I picked up the scattered attributes

"Evil Land...this is the real Evil Land!"

Even the three emperors, recalling the events, felt their hearts tremble: "Even the Nine Nether Hells cannot compare to this place; this is the true hell!"

Although the six realms of reincarnation in later generations were filled with countless chaos and brought endless troubles.

Even in this cycle of reincarnation, the dead can still be reborn, past and present lives can be separated, and death and rebirth in this world can be maintained in a delicate balance forever.

The cycle of calamity is clearly independent of the cycle of heaven and earth.

No one who dies on this battlefield has any chance of finding release.

They can only be resurrected again and again, participating in endless battles time and time again.

"The War of Eden... Is this the true face of the War of Eden...?"

The three emperors breathed heavily, and in a moment of clarity, they suddenly grasped the key point: "What is the point of such suicide... endless fighting and resurrection? Neither side can possibly win. Judging from their posture, they might even fight for billions of years to come! The world will perish, and time will come to an end!"

"Perhaps they are waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to break the balance."

The Chaos Emperor stroked his chin as he walked over and stood in the ravaged starry sky: "Judging from what just happened, the Divine Kingdom is clearly at a disadvantage. However, due to the power of reincarnation, the battlefield has maintained a strange balance. Even though they are at a disadvantage, they will never be defeated..."

"Is this cycle going to continue indefinitely?" Emperor Changsheng couldn't help but ask.

"Naturally, this won't last forever, because they are waiting for an outsider, an outsider who can disrupt the balance."

The Chaos Emperor shook his head, his gaze fixed intently on Feng Xia: "Fellow Daoist Feng... what do you think?"

Feng Xia chuckled, "Fellow Daoist Chaos, please don't look at me like that. I was just accidentally dragged into this. If I could, I would love to return to the Xuan Yuan World, find the girl I like, and settle down and start a family in peace, instead of fighting to the death here..."

The Chaos Emperor continued to stare at him.

"Of course, now that I've stumbled upon this, perhaps it's time to bring this endless battle to a close."

"Fellow Daoist Feng, what do you intend to do?" The Chaos Emperor nodded in satisfaction.

"It's very simple. The current cycle on the battlefield is not the complete cycle of heaven and earth, but only the small cycle that each side has established."

Feng Xia looked back, his gaze seemingly able to pierce through the starry sky and land on the Xuan Yuan World where they had just landed: "The best way to deal with reincarnation is naturally reincarnation itself. Since they control life and death with smaller reincarnations, then..."

"I will then send them into a true great cycle of reincarnation!"

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Chapter 1262

"The true great cycle of reincarnation?"

Feng Xia's words startled all three emperors.

Instead, the Chaos Emperor stroked his chin thoughtfully and said, "So, back then, you had already... foreseen this day?"

He thought of the Styx deities that Feng Xia had rescued in the Xuan Yuan World!

At the time, he also believed that even the Yellow Springs had been destroyed and reincarnation between heaven and earth no longer existed. What use would it be to revive the Styx deities who had long since left the era?

Now that I see it, isn't it incredibly useful?

Feng Xia smiled noncommittally and said slowly, "I just had a premonition. As for everything here, it was indeed beyond my expectations."

As it turned out, he was right.

The cycle of reincarnation is extremely important for both sides!

Just as His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor of the Divine Kingdom once said...

Not dying is not necessarily a good thing.

However, in future wars, to deal with immortal enemies and terrifying monsters, one must master immortality!

Even so, the Heavenly Emperor was not wrong.

Over the long course of time, immortality could actually become a great terror!

The battlefield they saw was just like that; no one would die, no one would disappear, and all they could do was gradually become numb and gradually sink into depravity amidst the endless fighting.

"At this stage of the battle, the disparity in troop strength is no longer the decisive factor."

The three of them, including the Flying Immortal Emperor, also realized what was happening.

Unless one side has a way to instantly wipe out the other side.

Otherwise, the battle will continue indefinitely, with life and death clashes raging on.

"Especially after this situation has been formed, the tug-of-war will be extended indefinitely, and all resources outside of the war will be gradually stripped away from their original locations and poured into the battle in the hope of one day overwhelming the enemy!"

Under normal circumstances, this way of thinking is not problematic.

However, the situation is completely different when placed on the battlefield of Edo.

The battlefield of Edo is like a black hole deeper than the abyss, swallowing everything outside the battlefield. The ever-increasing pressure of this swallowing will force both sides to continuously invest more resources and power into this endlessly stretched tug-of-war!

"Even if one side wins in the end, it will probably be billions of years later, when the heavens and earth collapse, all things wither and decay, and the universe is heading towards annihilation!"

As Feng Xia calmly recounted the story, the three emperors' breathing indeed became more and more rapid, their eyes wide open, as if an invisible hand were gripping their throats.

A blurry image appeared before their eyes.

All things decay and decay, and heaven and earth are extinguished.

Thick layers of calamity dust drifted between heaven and earth, covering the lifeless stars.

The primordial energy of heaven and earth had long been exhausted, and mortals perished along with the planet. Only those powerful cultivators were able to barely hold on.

However, as the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth withered away, those with supernatural powers also weakened, lost their way, and perished along with Heaven and Earth.

"This is the final outcome of this battle."

"No matter who wins, the fate of the universe... will not change."

Feng Xia's calm voice was filled with a terrifying demonic power, shaking their minds. Even though they were Emperor-level beings, they couldn't help but feel their Dao hearts waver and were gradually filled with despair.

Unbeknownst to them, the three emperors had grown old and withered, their hair turned white and their appearance emaciated, like three old men on the verge of death.

Their spiritual beliefs have aged, and their physical bodies have aged as well.

Feng Xia showed them an utterly hopeless future, an end to the universe, an end where heaven and earth are annihilated!

"and many more!"

The usually taciturn Jade Emperor suddenly turned his gaze to Feng Xia and said, word by word, "Since you've brought this up now, and you've already said you'd send them into a true Great Reincarnation, that means... you have a solution, right?!"

Feng Xia nodded, then shook his head: "What I have is only a way to break the deadlock. I can break this terrible balance, but even I cannot guarantee that the future situation will not fall into an even more terrible cycle."

Once that happens, I doubt anyone will be able to break it!

The three emperors' eyelids twitched again.

He hesitated for a moment, not daring to say another word.

If the situation Feng Xia described were to occur, wouldn't that mean they would become sinners in the entire universe?

"Therefore, simply using reincarnation to break the cycle of reincarnation is not enough."

Feng Xia's serious face suddenly broke into a bright smile: "We also need to establish a new order, so that the Great Dao of Reincarnation can also enter into the new order, no longer supreme and above all other Great Daos in the world."

The Chaos Emperor seemed to understand.

His body shone with an ever-changing, flickering light: "As expected, Fellow Daoist Feng, what are you being modest about 'just having a premonition'? To have thought of this so long ago, without sufficient foresight, it would have been absolutely impossible, much less like what we see now..."

He paused, as if he had discovered a great secret, and said, word by word, "Everything is ready, except for the east wind!"

Feng Xia couldn't help but laugh or cry.

That said, reality is often more bizarre than stories.

He originally saved those Styx deities out of caution, just to prevent any unforeseen circumstances.

But unexpectedly, it produced a miraculous effect at this time!

"Indeed, apart from those few, the Hun Tian Tu and the Wan Jie Lun Hui Lian... perfectly meet the requirements."

While rubbing his chin, Feng Xia shook his head and sighed, "Although I don't believe in fate, and I don't think that anyone can control my fate now, I have to admit that there may indeed be some amazing coincidences in the dark."

The various coincidences in history, when left for future generations to judge, are what we call fate.

Thinking of this, Feng Xia waved to everyone and disappeared in an instant: "Please wait here for me for a moment, I'll be right back."

the other side.

Battlefield of Ecuador.

After Feng Xia and the others disappeared, the waves of the Divine Sea returned to calm.

This battle, which has lasted for countless years, has now come to a brief pause.

"That guy..."

"He's still alive?"

"He's back, but the variables remain!"

Within the camp of the Nineteen Ancestors, various colored mists surged wildly.

Clearly, Feng Xia's sudden appearance was far beyond their expectations!

Originally, the Nineteenth Ancestor believed that Feng Xia had escaped into the depths of chaos. Even if his fate was not ultimately determined, the chaos was unpredictable. Even if Feng Xia was able to return to the Great Thousand Universe, it would probably be many years later.

More likely, he was worn down by chaos and died a miserable death within it.