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Chapter 573 The History of the Infinite World

The ultimate battle that determined the fate of the Gurren Lagann universe generated immense fluctuations of will and energy ripples, which, through the strange connection between Zhang Qi and the others, began to be transmitted in an incredible way.

It crossed unimaginable dimensional barriers, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples that surged toward a completely different universe—the infinite primordial universe.

Under the influence and pull of this immense will, some fragments of consciousness that had originally dissipated like stardust into the infinite multiverse began to reassemble.

That was... Zhang Qi's consciousness.

As these fragments come together, it's like watching an epic film on fast-forward, with scenes of magnificent cosmic history flashing before his eyes.

That was in the distant past.

At that moment, the first ultimate being was born... that is, a powerful being at the Inner Universe realm.

Given his level of attainment at the time, he could have easily broken free from this still somewhat broken multiverse, roamed the endless void, and even evolved into a completely new and more advanced multiverse.

But he didn't.

He cherishes the memory of the old multicultural society that gave birth to him, the people and events within it, the laughter and tears, the bonds and regrets.

Thus, he made a decision that has caused countless successors to regret—he gave up the supreme transcendence that could have been attained with just one step.

He used everything he had to give back to the world he loved so deeply, supporting the crumbling initial diversity and delaying its demise.

As time goes by, even the energy of the ultimate powerhouse is not inexhaustible.

Just as the energy used to feed [Multidimensional One] was about to run out, this powerful being, on the verge of annihilation, comprehended the true essence of transcendence—[Light]!
He used this light as a foundation to build an infinite tower.

However, to the strong man's surprise, where there is light, there is also shadow.

From that brilliant light, the first darkness was born.

Because of its transcendent nature, this Tower of Light no longer simply consumes energy to supply [Multidimensional One].

It has become more mysterious, able to draw energy from the cycles of birth and death in countless parallel multiverses to sustain its own existence.

As long as the Tower of Light remains, [Multiverse No. 1] will have an enduring foundation.

However, everything has its pros and cons.

As the light intensifies, the accompanying darkness also grows simultaneously.

And so, supported by the light tower, [Multiverse No. 1] began its frenzied growth and expansion, devouring, merging, and evolving, becoming larger and more complex.

Until the previous era.

Having gone through countless cycles and evolutions, the size of [Multiverse No. 1] has expanded to a terrifying extent.

So vast that even the magnificent Tower of Light gradually showed signs of fatigue, unable to fully provide protection.

An opportunity quietly arrived.

Some remnants of wills from other multiverses, long since damaged, twisted, and filled with malice in the endless void, were drawn here like sharks smelling blood.

They covet the core of [Multiverse 1]—that tower of light that transcends essence.

These external malicious acts cleverly utilize the "darkness" accumulated and born from the rules of "[Number 1 Multiverse]" over a long period of time, as a springboard and disguise for intrusion.

These malicious "dark" forces eventually converged and wriggled, transforming into a ferocious and cunning giant serpent.

As soon as it appeared, it displayed terrifying power and profound scheming, and ruthlessly destroyed a powerful inner universe, the First Era Nuwa, within the [Number 1 Multiverse].

The other three inner universes (the Three Pure Ones) were corrupted by it with ruthless means, and it was pretended to take them as disciples, but in reality, it controlled them.

[Multiverse No. 1] Because its core power was restrained, the Light Tower could not fully support such a huge consumption and internal corrosion, and began to show signs of collapse. Huge spatial rifts spread throughout the universe.

That snake, which was Hongjun, did not immediately devour the light tower.

Instead, it used its diverse powers, combined with the stolen access to some of the Light Tower's authority, to establish the "Investiture of the Gods."

This "Investiture of the Gods" was not for the purpose of bestowing titles upon gods, but rather served as a massive seal, temporarily plugging the cracks throughout "Multiverse 1" and slowing down the collapse of the entire multiverse.

This seemingly altruistic act was actually a means to steal more effectively.

Subsequently, it used the power of the Investiture of the Gods to forcibly transfer the remaining powerful beings from the previous era, such as the Three Pure Ones, as well as the seeds of all races, to this new era. After evolution, they became the myriad races we know today.

Because of this achievement of "mending the heavens," the serpent (Hongjun) naturally obtained the authority of the Heavenly Dao in the new era. From then on, it began a long scheme, secretly reaping the fortune of the most promising "human" race. Its ultimate goal was still to completely steal the supreme and transcendent essence of the Tower of Light.

However, to the snake's utter surprise, in the previous era, besides those it knew of, there was also an insignificant "sixth seed" that had not completely disappeared.

The seed, in a way it could not comprehend, took root at the edge of the light tower and began to climb upwards.

As it climbs, it continuously absorbs the faint power emanating from the light tower, gradually growing stronger.

When it climbed to the middle of the tower, it had already transformed into a towering human being!
This person became the only variable in the fight against the snake (Hongjun).

A protracted struggle unfolds on a hidden level.

Ultimately, the Tower of Light merged with a small portion of the [human's] essence, transforming into a dazzling sphere of light—that was the [First God].

The subject of the "human" chose to be reincarnated and became—Wu Ming.

The snake (Hongjun) sensed this enormous threat and, in a fit of rage, used the [Investiture of the Gods] and a portion of the power of the light tower it controlled to forcibly give birth to the [Kunpeng].

The historical narrative ends here.

Zhang Qi's consciousness fully focused, and he slowly opened his eyes, finding himself in a... somewhat peculiar room.

The room was small and simply furnished. The only eye-catching feature was a huge screen in front of it, and a young man sitting cross-legged on the floor in front of the screen, gripping the controller and pressing the buttons intensely.

The screen displayed colorful fighting game graphics, and the sound effects were blasting loudly.

"So... you're just going to let things develop like this?"

Zhang Qi didn't look at the game, but instead looked at the young man with a somewhat complicated expression.

"Go for his lower body! Sweep his lower body! You idiot!"

The young man didn't even turn his head, his fingers clicking rapidly on the handle while he muttered something under his breath:

Only when the word "KO" appeared on the screen did the young man let out a long sigh of relief, casually toss the controller aside, stretch, and then turn his head to look at Zhang Qi.

His face carried a hint of nonchalant laziness, but his eyes were as deep as the starry sky that contained the entire universe.

"Oh, you're awake?" The young man grinned and casually pointed to the empty space next to him. "Sit anywhere."

Zhang Qi didn't move, he just watched him quietly.

The young man felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze, scratched his messy hair, and sighed.

"Alright, alright, I know what you want to ask."

He stood up, walked to the window, and opened it. Outside was not any familiar scene to Zhang Qi, but a turbulent chaos, with occasional fragments of the world streaking across the sky like shooting stars.

"I attained enlightenment in destruction, realized the ultimate truth, and found my own inner universe."

The young man gazed at the chaos outside the window, his voice lowering.

"I thought I could reverse everything and make up for all the regrets. But the more I learn, the more I realize that this is not just a disaster for me, but a disaster for the multiverse we live in..."

He paused, seemingly lost in some kind of memory.

"Back then, I was just an ordinary person, happily traveling with my friends and family. But then... the world changed drastically, and terror spread everywhere. I was lucky enough to escape unscathed, but I was trapped in that horror, unable to live or die."

"That terror wasn't from meme contamination, nor from some uncontrolled supernatural power. It was... the distortion formed from the remnants of the death of the multiverse! Truly indescribable, twisted chaos!"
If the cataclysmic ascension of our multiverse ultimately fails, then the entire multiverse, everything, will become that terrifying place. Just like… those countless dark, long-dead other multiverses beyond this one, they will become the most terrifying nightmare for all living beings.

He took a deep breath, his eyes sharpening.

"Later I learned that the reason I was able to survive and get to where I am today is all because of this multiverse. It... it almost risked everything to support me and placed all its hopes on me..."

"Therefore, I want to become stronger and go further!"

Only in this way can everything be salvaged... only then is there a sliver of hope to reverse this inevitable destruction.

The young man suddenly turned around, staring intently at Zhang Qi.

"But your appearance showed me another possibility... a path that might not be so tragic, that wouldn't require so many sacrifices!"

"Since you put it that way, then lend me a hand..."

(End of this chapter)