Even with Ying Xiong's current strength, it would be impossible for him to instantly kill the king of the destruction race, even though he would absolutely win.
The destruction race had gained a new true god.
When news of this spread, the righteous faction could not help but feel humiliated. It had happened right under their noses, but they had never imagined that the destruction race would be so bold.
After this event, the area around the true god ascension arena was heavily fortified and layered with arrays.
Still, as always, the universe continued on.
Ying Xiong spent most of his time cultivating in the core realm of the great world, but on this day, he came to see Zhou Fan.
Zhou Fan looked at him as Ying Xiong spoke. "I keep having a feeling that you are going to do something big soon. I don't know what will happen, but I would like to request something before you do anything crazy."
Ying Xiong was still very respectful, much more so compared to before his reincarnation, but he seemed more relaxed on this visit. Since he had gained more memories upon entering the true god realm, it was not surprising.
"And what would that be?" Zhou Fan questioned.
"I would like to be able to reincarnate whenever I want. The same conditions would still apply." He asked.
Zhou Fan looked at him funny. "And why do you think that you have earned such a thing?"
He was genuinely curious as to why Ying Xiong would ask for such a thing.
"I can follow any condition or order that you have for me. I can also accept any limitation you put on the ability. This is my path, I can feel it." Ying Xiong said seriously.
Zhou Fan thought for a moment before speaking. "Your path? You believe that reincarnating over and over again is your path?"
"I do. I have done many things and have had many passions. Buddhism, the cosmic sect, teaching others, but this is different. I can feel that this may be the final destination of my growth." Ying Xiong said with passion.
Zhou Fan fell into thought. "Leave for now. I'll call you when I'm ready."
As Ying Xiong left, Zhou Fan fell even deeper into thought. To be honest, he was quite interested in what Ying Xiong could achieve through this path, but it would naturally need restrictions.
After a few days, Ying Xiong was called and met Zhou Fan.
Zhou Fan looked at him seriously. "I have come up with a possible path for you, but you must choose to accept or not accept now, without knowing anything about it."
"I see." Ying Xiong fell into deep thought.
After a while, he steeled his resolve. "Can you at least tell me the name of this path?"
"The path of rebirth."
Ying Xiong closed his eyes and made the difficult decision. "I agree."
Zhou Fan looked at him with a rare moment of indifference in his eyes.
"I hope you won't regret this path. As long as I live, so too will you."
Zhou Fan waved his hand, and Ying Xiong felt his body shoot far away. His mind went blank as he was shot off.
When he finally cleared his mind, his body felt different. Then, information poured into his mind.
"The path of rebirth. Upon dying, everything achieved, including impact on the universe, good or bad, and especially cultivation, will be turned into points upon judgment by the river of rebirth. The next reincarnation will be based on the points obtained. Talent can increase or stay the same, but never decrease. Keeps the thousand buddha divine physique. Obtains few memories at god realm and true god realm. Eternal life has been achieved."
This was the gist of the information in Ying Xiong's mind.
It would be very difficult to increase talent upon rebirth. As for what a river of rebirth was, Ying Xiong had no clue.
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The river of cultivation was a large and constantly moving river with an end, yet no end. To the side was a small path of water. It was the soul disconnect path.
Also to the side, branching off of the main river, was a new path. The path of rebirth, reserved for only one person, Ying Xiong.
He would cultivate like all others who followed the main river, but there was a new set of rules applied to him.
It also signified Ying Xiong's eternal life, whether he wanted it or not. Lifespan could not kill him anymore. Only two things could kill him, and only one seemed possible.
One, Zhou Fan could kill him. Two, someone in the future, who surpassed Zhou Fan, could kill him. But would such a day come?
Although this was asked for by Ying Xiong, would he truly be willing to live an eternal life? At the very least, it would be a help to take away most of his memories upon death.
While Zhou Fan had not surpassed lifespan, he was able to stop Ying Xiong's soul from losing its lifespan as long as it was younger than he was. Naturally, it would always be younger than him.
This was not an ability that could be cultivated by an ordinary cultivator, whether in the same realm as Zhou Fan or above.
This was an ability that only Zhou Fan wielded. Another example was creating life. How many had successfully done so, despite being gods and true gods.
It was not as simple as, high cultivation = being able to do something. It seemed on an entirely different level.
Even Zhou Fan did not understand why he could do so many things that others could not. He could only make guesses. Being the first cultivator, Chaos Qi, etc, but it was all just a guess in the end.
As Ying Xiong stood in space silently and thought about the changes, Zhou Fan shifted his attention away from him.
The creation of worlds first stage was more complete than before, though it was unknown when it would finish.
Most created areas had simply been created. There was still a need for life and balance in the worlds.
The goal of the creation of worlds was not to simply create things, but to create life and spread it throughout all of the universe, to develop and grow all cultivators.
In its truest form, it was meant to speed up development, create more possibilities, and make things more interesting.
Perhaps even someone like Zhou Fan could be born.
Zhou Fan watched as 10 trillion years passed, before something very interesting began to happen.
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In the Heaven sect, the current Tian was looking at a man with a blood red eye and cracks around his entire face.
The man was holding a sword. He had suddenly appeared in the backyard, before instantly moving to the main hall of the Heaven sect.
Before the current Tian could speak, the man raised his sword and slashed down. The slash contained the power of the god realm, but the current Tian was in the true god realm.
The current Tian broke the sword slash, but the man had disappeared, leaving behind only a single sentence.
"Let Heaven know that Yao Mun has returned."
The current Tian was confused by the entire situation, which was why he did not act, but upon hearing the man's words, he reported to Heaven.
In just a second, Heaven appeared in the main hall and looked around.
"As expected. No trace. Only the prisoner has gone missing. I have no clue what's going on." He said before disappearing.
Far from the Heaven sect, outside of the Heaven galaxy, Yao Mun stood on a desolate and bleak planet filled with cracks and with no life in sight.
In his hand was a blood red book.
"One has finally been found. It seems that the culprit behind everything has been revealed since my "Death". The origin god. You were the one who spoke to me that day, the one who gave me my power. There was no other who could. I swear that I will find you, and when I do, only then will I know how to feel." Yao Mun said to himself.
In his hand was a technique that Zhou Fan had created many years ago. It was the technique that raised talent by absorbing the blood of those with higher talent and a realm above you. Although the extra requirement of having to kill the person whose blood you are absorbing with your own hands made many despair, who was more suited for this than Yao Mun?
As for how he was reborn, that was his own story. Perhaps he would tell it one day. He was already at the peak of the inner world realm. It would not be long before he would step onto the world stage again.
A few hundred years later, Pangu visited Zhou Fan. It was rare for someone besides Ying Xiong and Heaven to visit him, but he did not dislike Pangu.
"Hello." Pangu said as he met Zhou Fan.
"It's good to see you, Pangu. I've always liked you." Zhou Fan said.
"Thank you. I'm afraid I've come with a request today."
"And what would that be?"
Pangu pointed in a certain direction. "There is a manor over there, frozen in ice. From the strength of the arrays around it, I assume it is yours, just like that planet in the purple star sea. Anyways, it seems that time is almost frozen there. I would like to be able to imitate that."
Zhou Fan nodded. "Indeed. It is mine. It is cryofrozen right now, stopping all action inside. Unfortunately, even I can't do such a thing to a true god. How about this?"
Zhou Fan waved his hand and three pods appeared. They were like beds, but completely covered in a cylinder of metal.
"This is a cryopod. If a true god were to stay inside it and activate it, it would slow down their aging by ten thousand times, though both their thoughts and bodies would be frozen as well. Nothing could be accomplished besides existing longer, which is what I assume you need it for, right?"
Pangu nodded. "God realm cultivators have died. True god cultivators will die too, it is just a matter of time. With this, we can preserve the power of the righteous faction. Mostly in response to the destruction race, but there could also be other threats, either now or in the future."
As a member of the righteous faction army, Pangu did seem to at least have passion about it.
Zhou Fan waved his hand. "You can go now."
Pangu nodded and left.
Zhou Fan had used some of Pangu's contribution points in the creation of worlds in order to justify giving him the cryopod.
As for what he would do with the cryopod, it was none of Zhou Fan's business, though he could imagine its great usefulness.
It could be used to freeze cultivators near the end of their lifespan and release them when they were needed to fight at least one last time.
Zhou Fan moved to the purple star sea. He had nearly forgotten about his planet until Pangu mentioned it.
From afar, it seemed the same as normal, besides a few people outside of the barrier. It seemed that they were seeing if the Zhou Fan, the origin god, would come.
It was too bad that he entered without allowing them to see him. They could see through the barrier, but they weren't even at the inner world realm. They would never notice Zhou Fan unless he wanted to be noticed. Zhou Fan sat back and relaxed on the planet.
Although quadrillions of years had passed, nothing much had changed on the planet, just as Zhou Fan had designed it.
A few trillion years passed as Zhou Fan watched the creation of worlds progress.
He was watching Yao Mun's situation with interest. Yao Mun could not do things casually with the unified existence of the righteous faction.
At least, that was until he came into contact with the destruction race.
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