Chapter 2504

An indescribably tiny singularity, yet it contains the total matter and energy exceeding that of an ordinary great universe.

At this moment, Xiao Feng is no longer human, nor merely a spirit, but a source point containing infinite possibilities.

At the instant it collapsed to its smallest volume, he seemed to see a breach appear in the 'space' of the higher-dimensional world, a thread of light shining through from the other side, revealing a special scene to him.

On an immensely huge body, fruit-like objects hung, slowly growing.

Meanwhile, reptile-like creatures roamed in great numbers, more than the fruit, invading everywhere and trying to eat them.

Chen Li had described this scene to Xiao Feng before, but when he himself perceived it with his senses, he was still shocked!

"This is the World Tree: the heavy sink, the light remain."

Those smaller universes develop and grow where they are born; as their volume and mass increase, they gradually 'sink', moving farther away.

This 'sinking' is not a spatial 'down'; the higher-dimensional world has no up/down or four directions, so the so-called direction cannot be described by ordinary directions.

Besides the universes, the pseudo-source realm and source-realm beings are relatively freer, able to follow the currents to seek the source.

Perhaps no one knows what they are seeking, but at the end there should be an answer.

Having become a singularity, Xiao Feng felt himself immensely powerful, possessing a 'burst' force that could at any moment turn himself into a supergreat universe no inferior to Chen Li's.

But he did not do so!

The cosmic body is destined.

One cannot approach the root of the World Tree, for it is too vast and will be driven away by an irresistible force.

But maintaining the singularity form leaves one free, still able to go upstream!

Xiao Feng kept his singularity condensed state unchanged, continuing to approach the source he sensed.

At this moment, his inner universe has been destroyed, everything returning to its original state.

Chaotic qi, time flow, soul origin, and so on—all kinds of energy and matter condensed into a point, impossible to describe his present state with any substance or law.

Yet his subjective will still exists, still clear, urging him to explore the unknown 'ultimate'.

Time became even more blurred.

Each step forward is a regression of millions of years or more of ordinary cosmic time.

Having no material form, no soul form, Xiao Feng is no longer a living being; the memories of his time as a being begin to fade rapidly.

He gradually forgot many things.

He forgot where his homeland was, what the myriad heavens meant, what a virtual universe was.

After a while, he forgot friends and relatives, and the time he had spent cultivating.

Father, mother, Ning'er, Xiao Nian, Ruoruo...

One after another, those figures gradually vanished.

The Divine Sense will seemed to have sorrow welling up, yet without cause or basis, sad without reason, not knowing where the pain lay.

Xiao Feng was left only with bewilderment.

In his heart remained a single thought telling him: continue forward, do not stop!

At a certain moment, Xiao Feng suddenly realized a 'voice' was calling him.

He looked back; at the edge of the dimensions, near that huge cosmic body, beside the small newborn universe, two figures seemed to appear.

"That is where I come from..."

A glimmer of understanding arose in Xiao Feng's heart.

"Erase the origin, and there is no past; without past, there is no weakness."

He had transcended, no longer the former Xiao Feng; all past sentient emotions would only become his weakness, leaving him vulnerable to coercion.

Therefore, this must not be!

Thinking this, Xiao Feng used his Divine Sense to mobilize the free-floating will forces in the dimensions, shaping them into an invisible great hand, and struck toward that distant place indescribable.

Boom~

Something was breaking apart.

The strike meant to erase the past and his weakness was actually blocked by a suddenly appearing pseudo-source realm spirit.

"That is..."

A hint of surprise rose in Xiao Feng's Divine Sense.

That pseudo-source realm spirit looked like a ferocious demon, wanting to devour his past.

But... it seemed to be willingly taking the hit, blocking Xiao Feng's strike just now.

"Who is this? Why do this?" Xiao Feng felt puzzled.

The residual might of the Divine Sense shattered the newborn universe's shell, and Xiao Feng, seeing its interior, suddenly understood.

As it turned out, that was... Xun Shuang.

No, more accurately, it was not Xun Shuang but the spirit of the virtual universe!

She knew of the karmic closed loop between Xiao Feng and his son; perhaps Chen Li later told her something, realizing the loop lacked an element, she continually cultivated and broke through, sacrificing herself to merge into this karma.

With her and Xiao Fan's mother-son anomaly filling the gap, Xiao Feng finally gathered the most inconceivable infinite possibilities within a universe, completing the karmic closed loop.

But thus, Xun Shuang ceased to exist entirely, dying at the hands of her own husband.

Xiao Feng's soul and will swayed slightly, the painful emotion

was growing.

But in less than an instant, it turned into bewilderment.

He had lost the ability to feel pain, and also forgot what his relationship with Xun Shuang had been.

Who was she? What had she done? What story lay behind her?

All this... vanished like that dissipating pseudo-source realm spirit, no longer existing.

Continue onward.

One can forget everything that happened on the way here.

But one must not disappoint those who paved the way for oneself and were sent here.

Even though one has forgotten, even though one may never see them again, there is still a belief in the soul telling Xiao Feng: Do not let them down!

Forward, forward, direction unknown.

The singularity's perception of the origin of the Myriad Worlds Tree is clearer, surpassing the cosmic body.

Xiao Feng is so fast that speed cannot describe him. If this dimension had light, he should be several trillion times faster than light.

Time has become even more ancient.

The surrounding universes are dwindling, most being newborn cosmic embryos, very tiny.

Xiao Feng in singularity state can still devour other spirits, and his speed is even faster than before.

As long as it "approaches" the other party, the singularity's trait will activate, drawing it into the singularity and compressing it into a part of infinitely small volume.

If measured in cosmic time, his previous self devouring a false-origin realm life might take hundreds of thousands, millions of years, or even longer.

But now, the time of a single breath is enough!

Even devouring a cosmic embryo takes no more than a snap of the fingers.

Three hundred, five hundred, eight hundred...

The number of false-origin realm beings devoured by Xiao Feng keeps increasing, and the singularity's mass keeps growing.

These devoured false-origin realm spirits contain different origins; besides the source qi of all things, the four great laws such as time and space also

There are many of them, quickly making up for Xiao Feng's deficiency in this regard.

Unbeknownst to him, Xiao Feng has devoured over six hundred universes and over three thousand false-origin realm spirits.

He seems to have also killed several true-origin realm beings, having gone through several fierce battles.

But he can't remember; many things leave no trace of memory, only that belief remains imprinted in his soul.