Transcendent Dawn

The eighth layer of the spiritual world.

A white whale has a leisurely posture, cruising through the void.

On its back is a whole world.

The huge white whale is incalculable in size, and every time it swims, it will set off a fierce storm.

In the end, it came under a huge world tree.

The root system of this ancient tree is rooted in the void, and there are rainbows of seven colors on the huge crown, and a world is also sheltered inside.

Seeing this, the white whale rammed directly into it.

Boom!

There was an astonishing impact sound.

Two huge monsters collided directly and began to wrestle.

At the same time, the worlds they carry also began to converge.

The beginning of the convergence of the boundary membrane.

A brand new piece of land was formed, with no trace of plants or animals on it, and the land was as bright as refined iron.

This is a temporary battlefield that has been specially reinforced, and it can even accommodate the full power of the gods!

"For God!"

The warriors on the World Tree are a group of blond white males, wearing ancient Greek-style white robes and holding spears and other weapons.

They shouted the name of the gods, stepped directly on the sea and air, and rushed into the battlefield.

In the sky, the god in charge of thunder and lightning sent down thunder, as if to boost their morale.

"Ho Ho!"

On the other side, from the world of the white whale, are all kinds of giant beasts.

They roared, their bodies were huge, and every time their footsteps fell, the surrounding ground trembled.

Countless armies gathered together and started a bloody fight.

not only them,

In the sky, there are also gods fighting with beasts.

The vicious dog with its mouth full of chaos directly bit off the head of a god, and its head was immediately crushed by another god with a hammer.

The gods who live forever are reduced to warriors here, and they are harvested wave after wave.

Among the human gods, a main god wearing a white robe and holding a thunderbolt stood out, with waves of ninth-order dominance rippling on his body.

From the side of the beast, a giant snake that can devour the starry sky also emerged.

The two master gods fought together, and the rippling ripples caused natural disasters in both worlds.

Bark!

I don't know how long the time has passed.

The giant python swallowed half of Thunder Master's body, and Thunder Master's spear pierced deeply into the giant python's right pupil.

Boom!

The golden blood of the gods spilled and turned into a rain of blood all over the sky.

This seemed to be a signal that caused the two entangled gods to separate and return to each other, licking their wounds.

And the war on the ground has been going on.

...

"This is... the battlefield of the [Creator]? Use the cultivated world as a pawn to fight?"

Sulu stood in the void, quietly observing the scene.

"Sure enough... it was the right decision not to upgrade the world of Laplace, otherwise a new world would not be able to compete with this old world."

Whether it is the world of the white whale or the world of the tree, it has obviously undergone a long transformation. All for the sake of war, they do not hesitate to destroy the potential, and there are dozens of gods.

The world of Laplace is just a newborn toddler and cannot compete at all.

"But... what is the purpose of such a battle?"

Sulu was a little puzzled.

The breakthrough of the [Creator] seems to lie in the world created.

Once another [Creator] is cultivated in the created world, it may mean the breakthrough of the original creator.

But here, He was a little confused.

"Are these worlds all bets? As long as one side wins, can they plunder the other side's world origin?"

Each of these big worlds of the [Creator] is equivalent to the sum of the quality of Sulu's previous experience of the world of spirits and the world of God. The origin of the world is naturally no small matter.

"If ten or eight large worlds can be plundered and piled into one world, the power of the world will indeed be extremely strong, and even more than a dozen "Children of Destiny" will be born. Perhaps a [Creator] will be born among them?"

After all, Sulu was already at the tenth level. After a little thought, he thought of a possibility.

He looked at the World Tree entangled with the white whale.

Obviously, the battle between the two worlds will not end in a short time. It is very possible that it will last for hundreds of years, thousands of years, and last for more than ten generations.

He continued to move forward, wanting to enter the world tree to check one or two.

"what?"

At this moment, a voice of surprise came.

In Sulu's induction, a humanoid creature suddenly appeared on the crown of the World Tree.

He is the [Creator] of the World Tree! The same tenth-level professional!

The other party looks like an elf, with exquisite facial features, slightly pointed ears, and no gender.

At this time, he invited with a mysterious language: "The new [Creator]? Welcome to the kingdom of Siya!"

For seventh-level professionals, proficiency in language is not a problem, even if the other party uses a brand new mysterious language, it is nothing to Sulu.

After thinking about it, Sulu followed the green light and entered the top of the World Tree.

Here, a huge tree palace stands proudly, and various springs of longevity flow in the fountains.

Gods of all colors, with perfect appearance and shape, standing or sitting, playing the harp and singing hymns.

At the core of their crowd was the [Creator] Siya who had just met.

The other party was half lying on the couch, and the gods served wine and food.

"Greetings to you, the [Creator] of the World Tree!"

Sulu walked into the hall and nodded to Siya: "You can call me Sulu!"

"Great [Creator], please sit down!"

Siya asked Sulu to lie down on another gorgeous soft chair, and naturally a female god came over and put a grape-like fruit into Sulu's mouth.

"Your Excellency Sulu, are you a lone traveler?" Siya looked at Sulu, and suddenly said, "You didn't bring your own world..."

"Yes, after all, it's... dangerous here."

Sulu answered frankly.

Although a war is taking place, Siya does not take it seriously, and seems to have a tacit understanding with the [Creator] of the opposite Moby Whale World, and said leisurely: "I have seen many [Creators] who are alone, and they all have the same idea. Even completely abandoning the world I created."

"About [Creator]'s promotion..."

Sulu asked: "Do they want to find a new way?"

"Hehe..." Siya let out a melodious laugh: "As long as you stay here for a long time, a lot of information will be obtained automatically... In this infinite space on the eighth floor of the spirit world, there are indeed some strange things, right [ The Creator] is attractive, and that's what the lone [Creator] wanders in search of."

"Oh?"

Sulu leaned forward involuntarily: "What is that?"

"'source'!"

Siya raised her right hand and condensed an illusory blue light spot: "It is rumored that it comes from the ninth layer of the spiritual world, the ultimate of all..."