Chapter 2302 - Chapter 2302: 1058, it's your turn
Chapter 2302: 1058, it’s your turn
“Trial ground?”
“Testing ground?”
“Or is it more like a kind of arena where one enters to hunt with the strength of the soul?”
Han Muye asked three questions in succession, leaving Mengyan at a loss for words.
Han Muye’s expression was calm, but a tempest raged within his heart.
No wonder the two people he had encountered before gave him a sensation of both reality and illusion.
Those two must have come from other dimensions, and their death or departure was not actual death, but a dissipation into a rune-like force.
Immortal.
For the cultivators of this space, it truly meant immortality.
So, were they really from the Land of Eternity?
“I told you, the void was an accident, and so is this place.”
“It was only because of the power of the Eternal Heaven that leaked out that this place came to be.”
“The void can be seen as the unintentional collapse and disintegration of a previous dimension.”
Mengyan hesitated, then explained, “In the void, the beings of the Land of Truth are completely undying, and only the power of truth can cause them to disperse and collapse, and then they can return.”
“You are right, many from the Land of Truth treat the void as a trial ground, but they soon realized it was meaningless.”
“Creatures of the void who do not wield the power of truth are insignificant in front of this power.”
Void creatures too weak?
Han Muye reflected for a moment, his expression becoming more solemn.
It was much like cultivators of the Great Pantheon Plane becoming giants tens of thousands of feet tall when they left their Plane and appeared in others.
That was a level of power increase.
The power invoked by those cultivators from the Land of Truth entering the void was likely to be even greater.
“God-Ending?”
Han Muye murmured, uncertain.
Each cultivator from the Land of Truth possessed with real power could easily draw upon the calamity of God-Ending.
Thus, for the Land of Truth to destroy the void was particularly easy.
“Yes, God-Ending.”
“God-Ending is when the power of the void is mastered to the utmost, seeking transition to truth,” Mengyan felt no pressure communicating with Han Muye.
The levels that Han Muye understood were already profound.
“In the Eternal Heaven, countless beings are merely trials for those immortal true existences.”
“Thus, many creatures from the Eternal Heaven seek escape, yearning for the Land of Truth, not realizing that the Land of Truth is not a place they can reach.”
“To the cultivators of the Land of Truth, we are merely a set of dimensional numbers.”
Mengyan’s eyes reflected sorrow.
Numbers.
Dimensional numbers that could collapse at any moment, or be created anew.
Just as a creator can fashion beings based on the spatial data they’ve anchored.
Power of life, power of death.
Mengyan had said before that he feared Han Muye might go mad upon hearing these things.
Han Muye felt that, had it been another creator or being from the God Realm, they indeed might have gone mad.
A lifetime of cultivation, to be told it was all an illusion.
Would they accept it?
So, those creators who had felt the power of truth within the Divine Abyss were reluctant to come here, until the God-Ending Power descended.
“Therefore, the Eternal Heaven is not the end; the true end is the Land of Truth.”
“That’s why those mighty beings within the Eternal Heaven would destroy the Upper Heaven Region, then seek opportunities to leave.”
Han Muye felt the fog before his eyes lifting.
The true Land of Eternity was the Land of Truth.
“How do I get there?”
Han Muye gazed at Mengyan.
“Eternal Gate,” Mengyan spoke.
…
With Mengyan’s help, Han Muye’s journey through the Divine Abyss had finally ceased to be reckless.
Where there were powerful divine beasts, it was best to take a detour; wherever cultivators from the Land of Truth often descended, Mengyan knew them all.
This creature was adept at beguiling, controlling the hearts and minds of other beings; there were few secrets in the Divine Abyss it didn’t know.
According to it, it had once tried to beguile a cultivator descending from the Land of Truth but ended up failing and almost collapsed itself.
However, from that encounter, it had obtained much information about the Land of Truth.
The cultivators from the Land of Truth cultivated the power that merges the physical body and soul, which is the power of truth.
Their methods of slaughter were more direct, mostly the soul strength bolstering the physical body, erupting with the combat strength capable of shattering stars.
“Rebirth Realm, Mystical Hidden Realm, Dao merge, these are the three levels of cultivators from the Land of Truth I’ve encountered.”
Traveling through the dim depths of the Divine Abyss, Mengyan’s voice resounded.
At this point, seven or eight mutated beasts that had been beguiled and confused, driven by Mengyan, had gathered around them.
“Cultivators of the Rebirth Realm are not very strong; in fact, they aren’t even comparable to the God Realm. But with their control over the power of truth, they can easily wound those in the God Realm.”
“Cultivators of the Mystical Hidden Realm possess strength roughly equal to that of a creator; they’re able to harness the power of truth to directly annihilate creatures within the Divine Abyss, using the power of truth to overcome the creators’ power of life and death.”
“Creators, upon encountering those of the Mystical Hidden Realm, can only flee.”
Looking at Han Muye, Mengyan shook its head, “That doesn’t apply to you; you’ve already mastered the power of truth.”
“In the Divine Abyss, the one who holds the strongest power of truth should be that guy lying in the coffin.”
“I suspect he actually comes from the Land of Truth.”
“As for Dao merge, that’s a legend even in the Land of Truth.”
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Traveling billions of miles, Han Muye’s control over the power of truth grew increasingly profound from constantly consuming divine and mutated beasts infused with the power of truth.
The divine beasts he consumed were not those transformed from illusion, which were essentially a cluster of data.
He consumed those that were entirely real, having been enveloped by the power of truth.
He also gradually discovered that the majority of the divine beasts and mutated beasts within the Divine Abyss were, in fact, illusory.
They existed merely to provide trials for the cultivators from the Land of Truth.
“Boom—”
Ahead, a thunderous roar echoed.
In an instant, Han Muye crossed tens of thousands of miles and landed on a cliff.
In the valley ahead, two figures were locked in frantic combat.
“Creator Huang Qin.”
One side was recognizable to Han Muye as one of the creators who had come with him.
The other figure wielded a broad-bladed sword.
“A cultivator from the Land of Truth,” Mengyan’s voice arose, carrying a hint of uncertainty.
“He’s deliberately honing himself; actually, that creator can’t harm him at all.”
Han Muye nodded.
At this moment, Creator Huang Qin fought with full force, and it seemed as if the space in front of him shattered with each punch, driving the saber-wielding cultivator back with every strike.
Yet, from the perspective of an outside observer, sensing with the power of truth, it was evident that Creator Huang Qin was depleting a great deal of his strength while the opponent remained virtually unharmed.
“Kill—”
Creator Huang Qin let out a furious roar; he launched himself forward with a punch aimed squarely at the head of the saber-wielding figure.
This time, the cultivator from the Land of Truth didn’t block and allowed the punch to land on his head, shattering his body.
Upon seeing the body of the cultivator crumble, Creator Huang Qin breathed a sigh of relief.
But in the next moment, a set of Golden Runes interwove before him, and then he transformed back into human form.
“Slash—”
The long saber came crashing down, Creator Huang Qin’s body struggled but could only slowly dissipate into black and white streams of energy, two golden tokens, and a black war spear fell to the ground.
“That’s all that dropped?” the sword-wielding youth shook his head, turned around to face Han Muye on the mountainside, and beckoned with a light chuckle.
“You come.”