Chapter 927: Chapter 869: Renaissance Man of the Era: Another Plot Against Me
"What is the plan?" asked the Light Ancient God.
"His strength arises from the fusion of Yin and Yang, a synergistic attack that creates a qualitative force."
Atabia said, "And to defeat him, we must also use two Yuan Primordial Paths, cooperating to use his Dual Primordial Yuan Path against him."
The opponent is channeling two paths internally, launching an explosive attack.
But if we join forces, externally fusing two paths in our attack, theoretically, we can reach his level!
However.
To reach this level requires extremely perfect coordination, a tacit understanding.
"So, I ask for your cooperation."
Atabia said calmly, "The Four Ancient Saints defeated the old Emperor of the universe, and today’s Four Saints must truly unite, seamlessly, to take down this monster that suddenly appeared."
"In this multidimensional universe, amid the endless Long River of Space-Time, unexpected things can suddenly emerge from the future without prior setup."
Us working closely together?
The Four Saints present are no longer the united heroes of old; one of them even harbors an ancient adversary from behind the scenes.
Yet now, they are required to work together?
The Light Ancient God was the first to agree, straightforwardly stating, "We have no choice; we must unite to defeat him!"
"Because if we can’t win, our fate will surely be destruction, let alone dominating the entire Cosmos since none of us anticipated this Renaissance Man to appear under such ridiculous circumstances."
As these words fell, even Elis looked grim.
Their era hadn’t yet matured, with only a few Yuan Primordial Saints present, and now there’s a Renaissance Man. If they can’t handle such a creature successfully...
A deep fear enveloped them.
"Explain the process," the Emperor said.
Atabia stated, "As you beings of Spiritual Essence, masters of life and matter creation, I need you to create a brand-new super life framework. We Four Saints will join forces, integrating the two great Yuan Primordial Paths within it."
"Are you planning to rebuild the Tower of Babel?"
Suddenly, grasping his intent, Elis was startled, "Are you planning to create a new Giant? Do you have a Giant obsession?"
"The Giant is one of the best models, with the Tower of Babel as the backbone."
Atabia chuckled coldly, "Don’t think it’s easy to beat this guy! We’ve just proven our paths recently, so has he. He’s currently unpolished, still struggling to control the two forces within him."
"The opponent might also be in a period of power surge; even if we merge our double paths for a similar attack, we might not defeat him!"
"Then what do you suggest?" the Emperor inquired.
"Delay the time, calculate the era—so many Saints have appeared, they have accelerated the universe’s time scale, and it’s about time for more Yuan Primordial Saints to emerge, considering the constant traversals, time cannot be regarded lightly."
Atabia did not hide anything, "We need to let the era produce more heroes, more Yuan Primordial Saints, to reside within the Tower of Babel, growing blood and flesh on the backbone to control the Giant to defeat him."
"Even to... kill him!"
A Renaissance Man is the public enemy of the universe; as long as he is alive, he poses the greatest threat to every Yuan Primordial Saint’s path certification, and everyone will first eliminate him."
Atabia looked around coldly, "But defeating him and killing him are two different concepts. Perhaps the Four Saints’ perfectly merged power can defeat him, but killing him is certainly impossible!"
But everyone knew.
Not being able to kill the opponent is the real trouble; as long as he’s alive, he will inevitably ascend to the top.
Do they have any other paths to survival?
Kill him while there’s a chance!
Construct the Tower of Babel; let several Yuan Primordial Saints become researchers within it, adjust the life forms to crush and kill him!
Hearing this statement, the present Yuan Primordial Saints were visibly shocked; the idea was so exaggerated, so Heavenly Horse Soaring-like.
Who are they? Rulers of the multidimensional universe, emperors at the top of the cosmos, ultimate beings with super-dimensional power, Yuan Primordial Saints.
Yet they need to build the Tower of Babel, letting Yuan Primordial Saints become scientists within it, together forging a Giant to have a chance to overwhelm and defeat the current opponent.
"I understand."
"Delay time."
"I will secretly govern those Saints below, accelerating the creation of future universes and the emergence of more Yuan Primordial Saints."
"Of course, one must also be cautious of potential new Renaissance Men. Although the probability is low, as even now in such improbability, one has appeared, there must be more vigilance against the emergence of a Renaissance Man, for if a second one appears, it will truly be impossible to deal with."
They conversed secretly.
Soon, various universes began to move in secret.
This was undoubtedly the best plan.
The Four Saints united, and with inherent resilience, the opponents would not be able to destroy them in the short term.
They could ramp up, reaching into the far future, aggregating the power of the entire universe and even the Long River of Time to tackle this monster!
...
On the other side.
Nokron and two maidservants quickly received urgent transmission messages.
Li Qing merely laughed, "Very well, I’ll set an example myself, bringing them to tears, making them more guarded against the appearance of those Renaissance Men, and frantically capturing and limiting the opponent."
In Li Qing’s view, previously, in their haste to traverse, most Saints were unwilling to expend effort guarding against possible hidden Renaissance Men in each universe.
Now he was giving them a reminder to take it seriously.
Watching the chaotic, explosive, intense battle in the sky, Li Qing murmured softly:
"The future is ultimately unknown."
"If he were at his full strength, I, this fake Renaissance Man, would definitely not be able to defeat such a real Renaissance monster, especially since the opponent’s entry is essentially at the Perfection Realm of Dual Yuan Primordial Saints, only a step away from realizing the Level 0 Blueprint of a Creator God."
"That would be the pinnacle people from the far future, with one move, I could be dead."
Facing directly is not viable!
I can only weaken him silently.
Having looked at the material before, I closed the matter server, concurrently updated the crystal wall version.
Now, hit him once more.
...
In the endless unknown time crossroads, at some remote future node.
In a rainbow universe as resplendent as a celestial palace.
"Indeed, in today’s era, the world is lacking; the beings in this universe cannot cultivate the Three Thousand Great Path, nor even sense it."
"The End of Dharma Era has nothing to do with talent, no matter how I cultivate, it is useless."
The figure paused before a crystal wall, reaching out to touch it, frowning again,
"It seems, having cultivated three Saint Paths, I still lack one, waiting for someone to observe my future billions of years from now, to make me a True Person, then I will seek out those Material Saints, get the path, and complete the last ring."
He sat on the throne murmuring.
Just then.
With a crash, the entire timeline fluctuated violently.
Surrounding his like an old television, flickering constantly, various snowy mosaics appeared.
With a click sound.
"What happened?"
Suddenly his entire timeline jumped vigorously.
Upon reopening his eyes, he was astonished to find he had only cultivated the Time and Space Paths, without yet having cultivated the Life Path.
After all, in this timeline after jumping, those traversing Saints, like mad dogs, after crossing universes, were frantically capturing him, seeking possible Renaissance Men.
Over billions of years, just hiding and camouflaging in different eras had exhausted him entirely.
This made his cultivation incredibly slow; now, with only three Saint Paths, he had only completed two, still lacking one Life Path.
"It seems I’ve been lazy, possessing earth-shattering talent, yet cultivating so slowly. I must continue cultivating."
The man frowned, "First perfect the three paths and then plot for the missing Matter Path."
Though he spoke, there was an ineffable sense of wrongness, yet he couldn’t articulate what was amiss.
