Chapter 2147

How big is the Primordial World? How big is the World Tree?

Xiao Feng felt a bit dazed.

He originally thought that after the Primordial World shattered it became the Myriad Heavens Battlefield, and when intact it was at most only three to five times larger than the Myriad Heavens Battlefield.

But now it seems absolutely not the case!

It's probably more than a hundred times larger!

Xiao Feng couldn't help but recall what Chen Jie had said: after the Primordial World shattered, some of its fragments formed the Myriad Heavens and Myriad Worlds.

The name "Myriad Heavens" only appeared after the Primordial World's collapse.

That is to say, whether it be Yuan Su Shen Yu, the Nine Provinces Immortal Realm, the Four Continents World, or other such immortal realms and divine realms, long ago they were all connected to the Myriad Heavens Battlefield.

And after the Primordial Era's eight-clan war, the shattered world fragments drifted everywhere, the virtual cosmic pattern was redrawn, giving rise to the distinctions of the Myriad Heavens Battlefield, the Myriad Ancestral Realm, the Immortal and Divine Realms, and the differentiation of millions of worlds.

Plus some lost worlds, abandoned worlds, and special Mi Jing spaces...

The Myriad Heavens Battlefield now likely has no fewer than 10 million planes!

And even if all these lands were pieced together, they might still not be as vast as the Primordial World!

Because when the Primordial World shattered, a portion of its land drifted into outer space, mixing with the galaxies of extraterritorial space, and reorganized into billions of stars.

"Good thing the Myriad Heavens Battlefield isn't this big now, otherwise the myriad races' hegemony... ten years would be spent just traveling, and one might not even make it from east to west, let alone fight." Xiao Feng muttered to himself.

He began flying forward, intending to go nearby to observe the ancient World Tree and comprehend the Secret Art.

In the dream of Enlightenment, the time ratio differs from the outside.

Spending a few years or even decades here in comprehension, upon waking the

the moment, only a fleeting instant has passed.

So there's no need to rush; properly seeking opportunity is the right way.

As for where the opportunity lies……

That towering tree before our eyes is it.

The illustration in the Upper Supreme Chapter's scroll depicts the World Tree; what he sees upon entering here is also the World Tree, and there is nothing else extraordinary.

In this realm, the greatest opportunity is surely that sky-reaching divine tree.

The Chaos City atop it may also hold opportunity, but compared to that, it is likely only slightly inferior to the World Tree itself.

Xiao Feng proceeded at extreme speed, but in this world the speed of flight and shuttling seems slower than outside.

But upon careful sensing, he realized it wasn't a matter of slowness, but that the place was too vast, giving him a feeling of "chasing a mountain until the horse collapses."

After continuously teleporting several million kilometers, the World Tree was still far away.

Xiao Feng continued onward, tens of millions of kilometers, then hundreds of millions of kilometers, and before he knew it two or three days had passed; everything within his sight remained largely unchanged.

At this moment he felt depressed.

Really, really... it's too huge!

Living in such a vast world, how inferior must all living beings feel?

Feeling minuscule, not even as much as a speck of dust, essentially a single-celled organism!

After a few more days, Xiao Feng discovered that a battle was taking place ahead.

Looking closer, it turned out to be the illusionary combat of two ancient venerables.

Everything here is actually an illusory dream; he cannot truly touch it, nor alter it.

Those two venerables both belonged to the Barbarian Beast Clan, their strength around level 2400, and they fought high above the ground at a distance of hundreds of millions of kilometers. The battle triggered a massive energy storm that ravaged and shattered much of the surrounding area.

But from Xiao Feng's

angle, looking down on them, yet it feels like playing house; to the entire cosmos and to the World Tree, it is insignificant.

"Where is the Eight-tier Secret Art?"

After watching this battle, the two venerables each departed wounded.

Xiao Feng harbored doubts, not understanding where the so-called Secret Art was located.

He endured and continued to shuttle forward.

Before he knew it, another half month had passed; the distance between him and the World Tree seemed to have narrowed a bit, but there was still a long way to go.

That day, the scenery ahead underwent a different change.

Suddenly, two beams of strong light appeared at the top of the ancient World Tree; the beams stood in midair for a moment, then launched an attack on the Chaos City built upon the tree's leaves.

The Chaos City immediately responded, a stronger burst of light erupting and engaging in battle with the two powerful beings.

All three beams of light were supreme experts; the one within the Chaos City appeared somewhat stronger, able to hold his own against two opponents.

"Could this be the origin of the ancient apocalypse war?" Xiao Feng watched the battle intently.

But soon he realized his guess was wrong.

He had already witnessed the apocalypse war once when Chen Jie led him to watch the Chronicle of Ages; back then, the ancient emperors of Di Jiang and the Devil Rock Clan took the initiative against the Chaos Immortal Emperor, after which the Sage Ape Monster King leapt in to join the fight, without any biased indiscriminate attacks.

As they fought, none of the four great powers could overcome another; the subordinates of their respective clans could no longer sit still, and they all joined the battle.

Then the turmoil grew ever larger, the waves rose higher and higher, eventually evolving into a world-shaking battle of over a hundred venerables, resulting in the ancient World Tree's collapse, the Chaos City's fall, and even the land shattering along with it.

But this time what he witnessed

was only three powerful forces.

During the battle, the three's power caused some damage to the Chaos City, and the immense force also left numerous deep scars on the World Tree.

But after the fight, the three forces each went their separate ways, without causing any greater turmoil.

Xiao Feng gazed at the distant World Tree, lost in thought.

The World Tree, damaged by the attacks of the three great powers, was rapidly recovering.

It absorbed the surrounding heavenly and earthly energy and vitality, and the gap was fully healed in less than a day.

Bear in mind, the World Tree's scale is immensely vast; for it, a wound that is neither big nor small could actually fit several suns inside and still not be filled!

But under its recovery ability, it only took one day!

Xiao Feng saw this change, and also noticed that after the energy and vitality between heaven and earth were drawn away, the surrounding spiritual power concentration decreased, and consequently the vitality of all living things on the earth also weakened.

Just saying, the Building Wood took the vitality of all things to repair itself…

"This is an extremely overbearing way of taking, more terrifying than the Lord of Stars plundering Qi Luck…"

Xiao Feng had an epiphany.

Could the Eight-tier Secret Art be here?

Time suddenly began to fly by.

He hardly moved, yet the surrounding time flowed by tens of thousands of years in an instant.

One day, the earth's surface suddenly erupted in fierce war.

The Human Race, Wild Beast Tribe, and Magic Rock Tribe went to war, the flames of war sweeping across millions of tribes, from one end of the earth to the other.

The flow of time was rapid, like dolls fighting in a hegemony game.

Countless beings died horribly, mountains collapsed in battle, rivers ceased flowing in battle, vast expanses of forest turned to dust, blood stained the great

earth.

After about ten thousand years, the war gradually subsided.

After the war, the Primordial World was in utter ruin, bones littered the ground, everywhere were pits and depressions, and many undecayed strong corpses lay exposed in the wilderness, with no one to collect them.

And after this fierce war, the Building Wood emitted wisp after wisp of invisible vitality, began to nurture this world, using its own energy, to smooth over the wounds the war had inflicted on this world.