From the perspective of the universe, let alone planets and stars, even the entire Milky Way is so huge and has a huge river with hundreds of billions of stars, it is actually just dust that is far smaller than gravel.

Even if the Ten Heavenly Divine System is known as the supreme force that controls 95% of the observable universe's cultivation resources, if their territory is all pinched into a ball, it will be a larger mud ball.

In the vast and vast universe, the material is too scarce, and life is like a miracle.

But even if life is born, what?

It is nothing more than a large dark and lonely prisoner in the universe, which is difficult to transcend and even more difficult to realize.

There is always a quiet and dark area between the endless stars, the sky is shining, and there is always a quiet and dark area, only the dim halo wandering, like the aurora cruising in the void, releasing the ethereal but dim glimmer.

The twisted space and time, the interlaced real universe and subspace, and the fog of divine mist reflected by the personal spiritual light that only formed after the death of countless gods - the long-dead universe, the ruined space and time and space, and the environment like a burial place, constitute the most gorgeous and complex scenery in this vacuum, as if tolerating everything, but extremely empty.

It is called "The Burial Place of All Things". It was an abandoned battlefield that was abandoned after the great disaster of the Era. It was also the tomb of all living beings in the universe in the previous era.

Here, the complex space-time structure and the remaining longings of the Destroyed Power created one secret world after another that seemed real and illusory, which contained everything, and even people with high imagination could not predict it, because it was a crazy scene that could only be created after the fantasies of the deceased were intertwined.

Among them, there are indescribable evils, monsters that have been transformed from illusions, and the revived skeletons. For some reason, the civilized races naturally nurtured make people wonder whether this is the fantasy of the dead gods or the real life.

However, at the end of the day, the essence of all this is very simple.

That was a cage.

The cage that traps the 'monsters'.

——I can leave here, escape from the cage, and go to the void outside the universe.

——I can break the shackles, wander around the world, and patrol the heavens.

——I can, I can do this long ago.

——But I still don’t want to leave here.

[Because outside the universe, it is still just another cage, how is it different from an illusion?]

[I would rather stay in my hometown and be a prison guard who belongs only than waste time meaninglessly and go to another cage]

The world of creation, the burial place of all things.

If we look at it from the outside world, the burial place of everything is really ordinary, just a distorted space and time covered with fluorescent light. This space-time structure that is affected by the war of the strong is everywhere in the world of creation, and it is considered to be accustomed to it.

But as long as you intend to go deep into the "burial land" in it, you will know why this star field located at the edge of the universe is one of the four forbidden zones.

The dream of the dead body, the mist of the gods, and the burial of all living beings, these words are complex or not complicated, and they are not simple either.

Its essence is the residual thoughts and spiritual fragments of countless dead beings, mixed together with the most solid and huge, almost immortal souls of the gods, which are as core as the core, affecting the real universe and subspace structure, and forming a nearly 'maze-like secret realm and space-time.

If only a god falls, then no matter how dangerous this secret realm is, it can be guided.

Those who crack it can even recover many magical powers and techniques possessed by the gods, as well as some magical weapons and weapons left by him, and even the fundamental inheritance.

In other words, this is actually a good thing, and it is also a way for the fallen god to resurrection. As long as someone can understand the inheritance of this god, the god can resurrect again.

The question is, if the dream of the demise of a thousand gods is entangled together, then can anyone really crack this extremely complex secret realm and time?

If you are resurrected, are the original gods resurrected?

And what if there were ten thousand gods who died?

What if there were 100,000?

If it were nearly 100,000 years, almost all the gods, thousands of creatures, and several powerful people of the Tao, more than 80% of the intelligent life in the entire observable universe, plus the residual thoughts of the entire universe will be piled up together...

Such a twisted and formed divine mist, a dream of the dead body...

What kind of distortion will it create?

And what kind of monster will be born in this twist?

Lincolda, the Inafar Jailer, didn't know the answer to this question.

Because He is just a prison guard.

A powerful man who never cared about things, and who almost never did anything, except for some inexplicable actions, even other powerful man of Tao cannot understand.

One, guarding the entrance and exit of the Wanxiang Burial Land, although he seems competent, he always releases a large number of vicious monsters from time to time, allowing them to travel to time and space all over the universe and create endless destruction of "bad prisoners".

On a dead and completely bleak black dwarf, there was a figure sitting on the flat surface of the star, staring at the endless illusions around it.

Although there are prosperous empires, prosperous civilizations, wonderful songs, rare treasures, luxurious food... all of them are fantasy.

Of course, are illusion and reality really important? The powerful people in the Tao can correct the truth of the universe with their own will. If they want, even the illusory dream of gods can be embodied into reality and pull out those illogical treasures and civilizations from it.

But this still cannot eliminate the aura contained in these dreams... depression, cold, silence, and ominousness full of decay and destruction.

And they don’t need to extract and realize the powerful people in harmony with the Tao at all - they can escape from dreams, escape from secret realms, and create themselves from falsehoods.

So, guards need to be taken.

Need a prison guard.

An ordinary finger pointed out, pointing to the twisted starry sky, an extra twisted point - there was a huge fleet of majestic martial arts. This fleet spanned the universe and its own mass exceeded seven or eight planetary systems. A huge star-level super mothership suppressed the center of the military formation, vaguely forming a three-layer upper and lower, flawless formation with eternal rotation.

Such a military force is definitely majestic in the world of creation, and it is enough to be called an elite among the Ten Heavenly Divine System.

Their purpose is very simple, which is to gather the power of the entire civilization, break through the barriers of the illusion, and turn themselves from the burial of all things into reality.

However, because a finger passed by, the fog illusion in the entire vision seemed to have been erased by an eraser, and all turned into blank space.

The mighty and majestic space fleet naturally dissipated like a burst of bubbles, and it was no longer possible to conduct experiments with their intention to break through the environment.

More than that.

If there are strong people in the mechanical god realm here... then they with the dynamic vision of the god level can find that as this finger swept across, all the "power" in the scratched starry sky disappeared.

There became nothingness.

The highest magical power of the burial place of all things... [Return to the Silent Hand]

It took a long time before that time and space returned to its original state.

The owner of the arm withdrew his hand and continued to stare into the stars.

【Insurrection Lincolnard】

One of the oldest Hedao powerhouses, the only Hedao who has truly and thoroughly killed other Hedao, the deepest cunning Hedao, and the source of many darkness in the universe...

These are the labels of others.

If we look at it from the first impression, the human body of this powerful man of Hedao is just an ordinary male human. Whether it is in figure, face, or temperament, it is simply no different from the most typical ordinary people among the crowd. What they have to say is like the same NPC maps in some games.

But, what ordinary people can look up at the starry sky on the black dwarf and stare at the burial ground that can make ordinary evil gods crazy for without any backlash?

The universe is quiet.

Of course, it is just here. In the normal universe and space-time outside, the entire vacuum is filled with various electromagnetic waves, from various signals released by primitive civilizations inadvertently to interstellar advertisements deliberately circulating in higher civilizations, and even super-space signals are transmitted in subspace, filling the seemingly quiet void with extremely noisy noise.

But around the burial site of Vientiane, everything is quiet.

Because those noisy, lively places and people are afraid of this place, avoiding it from afar, and even actively being silent, not daring to make any noise.

[So meaningless] Sighingly, this powerful man from the burial site of the Wanxiang, said to himself so softly, and I don’t know if he was talking to the previous illusion fleet or to himself: [Why is it in vain to work hard]

Can silence delay destruction? Can silence not be discovered without vocalization?

Why do you do these meaningless actions instead of choosing to face up to this cruel universe like a normal person, then face all this nothingness, and then laugh?

Sometimes, Lincolnard would want to leave the burial place of the world and go to the endless multi-cosmic void that other powerful people have described, traveling through the heavens and all worlds.

This is a necessary thing for any powerful person seeking the Tao. If you cannot break through in your mother world, you will naturally have to go to the outside world to obtain more resources as the foundation of the advanced torrent.

Not only the two people in the vortex of disputes, as far as He knows, all the powerful men of the Tao traveled to the outer universe and the void after the first disaster, and traveled in many worlds... The time they explored was very long, even the shortest, and even all the powerful men of the Tao in the divine system had left the world of creation and went to the outer universe.

In fact, that is the truth about the first truce of the divine war - all the strongest people in the divine system have left this world, and the supreme commander and mentor have left. What else can I continue to fight?

But they all returned in the end, carrying the inheritance of the outside world and their loss.

Strong people in the torrent realm are also rare in the multiverse. At least, they do not exist around the world of creation, or they cannot find them.

They did not find a further path, nor did they see any unexpected scenery beyond their imagination.

In this case, what is the difference between those illusions in the other world and the burial place of all things?

For the powerful man of Hedao, there is really no difference.

The other world in the void, the dreams in the divine bones, their entire world of creation, the entire burial place of all things... and even the entire multiverse.

What is the essential difference between them?

[Zuchu Zhuzhou... Haha, did you defeat the younger guy Estordi? The strong man who sealed the universe... In order to revenge, he chased the world of creation?]

As if he was tired of seeing the scenery in front of him, Lincolnard turned his head and sensed the information conveyed by the younger generation: [But what is the point... If you want to kill, let him kill, let him He Dao, he can do whatever he wants]

[Don’t worry about my thoughts, I won’t care about your thoughts... Since they have all become real from fantasy and have been released from prison after being sentenced... Then be free and free, how can I restrain your behavior?]

——After all, this universe is my cage, and you are all my inmates, so where do I have the qualifications to govern you?

——After all, it’s still in a cage.

——The so-called living in the world of creation is no more real than the sentient beings in the dreams of the dead gods in the burial place.

It felt that the soul was gradually becoming cold and gradually returning to silence, and the ordinary human figure slowly lay down on the black dwarf.

The Insuri Guard stared at the starry sky, the boring scenery that had been seen for millions of years, but never closed his eyes.
To be continued...