The old man you see with your phone is highly suspicious.

However, when Xue tried to press for more information, the old man chased him away, saying he was very busy.

Xue's Law can only do simple exercises and then rest.

He was also wondering why the old man had only spent one night setting up the system panel, but it had taken him more than a day to set up the new module.

And the old man's body gradually becoming transparent.

Lost in thought, he drifted off to sleep.

……

It was still the old man's memory; Xue Dinglu watched his figure constantly running around.

Battlefields, ruins, glaciers, deserts...

He seemed to be constantly saving people, without asking why, just as always.

He built cities for survivors in ruins and desolation, taught them magic, established schools, and enabled them to change the future with their own power.

Once these mages have matured, he will leave and go to the next place he wants to go, repeating this cycle once again.

Standing on the windswept Gobi Desert, Xue Dinglu saw the old man with a cloth draped over his head still heading into the distance.

"Old man, what are you doing?" Xue Dinglu tried to ask.

However, in that dream, Joshua seemed to hear Xue's voice. He seemed to have crossed endless time and space to have a simple conversation with Xue: "Atony..."

Under the scorching sun, Xue Dinglu watched as the old man in his dream continued walking forward.

"This is my personal, eternal atonement..."

Slowly, the Noble Phantasm known as "Cursed Blood" manifested on his body.

Xue Lude saw the future: the old man continued his path of "atonement," and he could save more people because the power of the cursed blood had been increased.

Absorb the suffering of others and bear it yourself.

This usage is bidirectional; one can also inflict one's own suffering on others. However, the Great Sage has never used it in reverse. He has always absorbed it, helping those living in what seems like an apocalyptic world to continue moving forward.

Xue Dinglu saw that the children who had been rescued by the old man had a different look in their eyes, something called "hope".

The old man smiled; this was the first time Xue Dinglu had seen him smile in a dream.

This cycle has happened countless times, but this time it's completely different.

Xue's Law saw a desolate and barren land.

There were no tribes, no survivors.

The entire planet seemed to have become a dead star, with only one gravedigger remaining.

“I have finally… waited for you…” the gravedigger’s aged voice rang out as he stretched out his hand, which was as hard as bone.

The gravedigger is the only living being in this world; there are no other living beings left.

In the end, what the gravedigger held onto was a grotesque mass of flesh and blood, resembling a honeycomb. With what seemed like his last breath, he said, "Please... take them away... thank you... savior..."

"This place... is home to 80 billion of my civilization's people..." The gravedigger handed the last relic of the planet to the old man, and it seemed that after saying these words, his life force completely dissipated, merging into this dead land.

A biological server that holds the souls of eight billion people.

Xue Dinglu saw the old man reach out his hand, and on his hand, the treasure called "Cursed Blood" covered the distorted flesh.

"Stop! You old fool, do you want to absorb the suffering of eight billion souls all at once?!" Xue Dinglu immediately shouted to stop him.

However, it was all just a dream. The great sage seemed to glance at him and smile, as if bidding him a final farewell.

Cursed Blood, at full power.

Chapter 34 A SOS Signal from a Parallel World

Xue Dinglu suddenly woke up, panting heavily as he clutched his pounding heart.

“Old Deng…” Xue Dinglu called out directly.

However, there was no response, and Xue's law could not even sense his own consciousness space.

"Old man? Old sage? Joshua?" Xue Dinglu kept calling out, but there was no response.

The world was eerily silent. Xue even discovered that he was not in the hotel in Narita; the entire world was completely blank.

A dream within a dream?

He immediately realized that this might be another voice influencing his dream, which, according to the old man's guess, might come from the world consciousness.

Finally, the pure white world disappeared, but the next moment, Xue's pupils contracted.

He saw a world just like the one in the Great Sage's memory, a world completely silent, with only ancient ruins as proof that a civilization once existed here.

At the very center of the world, only a skinless man remained, nailed to a cross, like a sinner being tortured.

"Help……"

The woman's voice continued to come.

"How can I help you?" Xue Dinglu asked, looking up at the sky.

"Returning to...history..."

"The end... of that catastrophe that was about to erase history..."

……

Xue Dinglu woke up in excruciating pain, as if he were drowning.

Every time he wakes up, I can always come up with something completely different and new.

He glanced at his phone; it was already 2 PM. He immediately stood up. It was almost time for the concert. His purpose in coming to Japan this time was to see this concert, which was also to fulfill Barack's last wish.

On the way to the venue, Xue Dinglu discovered that the Great Sage had stopped building modules.

In his consciousness space, a door appeared?

In his understanding, he could only temporarily use "door" to refer to this thing, while the great sage seemed to be deep in thought beside this door.

"Old man, what's wrong?" Xue Dinglu asked, and then took the opportunity to observe his condition.

The old man's body became increasingly transparent. If it was 80% transparent yesterday, it was now only 60% transparent at most, like a ghost in some movies.

The great sage's expression was very serious, without a trace of his previous shameless demeanor. He calmly asked, "You mentioned before that a motherly voice was pleading with you for help?"

"Ah."

"I've built a teleportation array inside your body, using it as an anchor point, which will allow me to teleport to a 'world' strongly connected to you, just like how that old undead used your abilities to teleport you to his world," the Great Sage explained, referring to the device he had spent so much time building.

But his expression grew even uglier, and he continued, "However, I've discovered a problem. In your world, there exists an abnormal history that has been artificially erased, but now that abnormal history seems to be forcibly correcting your world, turning your original world into the future of this abnormal history."

Xue's Law: "I don't understand."

"To put it simply, parallel worlds." The Great Sage saw Xue's clear yet foolish gaze and immediately added in words he could understand, "And now, it seems that a parallel world is about to collide with your Blue Star."

"Understood." Xue Dinglu stopped in his tracks.

"Passengers, the monorail train bound for Takasaki Station is about to arrive..." The announcement came over the loudspeaker.

Xue Dinglu gave up going to the concert and, standing in front of this platform, had a rapid internal exchange with the Great Sage.

"What problems would arise if parallel worlds really collided with reality?" Xue Dinglu asked the Great Sage, whose face was grim.

"The history of a parallel world will merge with your world, resulting in something like a 'spiritual revival' or a 'mystical revival.' More likely, the two worlds are too different to merge, and their histories will become distorted and collapse."

"As I guessed, your consciousness space didn't appear because of that old undead. Rather, your world itself discovered a problem and found you as its representative to help solve it. It's just that the old undead was lucky enough to enter your body first."

The great sage explained his conjecture in detail, and Xue Dinglu remained silent.

It turns out that this inexplicably appearing consciousness space of his was not something he acquired for nothing, but rather an ability bestowed upon him by the world itself.

"Old man, do you have any time left?" Xue Dinglu exhaled and looked up at the station ceiling.

"There is enough time."

"Actually, you've been dead for a long time... Unlike the old ghost, who only became a ghost, you are truly dead, completely and utterly dead, leaving nothing behind, dead in another world."

"Then, like a lost soul, you finally appeared inside my body. These are your last few days, right?"

Xue's statement is a statement of fact. Perhaps he had a suspicion after discovering that the Great Sage had begun to become transparent. Last night's dream was just a confirmation of his suspicion.

This old man is dead; he died far from home.

What appeared before Xue Dinglu was perhaps only his last soul and consciousness.

"Did you find out?" The Great Sage sighed as if his secret had been discovered, as if comforting Xue Dinglu, or as if speaking to himself, "But you're wrong. I didn't leave nothing behind. At the very least, I left you, my last and most worthless student."

"Let's go, this is the last lesson I can teach you." The Great Sage smiled and placed his hands on Xue Dinglu's shoulders.

"I will teach you everything I have learned, not just a simple technique, not just basic swordsmanship. I will teach you everything I have."

"So, let me show you our final enemy this time."

The old man met Xue's gaze, and his pupils shone.

Xue Lu saw the world in the eyes of the Great Sage, which seemed to be a city-state in ancient Greece. Then, a massive flood submerged the city before people could react.

Then, darkness fell upon the world.

A voice came from the darkness.

"Let there be light..."

The video ends here.

The Great Sage continued to stare at Xue Lude, his hand on Xue's shoulder tightening: "This is the enemy we are about to face. This operation is also the last thing I will teach you. You will definitely witness many more disasters like this in the future. I hope my experience and knowledge will become your most valuable asset on your path forward."

However, Xue Dinglu was completely stunned. He immediately took a step back and asked with a blank look, "Is this thing our enemy?"

"Yes, he is the culprit who orchestrated the merging of parallel worlds with the present world."

Xue Ludao, even more bewildered, pointed to himself with his index finger and asked again with a confused look, "I hit Jehovah?"

real or fake?

Chapter 35 According to unofficial historical records, Ye Gezi became a god by selling...

Two weeks ago, Xue was just a high school graduate who had just received his college acceptance letter.