Time flies.
In the infinite dark space, within a huge destruction star, there is a world beast.
"Another 100 million epochs have passed." The beast opened his eyes, filled with emotion.
"Sure enough, there is no time in cultivation, time has passed in a blink of an eye, so fast."
One hundred million epochs may seem like a long time, but for cultivators in the origin continent, it is almost like an afternoon tea for ordinary people.
However, those ordinary beings in Wang Yi's small universe have already been replaced by an unknown number of generations.
After all, even a planetary level, the lifespan is not more than a thousand years.
After all, the life that a universe can accommodate is limited. Wang Yi broke through to the chaotic realm. Although the small universe has expanded to one trillion light-years in diameter, it is worth the thousand small universes before! Compared with the original universe, it is not too far behind.
But the reproduction speed of life is amazing, even he must limit this.
Those who can break through to immortality are always very few and very difficult, but below the world master, it doesn't matter, because the world master has a lifespan limit.
The world master, the energy absorbed by cultivation and the energy born in the world within the body all come from Wang Yi's small universe. Once they die, the energy will return to the universe, forming a cycle.
Wang Yi did not intend to make all life in his world immortal. Even if he has this ability, only the constant renewal of ordinary life and the continuous emergence of new generation of strong men can ensure the vitality of a universe, otherwise it will slowly decay. Wang Yi intends to use a long process to complete this change.
"Life in the Jin world is immortal when it reaches adulthood." But the Jin world that Wang Yi saw was essentially a very cruel world.
War and killing is the eternal theme song of Jinzhi World.
First, it is to select and cultivate the strong, and second, it is to control the number of lives.
And Wang Yi didn't plan to do that, at least before he became a **** king, before his small universe evolved to a certain level, he wouldn't do that.
To become a strong man requires consciousness, not being forced to create all kinds of tragedies. He thinks that is too distorted.
He will guide the beings in his universe to cultivate, while giving them the power to choose their way of life and their future path.
After all, in a sense, these beings born in his own universe are counted as his "children".
"Then you have enough children."
Wang Yi's small universe.
Wang Yi's incarnation of divine power, a man in a red robe, is walking with three beautiful women.
For Wang Yi, he feels that his small universe is very small, but for other beings living in the universe, this is already a vast and boundless world.
Wang Yi's real body is wandering in the continent of origin. At the same time, while his divine power incarnates to accompany his family, he will often walk in his own universe, observe and experience the lives of those beings, and relax his mind.
Over the years, under Wang Yi's deliberate training, his three wives have also broken through to the master of the universe.
In fact, the realm doesn't matter to them, because immortality means eternity. In Wang Yi's universe, they don't need to fight, they can get whatever they want.
"Kill!"
"The general said that if you kill the enemy on the opposite side, you will all be rewarded!"
In a plain, two armies were fighting, and the sound of killing was loud.
On the other hand, Wang Yi and the others hid and watched silently, with no intention of interfering.
Even Wang Yi's universe is not peaceful everywhere, there is war and killing.
It's just that the control is within a certain range, beyond that range, "God" will intervene.
It is even more forbidden for the strong to deliberately slaughter the weak, which is strictly prohibited.
The war that broke out here is just two ordinary countries in Wang Yi's countless worlds, with a combined population of only a few billion, which is similar to the population of Wang Yi's previous hometown on Earth. In this war on the plains, the troops on both sides were only a few million. For Wang Yi, who had a lot of knowledge, it was almost like a fight with a group of ants.
In terms of the level of force, it belongs to the "mortal kingdom", the strongest are only a few stars, and the others are apprentices.
It belongs to the kind that "gods" don't even bother to look at.
Only when you reach a certain level can you know the truth of this world.
As for these ordinary beings, even most of the world lords do not know that this world has a master and is created by a certain existence, but there are legends of the creator gods circulating in many places, but the legends are 108,000 miles away from Wang Yi himself. It's just an ordinary creation legend.
"It's obviously the same ethnic group and the same bloodline, but they are hostile to each other. They can't wait to exterminate each other. War is really a cruel thing..." Shen Yan sighed.
They have seen this kind of thing countless times over the long years, but they still feel it.
"Mortals also have their own wonderful things, but their lives are too fragile." Wang Yi shook his head. Why these people are fighting, Wang Yi can know the cause and effect with a single thought, so he never intervenes in this kind of thing.
The development of things is a process of accumulation of contradictions. When the accumulation reaches a certain limit, it will break out in the form of "war", and then the cycle will repeat.
"This is also the way the universe works..." Wang Yi looked at the **** battlefield, everyone was fighting for their lives, and Wang Yi could feel their strong and firm belief in seeing death as home. .
This has nothing to do with justice or evil, and it is not about saving the world, but everyone who participates in the battle understands why they are fighting, and keeps fighting to the death without regrets.
"Faith..." Wang Yi also felt something in his heart. He likes to walk in his own world and observe the life of life in his own world, because it not only relaxes his mind, but also helps his own practice.
This war in the mortal kingdom continued until one of the planetary-level commanders was completely defeated, the remaining army could no longer hold on, and the entire army was defeated.
Lin Youyu and the others had long since left, and Wang Yi's eyes were always watching the whole process, and he didn't look away until the last soldier who did not surrender was killed.
"Stick to the path you walk without regrets, even if you face death..."
Wang Yi looked at his own universe, thousands of worlds, countless beings, strong to immortal gods, weak to ordinary life, joys and sorrows, joys and sorrows, joys of life, the madness of death, the impermanence of things, and the variety of life.
"The world is wonderful because of you. Your existence is not meaningless." Wang Yi said silently in his heart.
His mind was immersed in his own universe and slowly transformed under the baptism of time.
Wang Yi's will has reached the top level of being a saint, and the next step is the will of a **** king.
To achieve the will of the God King, there is only one way, and that is spiritual transformation.
The power of the mind is the power of the will, which requires the mind to comprehend.
Most chaotic masters are stuck at this step, and there is no one in a hundred that can break through.
And even for Wang Yi, this is not something that can be accomplished overnight, and it will take a long time to transform.
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