I, Silver Superman, have been upgraded to Omniscient and Omnipotent.

I feel like I've won, but I also feel like I've lost.

I always feel uneasy, as if I've forgotten something important.

"No, I still don't believe it. Ye Ritian, I will keep an eye on you. There is absolutely no one in this world who can escape from the Wall of Origin, not even you, who are known as the Perfect Doomsday!"

Rao roared, his anger soaring to the sky. The hatred that had piled up in his heart had nowhere to go, and countless rages were rapidly multiplying.

It quickly filled his heart, and a ferocious smile gradually spread across his face, making him look rather distorted and unrecognizable.

The next moment, Rao's figure slowly disappeared from the spot and vanished.

……

Long after Rao left, two more unfamiliar figures suddenly appeared. They exuded a powerful and mysterious aura, subtly revealing their extraordinary nature. Compared to ordinary gods, they were far superior, indicating that they were no ordinary beings.

The ghost said in a deep voice, "For beings in the multiverse, the Wall of Origin is an unsolvable problem. There is no such thing as a loophole or a way to get down from it. Perhaps they don't even know that such a wall exists, or how powerful it is. This Ye Ritian is probably just talking big and making a fuss."

"It doesn't matter. I'll step in when the time is right. Let him do whatever he wants. If Ye Ritian is really confident that he can find that tiny, miraculous pattern and slip out through this hidden opening, he might actually make me take him seriously." The Phantom Stranger said calmly, with an air of nonchalance.

He looked down on this sloppy Ye Ritian from the bottom of his heart. How powerful could a creature who came from a tiny universe be? His knowledge and skills were at most the size of a bowl, how could they be as big as the mouth of his own vat?

"Just killing a few useless Kryptonian gods, what's there to be so smug about? I could do it too!"

The Phantom Stranger shook his head, his eyes full of disdain.

The ghost raised its head and said coldly, "Don't underestimate him. After all, he comes from the world outside the wall and is vaguely involved in the 'above' layer. He just happened to appear in the main universe. This does not mean that he is a weak life form born from the multiverse."

Upon hearing this, the stranger raised an eyebrow, snorted coldly, and remained silent. Hearing his companion's words, he had to admit that Ye Ritian's status was indeed quite high. To be able to access that hidden and supreme level was definitely not that of an ordinary person.

The ghost continued, "Well, we just need to wait and see. To be honest, I really hope he can break the miracle and break through the Origin Wall. After all, the Origin Wall has an extraordinary origin. Almost no creature that has climbed the wall has ever escaped. In fact, it's almost certain."

Ghost and Phantom Stranger are two supreme deities who walk in the multiverse. They have an inseparable and obscure connection with God, fulfilling God's commands and performing the duty of judgment in the world. They come without a trace and go without a trace.

The stranger's background is extremely mysterious, and there are many versions of his origin, which have been changed in a confusing way. He has the ability to travel through time and space and can go to heaven and hell.

He is elusive and always appears at crucial moments, unlike a traditional superhero. He has also warned the Justice League members.

He is omnipresent, eternal, and has existed since ancient times. Like a passerby, he is indifferent and apathetic to everything, appearing completely detached. His name itself suggests that he is a stranger, a passerby devoid of emotion.

Surprisingly, this new god vs. old god event startled him, and he actually offered his comments, attempting to intervene.

The ghost, on the other hand, is responsible for judging everything, representing the supreme god to accuse sins, and those who commit crimes will be cast into endless hell by him.

He possesses others to carry out executions, and sometimes he kills prisoners without hesitation, using ruthless methods that are no less cruel than those of a real demon.

Ghost frowned as he looked at Ye Ritian's Noah's Ark, scrutinizing it closely. He soon couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "This ship... is quite extraordinary."

The stranger held his breath and observed for a while. He sensed that the other party's origins were ancient and profound. Finally, he nodded and said, "Hmm, its building materials seem to be from a group of ancient gods, and it still belongs to the divine power of Odin, Zeus, the Jade Emperor, and others..."

The ghost's expression was solemn as he carefully sensed the vast rules and numerical concepts of the immortal ship. Gradually, his pupils widened in shock, as if he had seen something unbelievable. He took a deep breath and slowly said, "It's not just the branch of the old gods. On the basis of the bloodline of the old gods, there seems to be a previous generation, and an even more naturally sacred and powerful being, the ancient god."

The stranger remained silent, not responding. If this was the case, did it mean that there were many ancient gods existing outside the wall, each unknown, and that Ye Ritian came from a powerful world no less powerful than the DC universe?

But how could this be? Outside the DC world, apart from the territory of those guys, there is an endless blank space, a chaotic expanse.

There is no matter or meaning to exist, therefore, there is no world outside of this world!

So the question arises: where did Ye Ritian come from? His arrival is to prove to the world that besides the DC world, there are other worlds standing tall.

At this moment, unable to figure it out, the two simply gave up and stopped thinking about it, figuring they might find out later.

They first glanced indifferently at the celestial ship, then looked at the edge of the Origin Wall from afar, before slowly disappearing and quietly leaving the scene.

As the two departed, the realm of the gods fell silent once more.

The grand battle has come to an end. The internal strife of Krypton, the rebellion between the new gods and the old gods, has come to a close with Ye Ritian's ascent to the wall. The victor, Rao, returns in triumph.

Unfortunately, no one was happy for Rao, and no one celebrated for him. No one cared about his victory; their internal conflicts were just something outsiders found amusing and didn't really concern them.

The once mighty Kryptonian pantheon is now reduced to a single, struggling survivor, facing an overwhelming odds.

Countless people, on the contrary, were frowning and secretly criticizing Ye Ritian, simply because the cryptic words left behind by that man before he left were truly astonishing.

The voice echoed continuously within the domain, like the whisper of a demon, deeply imprinted in the mind, lingering and repeating itself endlessly.

He actually dared to claim he could return from the wall? This... this... how is that possible?

It's absolutely outrageous, unbelievable, unbelievable! Most people would rack their brains trying to figure out what gave him the right to say that, where did he get his confidence from? What is the basis for his audacity?

Some people burst into laughter, mocking the self-important Ye Ritian. Who did he think he was, God? How dare he be so arrogant, believing he could break the conventional rules?

Some people firmly believed it, simply because he was an outsider, and anything was possible. They wished they could grab him on the spot, dissect Ye Ritian's body, and open his skull.

They've uncovered all his secrets, but they're wary of his power and hesitate to act, not to mention he's now been sucked onto the wall.

Seeing that this tactic was not working, some people set their sights on Deadpool, Hulk, and Incredible Man. They believed that with Ye Ritian not around, these three guys were no match for them. Although they had killed three main gods in public, that did not deter them. To them, "If it were me, I could do it too."

But that's all in the future.

Whether or not anyone believes Ye Ritian can get off the wall is irrelevant, because the person involved simply doesn't care about their doubts and ridicule, and directly blocks their arguments on the Origin Wall.

…………

At this moment, the area at the edge of the DC universe, where golden light radiates, is entirely encompassed by the Wall of Origin.

Any living being that dares to step into the golden light covering the Wall of Origin will be sucked onto the wall without exception. Regardless of the will of others and with the sole right of interpretation, the life form is forcibly pulled over.

It's like a vacuum cleaner; no matter what level of dust you are, as long as you're small enough and within its absorption range, it will suck everything up and stick obediently to the wall.

Today, unexpectedly, after an unknown period of time, or perhaps many years, the Wall of Origin has once again brought in an unlucky soul, and not just any unlucky one, but a newly ascended deity, the Silver Superman God, Ye Ritian.

He has earned countless accolades and a formidable reputation in the multiverse, with remarkable military achievements and numerous honorific titles and divine honors, which he truly deserves.

Even powerful beings like the Antimonitor and the Ancient Doomsday perished at his hands. Following that, he fought fiercely against the sun god Raoh in the realm of the gods, greatly enhancing his reputation.

The news spread throughout countless realms and powers, attracting the attention of numerous supreme gods who watched from afar with indifference. Countless deities frowned as they gazed at Ye Ritian, this madman-like Kryptonian superman, who was unbelievably powerful, beyond their comprehension, and seemingly without end.

They all couldn't help but feel a sense of apprehension, their brows furrowed. This person was probably not easy to deal with, and no one could fail to see through his intentions.

"A bunch of old geezers, too afraid to confront me directly, can only gossip about me behind my back. They're after me, but too afraid to come, so when I wasn't around, they actually set their sights on Deadpool and his gang, not even afraid of being beaten to death."

Ye Ritian's expression was contemptuous, his face full of disdain. His super hearing transcended great distances, clearly hearing many people discussing him in secret. He couldn't help but sneer.

"Ha, what an ignorant bunch of trash. There's still one Hulk form that hasn't been developed yet. I was hoping you could help me push him a bit, but unfortunately, you don't have the potential to take on that responsibility."

He shook his head, not paying much attention to those people's covetousness. As a dragon, why would he care about the ants' murderous intent?

What, you're telling me about the metaphor of ants killing an elephant? No, no, no, if you put it that way, then ants would be the most powerful creatures in the world, making up for a lack of strength with sheer numbers?

With this comparison, the fighting power is completely collapsed. What's the point of talking about the survival of the fittest? Just reproduce quickly, and whoever has more people is stronger.

When the dragon got tired of them and felt they were no longer of any value, it simply breathed fire from its mouth, burning all the ants to death.

I was just playing around with you guys, but look at you, you took it seriously again. You really think you can be on equal footing with me, you don't know your own limitations.

Chapter 239 Ye Ritian climbing the wall enlivened the atmosphere on the wall.

Ye Ritian was stuck to the wall, unable to move. A strong suction force emanated from inside the wall, holding him firmly and making his body inseparable from the barrier.

From the outside, this wall of origin, known as the tomb of the gods, is covered with countless creatures, like a flypaper with countless flies stuck to it.

In reality, without exception, they were all gods, not flies.

Some were newcomers who had just approached the wall and were drawn in by their curiosity; others volunteered to explore the wall's secrets; still others wanted to escape this cage, break through the wall, and try to observe the chaotic void outside the wall in search of a new world, but all of them failed.

In the end, everyone was stuck to the wall and became exhibits, their strength constantly being drained from them by the interior of the wall, which absorbed their energy.

"Is this the legendary Wall of Origin? It is as terrifying and majestic as described in countless novels. But seeing it up close is absolutely horrifying."

It's so beautiful, so gorgeous, the gold is dazzling and eye-catching, and it looks so noble and elegant.

Ye Ritian showed an appreciative expression, full of admiration, and slowly raised his head. The whole process was extremely relaxed, and his tone was pleasant, even though he was uncontrollably being pulled towards the wall.

Yet he remained carefree, appearing calm and composed as he surveyed the barrier with remarkable composure. He seemed unfazed by the power of the Wall of Origin and even had the leisure and inclination to admire its beauty.

Ye Ritian's eyes were devoid of joy or sorrow, his face calm as he murmured, "If I were to unlock the ultimate specifications and unleash the concept of omniscience and omnipotence, I think I could come down instantly. But I haven't had enough fun yet. This wall is extraordinary; it seems to be suppressing someone. Hmm, it's the biological mother of that rebellious kid, the Anti-Monitor, the Goddess of Darkness."

Thinking of this, a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up. Completely unconcerned about his safety, Ye Ritian was unaware of any danger. Instead, he treated this place as a playground. He was not forced to come; he came voluntarily.

Ye Ritian smiled, in high spirits. He glanced at the horizon and said casually, "Here... there is only the universe and starry sky. Apart from the golden light, the walls, and the creatures on the walls, there is nothing of any meaningful value worth paying attention to. There is not even the sun that I like."

As he spoke, he casually glanced to the side without turning his head, using the corner of his eye to steal glances at others, secretly spying, a faint smile on his lips. By that measure, he wasn't so lonely after all.

Countless creatures are arranged on this high wall, crisscrossing and stretching from top to bottom and from left to right, with each area covered with a large number of life forms.

Looking down from a great height, all you see is a dense, endless array of things, their length, width, and height unknown, with no end in sight.

Countless gods were firmly attached to the wall, unable to move an inch. Every thousand or ten thousand years, people would shout and curse incessantly.

Of course, there were also desperate cries of agony, and voices of repentance, accompanied by weeping and shame. Despite the variations, everyone eventually arrived at this wall with the same regret, to behold it.

If they hadn't been so curious, or if they hadn't wanted to escape, they wouldn't have ended up like this. Unfortunately, they realized it too late. There's no going back. If only they had known this would happen, why did they do it in the first place?

Just as Ye Ritian smiled calmly and listened to the noisy commotion of people crying and wailing in the distance.

Finally, an ancient being on the Wall of Origin noticed this strange visitor. Countless old monsters turned their gazes toward him, and Ye Ritian was suddenly surrounded, with all eyes on him.

"Hmm? There's an unfamiliar scent."

"Looks like another unlucky guy has been put up on the wall. Hehe, is this because he's afraid we'll feel lonely, empty, or cold, so he deliberately put himself up on the wall to keep us company?"

"Trillions of years have passed. I can't remember how long it has been since anyone last appeared on the wall. After many days, finally someone new has appeared."

"That's right. If we hadn't been the ones to take the lead and pave the way for them, causing them to get stuck in the quagmire and unable to get out, making more and more people realize how terrible it is, countless people would have started to take it seriously, avoid it, and gradually stop thinking about it. As a result, the probability of newcomers getting on the wall is getting smaller and smaller."

"I hate it, I hate it so much. Why did I even think about escaping? Wasn't it better to stay in the world inside the walls? I'm already so strong, I can live anywhere. Why did I have to pursue some poetry and distant places, chase my dreams? Looking back now, I realize how stupid I was."

"Alas, I am far more miserable than you. Just because I took a close look at this high wall, it dragged me up here. Ha, is there no justice? Is there no law?"