But Ling Tianyu still didn't give up. His fragile soul broke away and continued to push forward. He didn't know what was ahead, and he didn't know if there would be hope.

Just, numb, stubborn, unwilling to admit defeat, move forward...

There is no definition of space and no concept of time.

It seems that every time we get closer, it feels like endless years have passed.

Life or death, Ling Tianyu didn't know what kind of existence he was in now. He seemed to be struggling on the edge of life and death, as if he had become a humble particle of matter in the origin of the world.

Then!

Time and space suddenly distorted, and Ling Tianyu's humble soul was sucked into it. The pain was excruciating and unbearable. The distorted time and space was like a reamer, cutting off Ling Tianyu's soul piece by piece.

Even God cannot bear this pain.

But Ling Tianyu still persisted tenaciously. Under the extreme pain and torture, his humble soul finally couldn't resist and turned into powder. But Ling Tianyu's will, that ethereal will, seemed to have turned into a ghost, continuing to move forward invisible.

OK.

The will is immortal, the will will last forever!

This is Ling Tianyu's current state, an existence of nothingness.

At this moment, Ling Tianyu seemed to see the origin of the universe, the original breath. Then came the birth, evolution, composition of matter, and the rebirth of all things...

It seems that after hundreds of millions of years, Ling Tianyu's nihilistic will has seen the evolution of the universe and the birth of all things. The power of Hongmeng, the power of chaos, the power of creation...

A long time, a long time, endless years.

Suddenly!
Chapter completed!