced to recognize someone as her master.

Lin Qiye looked at Wan Meng's relieved expression and was puzzled.

"You keep talking about that 'old man.' What about the other two? Was he the only one who forced you to acknowledge him as your master?"

From the beginning, Wan Meng only mentioned one person and did not mention the other two existences.

"Huh? You still don't know?"

Wan Meng was stunned by Lin Qiye's question for a moment before she reacted and hurriedly explained, "Oh, right, I forgot to tell you before. Those three are actually the same person."

"What? They're one person? Are you kidding me?"

Lin Qiye was in disbelief. He had personally experienced the strength of the three elders.

Each of their auras was different, and they were independent. How could they be the same person?

"Why would I lie to you? The other two are his Outer Dao Dharmas. Didn't I tell you? Over the past 100,000 years, he has tried his best to break through to the Supreme Realm. Those two clones are products of that process."

Lin Qiye was shocked.

The three High Gods of the Heavenly God Palace were one person, and two were the clones of the white-bearded elder!

He actually had two Dharma Bodies!?

What happened to it being extremely rare? How abnormal must one's talent and luck be to have two?

For the first time, Lin Qiye felt afraid of someone.

Although he had come into contact with stronger and more heaven-defying Dragonmen before, it was only the consciousness that remained in this world.

Its power was less than one-ten-thousandth of when it was alive.

But now, he was facing a real super expert.

Lin Qiye did not doubt it at all. If not for the abnormality in this world that prevented people from advancing to the Supreme Realm, that white-bearded elder might have broken through 100,000 years ago!

The more he thought about it, the more shocked Lin Qiye became.

In the Heavenly God Palace, there were several experts at the peak of the Celestial Realm. However, the longest they could live was only 20,000 years.

The white-bearded elder had lived for 100,000 years. He had even established the Heavenly God Palace and led the native tribes to repel the demons. The demons did not dare to appear for 100,000 years.

If such a terrifying existence targeted him, the chances of completing this simulation would undoubtedly be drastically reduced.

'Looks like he hasn't attacked me yet. It's most likely because of the demons.'

Lin Qiye was sure that the white-bearded elder had his eyes on him. He analyzed the situation and quickly deduced why he was still safe and sound.

It made him even more determined to leave the Heavenly God Palace and strengthen himself.

For the next few hours, Lin Qiye quickly recovered to his peak state with the large number of resources he had accumulated previously.

Lin Qiye asked Wan Meng to check his body. After confirming no marks were on his body, he immediately left the Heavenly God Palace.

"Let's go. We can't stay here any longer. We must rely on ourselves to deal with the demons in the future."

Just as Zhao Yan had said, when Lin Qiye proposed to leave the Heavenly God Palace, Zhao Yan did not stop him. Instead, she brought him and Wan Meng out of the secret realm.

Before leaving, Zhao Yan said to Lin Qiye solemnly, "Although I don't know where you're from, I sincerely thank you for everything you've done for this world."

Lin Qiye was now clearer than before.

He looked at Zhao Yan and smiled. "So this is the so-called 'antidote'? Consumables. Used and gone."

Zhao Yan was shocked. She did not expect Lin Qiye to understand her so quickly.

This time, Lin Qiye did not give her a chance to explain. "Don't thank me yet. My fate is in my own hands. I don't believe in fate. I only believe in myself!"

With that, Lin Qiye turned around and disappeared in a flash.

Looking at the afterimage left behind by Lin Qiye, Zhao Yan muttered in a daze.

"Is my fate in my hands..."

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