Chapter 2507

"Come on, let me see what you have."

Xiao Feng let out a low murmur, took a step forward, and entered that clear sea of consciousness.

Hum—

At this moment, all beings on the Myriad Worlds Tree were affected and trembled.

Rumble—

Energy surged violently, primordial energy flowed back, each cosmic embryo shattered and broke apart, each sentient being of the False Origin Realm dissipated into smoke, transforming into primal energy and returning to the skull.

Even the deeper dimensional framework, that is, the corpse's Li Ti, was disintegrating!

In the distance, Chen Li condensed an avatar, sitting outside the cosmic membrane, gazing at the incessantly trembling entire dimension, his face showing an expression of relief.

"Finally over, this fucking life."

"Chan'er, Yue'er, Xiao Wan, Xiao Xi, Que'er, Pingping, Xiao An, Jie'er, Ning'er…… I haven't forgotten you."

"Also Shi Gu, A Gun, Kai Xuan……"

"Being strong is really boring; it was more fun back when we were ordinary."

Hum—

An invisible storm swept in.

He also vanished, disintegrating together with the universe, leaving not a trace.

Dimensions trembled, the cosmos collapsed, all existence was disappearing, turning into primal energy and returning to the skull.

Xiao Feng's divine soul took possession of the sea of consciousness of the remains, and the tips of his consciousness began to connect with this body.

He sensed the existence of the body.

But that seemed not to be the body, and it essentially differed from his understanding of the Li Ti.

"What a powerful feeling……"

"Every cell is a universe, every breath is the most precious Qi Luck……"

"What kind of existence is this……"

Although the Li Ti had disintegrated, what disintegrated was only the corpse, not the living body.

Rotting

The body has endured endless ages, yet still retains a great deal of "energy".

When it disintegrated, it returned to the origin, accepting the sea of consciousness's control, and gathered back.

Not only did the body shatter, but the skull also shattered, and along with those memories, all turned to nothingness.

The Myriad Worlds Tree disappeared entirely, leaving only Xiao Feng's divine soul's sea of consciousness.

Outside the sea of consciousness, immeasurable vast energy surrounded it; as Xiao Feng's divine soul fully merged, it came entirely under his control.

Click, click-click—

The entire energy mass froze, as if cooled, turning into a huge egg.

Everything fell silent.

After an unknown amount of time, with a crisp crack, the huge egg burst open.

A perfect body slowly stretched out, tall and slender, handsome, with long flowing hair, exuding supreme dignity.

Xiao Feng opened his eyes.

The Li Ti's eyes no longer saw the void of the Myriad Worlds Tree and the cosmic sea.

But rather a landscape of green mountains and clear waters, boundless fertile land.

Underfoot was soil, and the mouth and nose breathed air.

Everything was so ordinary.

"What's going on, did I have a dream?"

He frowned slightly, still thinking he had returned to the mortal world and become an ordinary person again.

But soon he realized, this world was different from the previous one!

A gust of wind blew, delivering a flower resembling a dandelion.

Xiao Feng casually caught it, and his Divine Sense analyzed its structure.

Then he was astonished to discover that within this tiny flower lay energy comparable to tens of thousands of False Origin Realm beings.

He squeezed the flower hard, crushing it.

Boom—

A tiny explosion occurred, spreading around his palm.

"Tens of thousands of False Origin Realm beings, and that's all the power?" Xiao Feng stared, dumbfounded.

But……

After he checked the size of his Li Ti, he was stunned again.

It turned out he……was taller than tens of thousands of universes stacked together.

And in this world, there were countless objects as huge as he was—every blade of grass, every tree, terrifyingly large!

"Am I crazy? I must be crazy……"

Xiao Feng's mouth twitched, feeling as if he had gone mad.

He inwardly examined himself, perceiving every cell of his body.

Sure enough, each cell was a universe.

Because the Li Ti had just formed, these universes were still at the initial stage, with life sprouting, as if just awakening.

He tried to circulate the power of time, maturing a cell-universe on the index finger of his left hand, rapidly developing it.

Soon, within it, tens of billions of years passed, giving birth to numerous powerful beings.

Several tens of Dao Ancestors appeared, already comparable to Chen Li's universe.

At a certain moment, a False Origin Realm powerhouse also appeared, breaking through the cosmic barriers and coming to the outside world.

Then…… that thing was so tiny it was almost invisible, like a bacterium burrowing out of his body; Xiao Feng felt nothing at all.

"This must be the true higher dimension..."

Xiao Feng felt a myriad of emotions.

In the distance, it seemed a living being was approaching, a person.

His speed was incredible; each second he could cross the span of several hundred million millions of universes.

No, to be precise, it wasn't even a few seconds.

The few seconds he felt subjectively corresponded to tens of millions, even hundreds of millions of years for the universes within his body.

Xiao Feng fully understood.

This is a cycle.

It is a cycle of dimensions!

From an ordinary person to a supreme existence surpassing the Ultimate Origin Realm, it is a reincarnation.

At this moment, he should still be able to grow stronger, to "Transcend" again, to become the "Controller" again, to become a "Dao Ancestor" again, then break free and seek higher dimensions.

He wondered whether a corpse awaited him ahead, what the future would hold—he could not see.

But……

In this life, he no longer wished to cultivate.

Whoosh!

That figure approached, and indeed it was a young, handsome human.

He wore a look of confusion and said to Xiao Feng, "Father, how did you become like this?"

Xiao Feng blinked and asked, "What do you call me?"

He had no memory of this youth at all.

The youth also blinked: "Call you Father. What's going on… Have you withered too long and become muddle-headed?"

"I… maybe."

Xiao Feng scratched his head, scratching hard, and a few universes exploded outright.

He asked, "What's my name? What's your name? Where is this place?"

The youth gave an exasperated look and replied, "You've become addle-brained from lingering too long. Father, you are the sole supreme Xiao Feng of the Eight Thousand Holy Realms, I am your son Xiao Fan. Mother is still waiting for you to return to reforge weapons and fight the enemy; if you don't go back, she'll lose her temper."

"Xiao Feng, Xiao Fan… what a coincidence," Xiao Feng said, feeling a bit bewildered.

Having become a rotting corpse and gained rebirth, could it be that the corpse's original worldview was also altered, renamed "Xiao Feng"?

Or perhaps… this "Xiao Feng" of his is merely one of countless manifestations of the corpse's memory reflected across worlds; indeed, within the myriad universes of the World Tree, there are countless Xiao Fengs and countless Xiao Fans.

Yet among the divine souls he merged, there seem to be few duplicate memories; even if names coincide, they are not entirely identical.

"What's your mother's name?" Xiao Feng asked again.

Xiao Fan pursed his lips, grabbed him with one hand, and said: "You still"

"better recall it yourself; Mother's temper isn't good—if you return home and can't even call her name, you'll be scolded!"

Xiao Feng was completely at a loss, trying hard to remember but getting no answer.

After flying through space for a stretch, he couldn't help asking, "Could your mother be called Xun Shuang?"

Only Xiao Fan and Xun Shuang are related to his karmic closed loop; he could think of no other possibility.

Upon hearing that, Xiao Fan said satisfactorily, "Not bad, just remember that. Let's go home!"

Having spoken, he accelerated, breaking through layer after layer of space, heading straight toward a certain direction.

Xiao Feng's gaze was somewhat bewildered.

But soon he felt at ease.

There aren't that many coincidences in the world; everything is predetermined, arranged by his previous life.

In his previous life, he was Xiao Feng.

Having endured decay, he reversed the flow and was reborn.

In this life, he remains Xiao Feng, unchanged.

Within his body, universes awakened one after another, and familiar living beings appeared again.

They remained exactly as before, not changed in the slightest.

Father still had a knight-errant's dream, Mother was still gentle, Ning'er remained obedient, Chen Li remained strong, and Dun Dun was still flat-chested…

Xiao Feng flew with his son Xiao Fan toward his high-dimensional home.

Meanwhile, in the low dimensions, another him appeared, returning to that familiar universe and reuniting with familiar family.

It was as if… he had never left.

【End of Book】