บท 1246: 1448
**Chapter 1448: When the Sky Falls, There Will Be Tall Ones to Hold It Up**
Starting from the mysterious manor, all the information obtained began to connect at this moment. Lin Moyu's understanding of ancient events became clear.
"The Turul tribe unified the Turul world. It might not have been called the Turul world before, but that doesn't matter."
"Then they encountered that mysterious master, who was even more powerful. His army invaded the Turul world."
"Not just the Turul world, but also Blue Sea, Paradise... These are all worlds, not just races."
"One by one, worlds like the Great World were occupied by that master."
"That master god ruled over dozens of worlds, his power unimaginable."
"Until that mysterious master found a new world, triggering another war."
"This new world was very powerful, and the two sides were evenly matched. The mysterious master's army was damaged, and various worlds took the opportunity to rebel."
"In the end, that master should have been defeated..."
Lin Moyu was suddenly shocked. He thought of the Great World runes he saw through the black hole. The Great World runes were severely damaged, as if they were about to collapse.
Connecting this with the scenes he saw in the mysterious manor, where the powerful being summoned the Great World runes, a terrifying thought grew in his mind.
"The Great World is the world that fought against that mysterious master."
"Even if it's not, the Great World is at least a world that was once graced by his glory."
"That's why there are still traces of the ancient war in the Great World, such as battlefields and chaotic rules left from that war."
Lin Moyu's thoughts spread, feeling that he had touched upon an enormous secret.
"From the information obtained from the chaotic rules, that mysterious master did not truly die."
"Perhaps one day, he will return and reassemble his army..."
If this happens, it will be an incredibly terrifying outcome.
Lin Moyu didn't know if the strongest in his Great World could withstand it.
His level was not enough; he was far from reaching such figures.
What kind of existence is the legendary invincible strongman, and can he stop that mysterious master?
He recalled the strongest beings he had encountered: Antares, the mysterious man, and the old man riding the green ox.
Yes, that old man was the strongest he had ever seen, bar none.
Even Antares did not dare to mention his name.
As his strength increased, he had some guesses about Antares's power.
Antares was not just at the God Sovereign realm; he was likely a being who had set foot in the Other Shore, at least half a step into the Other Shore like Zhu Qiwu. But even such a strongman did not dare to mention the old man's name, indicating how powerful the old man with the green ox was.
"Perhaps he can stop the other side."
Lin Moyu comforted himself, thinking that the Great World was not without peerless strongmen; he just didn't know them yet.
Then he couldn't help but mock himself, "Why am I worrying about this? When the sky falls, there will be tall ones to hold it up. Besides, who knows when that master will return."
"It might be ten thousand years, a hundred thousand years before he returns. I'm just worrying for nothing."
Lin Moyu felt he was being overly anxious, finding it somewhat amusing.
After resting enough, Lin Moyu checked the map in his mind.
During this time, the skeletons had explored a large area, mostly plains.
Knowing that Turul was a world, Lin Moyu had a new understanding of the word "vast."
In the face of a world, thousands or tens of thousands of light-years are nothing, let alone a few billion kilometers.
This place could at most be considered a region within the Turul world, possibly a battlefield, nothing more. He had a feeling that he might not gain much here.
However, obtaining this information already made the trip worthwhile.
Based on the information obtained so far, as long as he reported it, the task would be considered complete. He knew how much the upper echelons valued ancient information.
"I guess they are also searching for remnants from ancient times, perhaps also worried about the mysterious master's revival."
"But what does that have to do with me? I just need to stay alive, cultivate well, and when I have the strength, change fate for them."
In Area 9-58, outside the great vortex, hundreds of skeletons were in a daze.
A lotus flower flew out of the void, stopping outside the vortex.
The lotus had eighteen petals, golden in color, known as the Eighteen Golden Lotus.
In the Buddhist clan, many people liked to use lotus-shaped artifacts as their vehicles.
Lotuses were classified by color and the number of petals into different levels.
Arhats equivalent to True Gods could only use silver lotuses.
Golden lotuses were reserved for Bodhisattvas.
Even among golden lotuses, there were strict hierarchies.
Six-petal golden lotuses were for low-level Bodhisattvas, nine-petal for mid-level Bodhisattvas, and only high-level Bodhisattvas could use twelve-petal golden lotuses. In the Buddhist clan, using artifacts beyond one's level was punishable.
As for the eighteen-petal golden lotus, it was exclusively for Little Buddhas.
At the God Sovereign realm, one would start with a twenty-four-petal golden lotus.
The golden lotus was both a vehicle and a defensive artifact, with extremely strong defensive capabilities.
On the golden lotus sat a Little Buddha.
He wore a golden cassock, a golden Buddha crown, held a golden alms bowl in his right hand, and a string of nine Buddha beads in his left hand.
From head to toe, every item was an artifact, armed to the teeth.
He stopped before the great vortex, seeing the dazed Skeleton God Warriors.
His originally solemn expression turned into a frown, clearly displeased by the deathly aura emanating from the Skeleton God Warriors.
"Where did these demons and monsters come from? Today, this Buddha will cleanse you."
As he spoke, the golden Buddha crown on his head emitted a brilliant light, transforming into a golden sword that swept across the starry sky. With the sound of Buddha chants, the golden sword passed through, and the Skeleton God Warriors melted like snow, dying silently.
Because they had lost contact with Lin Moyu, these Skeleton God Warriors truly died, not revived by the **Undying Undead** spell.
After sweeping away the Skeleton God Warriors with one sword, the Little Buddha chanted, "Amitabha, dust to dust, earth to earth."
At this moment, a deafening laugh came from the starry sky, "Golden Light Little Buddha, you're still alive."
Golden Light Little Buddha frowned, clearly displeased with the question.
But he did not lose his temper, instead saying, "Soul Devourer Little God Sovereign, you're alive too."
"Of course, how could I die?" Amid the deafening voice, a demon warship flew over and stopped steadily.
The demon warship, fierce and menacing, formed a stark contrast with the Golden Light Little Buddha's eighteen-petal golden lotus. The warship emitted an aura close to the God Sovereign realm, a God Sovereign-level warship.
Golden Light Little Buddha looked at the warship with envy.
Though it looked ugly, it was a genuine God Sovereign-level warship, much stronger than his eighteen-petal golden lotus.
Even all his possessions combined couldn't match this warship.
Soul Devourer Little God Sovereign flew out of the warship, stopping steadily before Golden Light Little Buddha, only a thousand meters apart, a very close distance.
Soul Devourer Little God Sovereign said, "Are you ready?"
Golden Light Little Buddha said, "Everything is ready. I hope you won't go back on your word after it's done."
Soul Devourer Little God Sovereign laughed heartily, "Our Soul Devourer lineage and your Golden Light lineage have cooperated many times. How could we go back on our word?"
"Amitabha, good!" Golden Light Little Buddha chanted, "Then let's not delay, let's go in."
"Alright, after you, Little Buddha!" Soul Devourer laughed, making a gesture of invitation.
Golden Light Little Buddha glanced at him, then stepped on the golden lotus and flew into the vortex.
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