No communication at all.
Xiangtuo Mo could only feel cold sweat breaking out.
Suryaâs epitaph also symbolized that he would be buried in this death.
"The God of this world, did he actually cross a span of thirty thousand years and defeat our Chaos Gods Eraâs Surya?"
"Similar histories would clearly give birth to similar Gods, but to be strong to this extent."
This left the God of Knowledge silently looking at the Parallel Space-Time, with thoughts lingering, unable to calm.
"Although our Surya came across worlds at an innate disadvantage, only by entering the seventh form of the Goddess of Destiny could he momentarily recover to a God, but this is definitely not the reason for losing..."
An incredible notion floated to mind.
Xiangtuo Mo wasnât excessively sad or happy.
Because he had witnessed too many Divine Spiritsâ departures during the Chaos Sun Era, and Gods were just one among them.
"Perhaps, God Surya has already had his fill of enjoyment."
Xiangtuo Mo turned to the departing God Li Wei in the Death World, "This outcome is not bad either."
It seemed that with the disappearance of a certain fate power, Xiangtuo Moâs figure also gradually blurred, being forcibly returned to his own parallel world.
"We lost."
"The Longevity God of our world, didnât choose to appear? But indeed, if he came to this world, his power would also vanish."
...
Hahaha!
We won!
The sound of cheers roared from the mouths of the survivors.
"Even the God from the Otherworld was defeated by us!"
"So cool."
"What should we do next?"
"Clean up the battlefield, mop the ground."
"Huh?"
Countless people happily discussed.
They felt as though they had witnessed a legendary event from the Peak era, something they could boast to future generations.
The battle of the eleventh trial seemed to be ending.
The whole world seemed to continue ascending dimensions, with the halted train resuming its journey to the next ultimate destination.
The twelfth trial.
But at this moment, everyone felt that the process of going to the final dimension upgrade of the twelfth trial became very slow.
"It seems like it will take a long time to reach the ultimate twelfth trial?"
"Donât know how strong the enemy is."
"So, where did God Li Wei go?"
"Probably went to recover."
"Wait a minute, even the God is severely wounded, we have no means to resist the twelfth trial now."
An inner fear continuously arose, causing a severe sense of terror within their hearts.
Half a month later.
The recuperated God Li Wei reappeared before everyone.
It seemed Surya inflicted not small injuries on him, as he had just recovered from the side effects of that bizarre and powerful transformation, and addressed everyone:
"The twelfth trial will not come anytime soon."
"Because the twelfth trial symbolizes the ultimate dimension upgrade of the world, and this is related to the reopening of Chaos."
Only then did the gods realize.
So thatâs how it is!
No wonder those people invaded only the eleventh trial, and not the twelfth.
The twelfth trial must wait until Chaos engulfs the entire world before the final dimension upgrade trial can be completed.
Doing the math now, even if this battle between the two Gods expanded Chaos by over seven thousand times its area, the time for the twelfth trial to commence is still far away.
However.
The world after the dimension upgrade of the eleventh trial is already very advanced.
The worldâs bottleneck and upper limit have been significantly elevated.
The difficulty of breaking through the seventh tier has almost been reduced to the difficulty level of breaking through the sixth tier.
"Itâs enough, enough for us to enter a mature era of seventh tier eruptions."
"Hahaha, wonderful, it turns out the twelfth trial wonât come."
...
On the other side.
In the parallel world Xiangtuo Mo returned to.
His mind was still replaying that desperate and shocking battle.
However, this timeâs failed cross-dimensional migration also meant they had nowhere to go, leading to ultimate extinction.
At this moment.
Xiangtuo Moâs form suddenly flickered, finding himself brought before the Longevity Tree.
Inside the palace of the Longevity Tree.
In front of the Longevity God was a wooden coffin, inside lay a wounded God Surya, riddled with scars and holes.
This moment, Surya had his hands clasped in front of his chest, in a state of unconsciousness.
"How is this possible?" Xiangtuo Mo watched in shock, "The God hasnât died?"
"Surya now is no different from dead, even my rebirth can barely keep him alive."
The Longevity God said indifferently:
"I cannot interfere with that world, but in Suryaâs final burst, he grasped the power of XXXX, working with fate to dispel the worldâs barriers."
"I used concealment here, also dispelling the worldâs barriers, working from within and without to break the worldâs wall and barely brought him back though critically wounded."
The Longevity God seemed to speak of this as a trivial matter.
"God Surya was too proud, in fact, he didnât intend to live and return, he just wanted to use this last bit of power to break the world barrier and summon me over."
"Then transfer all his divine power to me, letting me descend as the Longevity God."
Hearing the final battle scene, even though the Longevity God spoke with utmost calmness, Xiangtuo Mo could hear the immense danger contained within.
Unexpectedly, so much happened in that unseen inner battle of concealment Gods!
"Didnât you go?" Xiangtuo Mo couldnât help but ask.
"Yes."
"Thereâs no need."
The God of Longevity spoke calmly,
"But as the Concealed One, that God over there canât possibly learn the power I possess."
"Right now, heâs merely using some trivial concealment techniques, fighting to that extent, but thatâs all."
"Having two complete and powerful divine systems, itâs a bit bullying to go against him."
The God of Longevity wasnât afraid of the God at his full capacity.
Instead, he was somewhat wary of the other God of Longevity on the other side, as that was his true opponent.
In reality, what he didnât know was that it was precisely because he thought this way that Liu Jun was able to bluff his way through.
Otherwise, when he truly descended, he would find that the God of Longevity over there was merely an empty shell with Divine Objects.
He could easily push his opponent down with just one hand.
Regardless, the God of Longevity, utilizing Suryaâs final methods, did not enter that world but instead casually brought back the God, Surya, Mandar, and Madra, the two heavenly children from above.
"But our world is false!" Xiangtuo Mo was puzzled about why they shouldnât fight for it.
"What is true, and what is false?"
The Longevity Divine Spirit said:
"Higher fate peers into a corner of the Death World, entering a rough-hewn semi-complete world of death, and uses it as material to nurture a divine object of death."
"Ultimate fate peers into a corner of the parallel world, entering a rough semi-complete parallel world, and uses it as material to evolve a divine object of parallels."
The words of the Longevity God seemed to awaken Xiangtuo Mo completely.
Yes, indeed.
There can be divine objects from parallel worlds!
It seems we donât need to compete; we will naturally be perfected.
We are merely an embryonic world similar to death.
We are bound to face natural evolution and the elevation of all things!
Each mythical era is perfecting each conceptual world.
After the conceptual world of death will be the conceptual world of parallels.
Xiangtuo Mo said, "So should we just wait for the divine objects to be perfected? But we are about to face chaotic destruction, we donât have time?"
The God of Longevity said meaningfully, "You already know youâre part of someoneâs dream; we are a false simulator, how could we die?"
"When you believe everything is false, then chaos is false too; itâs just a necessary procedure for some âplayerâ to progress through the story."
The God of Longevity smiled, showing a look of interest:
"Do you know how many times our world has restarted? 38,615 times."
"From the 1,964th time, I awoke and discovered we are a world in a game, a player has been entering continuously."
"Lady of Death!" Xiangtuo Mo exclaimed.
As an NPC, the God of Longevity had awakened long ago?
Realized that he is a virtual character in a TV series, an NPC in a game?
Indeed, possessing Concealment, isolating and eliminating all barriers, he might have discovered the real world on the other side long ago.
"So, each time she reboots, I follow her reboot."
"I find that interesting woman, insanely trying to take my Concealment and Longevity Series."
"That player uses various flashy methods to kill me multiple times, and finally, I found it too boring, allowing her the chance to kill me and take my divine objects."
Exactly.
Scouti simulated tens of thousands of times, defeating the God of Longevity in the âsimulatorâ and extracted his divine objects into reality.
It was because this God of Longevity really couldnât bear it anymore and finally allowed it.
Just to let her copy low-level Concealment, mid-level Concealment, and Immortality.
"Then what should we do now?"
Xiangtuo Mo looked at the unconscious God Surya, lying quietly in the coffin.
"Chaos doesnât matter; we wonât die. We are a semi-complete embryonic world, once the new Goddess of Destiny, this player, restarts our world, weâll enter a new cycle."
"Although you all will lose your memories as a result."
"But now itâs come to this, Iâll grant you all Immortal Divine Power, locking your memories, allowing you to begin the new game with your memories intact along with the player."
Hearing this, Xiangtuo Mo nodded.
"But we are ultimately just an auxiliary world, not the main plane."
Xiangtuo Mo said, "We donât have the Creator God here, no Divine Trials... This place is merely an extended world, an adjunct to some divine object."
Xiangtuo Mo still felt somewhat unwilling.
Their divine objects were false, unable to be brought into reality.
They were all Pseudo-Gods, Fake Gods.
Perhaps even just the destiny projections of some strong figure in reality, similar lives!
This made him feel a bit unwilling.
The God of Longevity curled his lips, a trace of a smile in his eyes,
"Now, itâs not yet the time."
"When my opposite, the series of death divine objects, completely converge, it will be the time for Longevity to descend."
The God of Longevity looked at the severely injured God before him.
"When the Twelfth Trial is thoroughly opened, Iâll go over and meet that strong person there."
"Iâll help you complete the battle you havenât succeeded in."
The next moment, this virtual parallel dream world suddenly restarted.
Countless white lights surrounded everything, a new Goddess of Destiny appeared here, stepping out curiously.
"Huh? Iâm playing Fortuna?"
"How do I play myself?"
A woman scratched her head and looked around:
"Iâve taken down Scouti, God gave me the ultimate fate, and itâs my first time using this divine object to start a dream simulation world."
"Hey, how come this parallel world has Mandar, Madra, these two kids?"
Fortuna, in an easygoing manner, curiously looked around.
Evidently, she was very curious about the divine power of this simulator, the ultimate fateâs ability, which turned out to be a world of simulators.
Higher fate, Death World.
Ultimate fate, Parallel World.
All are about opening a conceptual world.
In the shadows, Xiangtuo Mo saw this scene and thought to himself: "A new fate player has appeared, we should pretend not to know and play the game with her."
"She doesnât seem smart, should be easy to deceive."