Me, sword fairy!

"Go to fight---Don't be lost, don't hesitate, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I, and all Su Wangyou, are with you."

"Go to fight... and win!"

With the words of madness falling

Twelve-day Pass of Extreme Time...clearance.

The mad figure dissipated, and the power of blood was about to move.

Su Wangyou stood in front of the door, and he looked up at this door for a long time.

No one knew what he was thinking... Maybe he was just trying to summon the courage to push the door.

Finally, he opened the door.

What is a transcendence?

Although the starry sky Su Wangyou explained it, Su Wangyou still couldn't understand... what kind of existence can be called a transcendent.

Su Wangyou's perspective is constantly being raised...

Breaking through the earth...Standing out of space and looking at this beautiful blue planet.

But it is far from over.

Su Wangyou's angle of view is still constantly being elevated --- and soon broke through the solar system, and then the Milky Way... Then the Milky Way became a dispensable small point in the line of sight.

Within a few seconds, Su Wangyou felt a certain kind of shackles - and then he clearly felt that this was the limit of this universe.

In an instant, the shackles of the universe were also shattered, and Su Wangyou's perspective was continuously raised... He saw the time... the world in the last second, the world in the next second, and the world in the birth and death period of the next universe , He could see all of the world of the last cosmic birth and death period.

The angle of view continued to rise, and he saw countless world lines, countless possibilities, countless branches...

Then, everything was brought together.

All world lines, all possibilities, all all, all all, all all...

All of this has become a point, this point is so beautiful, yet so nihilistic, it contains everything, but it is nothing - is this the limit?

No, it's not.

Su Wangyou felt it...this is not the limit.

Because of his perspective, it is still being elevated.

Soon... his perspective broke through this point, and he emerged from a computer.

One looks similar to Ye Guxiu—or maybe it's that Ye Guxiu, who hadn't practiced martial arts, was sitting at the computer desk, thinking hard, Su Wangyou looked back and saw a familiar scene.

[So so...]

Su Wangyou sighed silently. At this time, he was able to face this matter calmly.

But... it's not over yet.

It is far from over.

Su Wangyou's perspective is still constantly being elevated - the world in this world is the same as Su Wangyou's world, and finally turned into a point.

Subsequently, Su Wangyou broke through that point.

Chapter 17 The First Generation and the Long River of Fate

After breaking through that point, Su Wangyou got out of a roll of tape--the surrounding personnel were celebrating the completion.

Then it was repeated.

Another point, another repetition.

Endless repetitions, endless boxes...

Once, twice, five times, ten times... a hundred times.

One thousand times, ten thousand times...

Su Wangyou tirelessly calculated the number of'boxes' time and time again.

Finally... when Su Wangyou counted the 82913678223139163892371938 times-he saw the final scene.

Breaking through all the'points', breaking all the limits.

Su Wangyou saw the final scenery.

a river.

Yes, a river.

But the thing that keeps running in the river is not the water... but the countless points.

Just now Su Wangyou broke through from one of the points, and that point was quickly swallowed by the other points... nothing outstanding.

Countless points rushed and flowed...to the distance that Su Wangyou could not see.

I don't know how many worlds make up this river.

Infinite length, infinite width, infinite depth, each point in it is just a trivial part...

The river rushes, rushes, and gleams...

Quartet up and down, endless.

Su Wangyou stared at this scene in a daze——————Every time he broke through a certain point, the people outside thought that they were the masters of the world and the gods of that world————but they themselves were nothing but others. The puppet under the pen.

Even the outermost point... is just a trivial point on this endless river.

At this point, there are billion, billion, billion, billion, billion... in this Hanoi.

Unlike β, this point can be counted, but the number is too large... Except for a small number of transcendents related to the characteristics of transcendents, no transcendents are even willing to take the time to recite this number.

How spectacular...

Is this the scenery that transcendants can see...

Suddenly, footsteps sounded behind Su Wangyou.

Su Wangyou turned around and saw a young man who looked very young but might be infinitely old.

The young man's looks are unremarkable, he is the type that you can't remember what he looks like after being thrown into the crowd for a while.