Chapter 1785 River Of Time
God Domain, River of Time.
This was a turbulent river of light, and the entire river was entangled by countless beams of light like snakes.
Here, time, space, and laws were all in a chaotic state. All of this was entangled in the river, torn into pieces, reorganized, and torn into pieces again.
Three people were standing on the bank of the River of Time.
All three of them had sharp ears, and a golden pattern similar to an eye appeared between their eyebrows.
An old man and a middle-aged man and woman.
The river was boundless, boundless, endless, and had no roots.
On the bank of the river, there was a huge and mysterious formation circulating every once in a while. Every once in a while, these formations would condense into a large net of light and be thrown into the river to be salvaged.
After each large net of light was thrown into the river water, it was only caught for a few seconds before it was immediately retracted.
When the complete net was withdrawn, it was already mottled.
After getting off the net three times, the entire net was completely crippled. It was torn into pieces by the river water, and it was necessary to condense a formidable net of light with a new formation.
On the bank of the river, the old man put his hands behind his back and looked at the endless river of time. His eyes shone brightly.
The middle-aged man sighed and said, "The last survivor of the human race is powerful and courageous."
"The River of Time is a forbidden area within the forbidden area. Even our God Race does not dare to go down so easily. He has actually been able to survive there for so long."
At this point, the middle-aged man reached out and grabbed a handful of river water. He looked at his palm and saw that the river water formed by the tangled beams of light was like the sharpest blade in the world, cutting his palm to the point of dripping blood.
He waved his hand and sprinkled the river water. His palm began to slowly heal.
The middle-aged woman said, "This last human may not be alive. We do not have conclusive evidence to prove that he still exists."
The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "He must still be alive."
The woman asked, "How can I see it?"
The man said, "There is no conclusive evidence. It's just my sixth sense."
The old man finally spoke. He looked at the rolling river with his hands behind his back and said, "How high is the sky, how big is the world, is there another world above this dome?"
"My God Race was born in the Heaven Scryer Realm, but for many years, no single god has broken through the limits of the Spiritual Void. Let's see if there is a new sky beyond that Spiritual Void."
"Including me, there are only nine God Kings in the Nether Divine Region. However, none of our Nine Gods are exceptionally at the tenth level of the Spirit Void Realm. They have not been able to break through for many years."
The middle-aged man hurriedly bowed and clasped his fists, saying, "There is no need for God Kings to blame themselves. It is not your responsibility to create humans."
"This is the wish of all of us God Race. It is our own wish to create a growth pill that will help you and the other eight God Kings break through their limits and see the vast sky above the Spiritual Void."
"However, we didn't expect that this pill of the human race actually possesses such tremendous potential. Even some of them can enter the Spirit Void Realm."
"Things have come to this point. The great troubles in our hearts will never be eliminated."
The old man said, "We created the human race, but we want to destroy them. Is that right or wrong?"
The middle-aged woman said, "Whether it's right or wrong, it's already like this. If the human race doesn't get rid of it, it's hard to feel at ease."
"I just want to ask Lord God King, is the last human still alive? Don't let us work so hard to find him, it's just useless."
The old man muttered, "It should be alive. This last human is skilled in a strange ability called Dream Dao."
"We've already guessed that he might have been hiding in the River of Time and escaped into his own Dream Dao to survive."
"However, this River of Time is not something that can be withstood casually. I think the time limit for the final human is almost up."
The middle-aged woman shook her head and said, "I don't think so. Our Heavenly Punishment Divine Palace has sent Heavenly Punishment Bull Envoys into the River of Time many times, but they will never return."
"No matter how powerful that last human is, it can't be done. No Heavenly Punishment Ox Emissary can send back any news, right?"
The old man did not answer the woman's question. Instead, he looked at the man and smiled, "What do you think?"
The man cupped his fists and said, "Little God thought that the Heavenly Punishment Bull Representative should have found the human, but he was dragged into a dream by the human."
The woman retorted, "How is this possible? Even we can't find that human. How can the Heavenly Punishment Bull Emissary find him?"
The man said, "I know more or less about the Dream Dao of the last human race. That person created a dream world to seal off his own power and life force fluctuations."
"If there really is a group of final humans in his dream that survives, as long as this group of humans reaches a certain level, after a certain number of them, then this final human dream will not be able to completely conceal the fluctuations of human Astral Qi."
"At this time, a small amount of the human energy in his dream will overflow into the dream world and be detected by the Heavenly Punishment Bull Representative."
The woman's eyes lit up and she said, "Oh … I understand. Your Divine Hall sent a hundred thousand Divine Envoys to pursue that final human dream to help the human in his dreams increase their cultivation realm?"
The middle-aged man smiled faintly, "Exactly. If there were tens of millions of people in the dream who reached the ninth level of the Heavenly Tribulation, then this dream would not be able to suppress their realm power."
"This has happened several times in history, but it has inexplicably disappeared. I estimate that the Heavenly Punishment Bull Messenger suppressed their appearance."
"We can't make the same mistake this time. Millions of Heavenly Tribulations at the ninth level is not enough."
"This time, the Divine Envoy wants the dream human to reach tens of millions of ninth level Heavenly Tribulations, or even hundreds of millions!"
"If that's the case, not only will their fluctuations be exposed, even the final hiding place of the human race will be exposed."
The middle-aged woman said with a shameful expression, "The Dao God is wise. The little god is ashamed of his inferiority. The little god thought that the 100,000 God Envoys would go to the Dream to exterminate the last human dreamer. He did not expect that they would actually go against his Dao. Sure enough, he was very far-sighted."
"Since that's the case, wouldn't the Heavenly Punishment Bull Emissary sent by our Heavenly Punishment Divine Palace ruin your plan and should be evacuated as soon as possible?"
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "This is what I meant when I invited the Godking over."
The old man nodded and said, "Yes."
The woman obeyed and blew a series of sharp whistles towards the River of Time.
However, when he saw the river water boil, a moment later, the lightning bulls soared into the sky from the river water.
Some of these lightning bulls were still intact, while others were in tatters.
The woman said, "Heavenly Punishment Bull Messenger, retreat from the River of Time now. Give up the task of searching for the final human. Go back to the Heavenly Punishment Divine Hall and receive your orders."
Moos came from the air, and the lightning bulls turned into lightning and flew away in the blink of an eye.
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