Why are all of us who transmigrated at the same time demons?

The first level of this realm is called the Human Immortal. The inner world begins to evolve into the real world, allowing the physical body to traverse the void, covering tens of thousands of miles in an instant. However, in the fully-regulated real world, its destructive power will be suppressed.

But in this square-shaped lunar universe, Loran is confident that once he succeeds, he will have the power to destroy thousands of miles of mountains and rivers and even shake the stars with every move he makes!

Afterwards, at the Earth Immortal realm, all the acupoints in one's body are transformed into blessed lands and grottoes; as for the Celestial Immortal, a world of its own is formed within its body, and with a thought, it can reduce star systems to nothingness. Not to mention that the Dharma Body attained by Loran will also possess the characteristics of "legend" ahead of time and begin to acquire a trace of the qualities of "the other shore".

At that time, looking across the world, unless they are unreasonable and comical characters, everyone who comes will be easily suppressed by him.

"Once I have achieved my Dharma body, if any of you dare to make a fuss again, don't blame me for crushing this entire star with a single thought." Loran thought coldly.

The cultivation technique he practiced was the "Heavenly Emperor's Jade Book," which he created by integrating knowledge from all realms and aligning it with his own path of cultivation. This breakthrough was aimed at forging the "Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Body" and wielding the power over the universe.

However, the tree wants to be quiet but the wind keeps on.

Just as he was about to break through the pass, a violent spatial fluctuation once again came from the heavens and earth—another large-scale "spirit descent" had begun!

Once Loran attains the Dharma Body, he will no longer be a "potential" threat, but will possess the real ability to destroy a planet. The survival of Earth and humanity will truly depend on his decision.

This is something that the planetary restraining force "Gaia" and the collective unconscious of primates "Alaya" absolutely cannot tolerate.

This is similar to an ancient emperor who might disregard flaws in the loyalty of his subjects, but would never tolerate them possessing the power to overthrow the throne. The logic of restraint is equally simple and ruthless—any individual or weapon that "has the ability" to threaten the survival of the planet and humanity as a whole must be eliminated.

Lorraine's path to global unification has been fraught with difficulties over this period.

Among the rebel armies in various places, there are local heroic spirits summoned by the restraining force; in the shadows, unknown "guardians" repeatedly carry out assassinations, and the heads of the "Emiya" clan assassins who died under the swords of the Imperial Guards are enough to pile up a small mound of skulls.

What's even more unpredictable is that the suppressive force can precisely summon the most trusted old friends of the various town lords, and even their own "heroic spirits" to turn them against their cause, maximizing their trust and leading to frequent rebellions.

If Loran had not used swift and decisive measures to suppress dissent, and replaced all local officials with absolutely loyal subordinates and intelligent machines, forcibly pushing forward technological explosion and leaps in the times, the unification cause would likely have been thwarted long ago.

At this critical moment when he was breaking through to the Dharma Body, the Restraining Force finally unleashed its most powerful force!

The Grand Assassin, the old acquaintance Hassan the Old Man of the Mountain, descends once more, bringing with him a chilling aura of death.

Gilgamesh, the hero-king who was repeatedly thwarted by Loran and considered it a great humiliation, is a candidate for Grand Caster. He rides Vimana, wields an axe, and his eyes burn with the flames of revenge.

The Grand Archer, Orion, the superhuman who hunts stars with a giant bow, is as silent as a mountain, his aura locked onto Loran.

The Grand Rider candidate, wielding the God-Slaying Whip, Jiang Ziya, the one who conferred the title of God, also arrived riding on clouds, his expression complex.

These four individuals, considered the pinnacle of power in the Type-Moon universe, broke through the heavy defenses surrounding the palace and arrived directly above the plaza in front of the main hall. Their objective was clear—to prevent Loran's breakthrough at all costs and ensure his failure!

However, when they gazed intently at the main hall, they did not see Loran struggling to break through the barrier, but rather a majestic figure who had already succeeded, ethereal as an immortal, lofty as the heavens, and holy as an emperor, silently floating in the air, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

That terrifying presence, filling heaven and earth and causing all things to bow down, silently proclaimed a fact—the demon god had descended upon the world!

"Impossible!!" Gilgamesh's crimson serpent eyes were filled with shock and incomprehension. "My all-seeing eye has observed you countless times. You clearly still need more time to succeed!"

Loran's indifferent gaze swept over the crowd, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable authority: "Turning cause into effect and reshaping time are common practices of the Other Shore. Although they are not perfected bodies, possessing the characteristics of the Other Shore in advance and manipulating the river of time is not your exclusive right."

His gaze finally settled on Jiang Ziya, a hint of inquiry in his eyes: "It is your arrival, Grand Duke, that surprises me somewhat. This seems to differ from your usual stance?"

Jiang Ziya maintained his gentle smile, but a hint of solemnity and doubt lurked deep in his eyes: "If the descendants of the Chinese people can reach this level, I will naturally be gratified. However, recently I have had a feeling that the strange state of the Han emperors throughout history seems to be related to Your Excellency?"

His gaze was piercing as he stared directly at Loran. "If you were truly Emperor Liu Xie of Han, of Chinese blood, I would turn and leave immediately. But... are you really? Or... a demon from beyond the heavens?"

Upon hearing this, Loran raised an eyebrow slightly. There is no shortage of intelligent people in the world. Even if they cannot directly see through the origins of his "Heavenly Demon Seizing the Dao," they can still deduce from various clues that his background is extraordinary.

"If I say 'yes,' would you...believe me, Grandfather?" Loran asked instead of answering, his tone somewhat enigmatic.

Jiang Ziya remained silent, his grip on the God-Slaying Whip tightening slightly; the answer was self-evident.

“Indeed.” Loran nodded knowingly, his tone tinged with sarcasm. “Those who are not of our kind are bound to have different hearts. If it were me, I would not easily believe the words of an extraterrestrial being either.”

Before he finished speaking, Loran's aura suddenly changed! The previously ethereal and lofty aura instantly transformed into a terrifying pressure that was as solid as a tangible substance, as if the entire sky had collapsed, and crashed down on the four Grand Masters (and their candidates)!

"In that case, let's see who's the best!"

With a command from Loran, the earth's dragon energy in the entire Luoyang City surged! A dazzling stream of light shot out from the depths of the palace, tearing through space and landing steadily in Loran's hand—it was the divine weapon that contained the laws of time, its shimmering surface resembling the manifestation of the long river of time!

"This sword is named 'Time,' and I beseech you all... to die!"

Without any further probing, Loran immediately unleashed a deadly move!

"Five Directions Emperor Blade - Heavenly Emperor Traverses Time!"

The slash was not aimed at the physical body, nor at the spirit foundation, but directly at the concept of time itself!

Where the blade flashed, the flow of time within a radius of several miles centered on Loran instantly became chaotic!

Wang Hassan's silent stealth was delayed a thousandfold, as clearly as if in slow motion; Orion's action of drawing his bow was infinitely slowed down, as if frozen in amber; the golden ripples that had just spread behind Gilgamesh had their opening and closing process stretched and distorted; even Jiang Ziya, with the highest authority connecting to the Mind Disc, saw a fatal delay in the flow of the God-Sealing Power wielded by his God-Slaying Whip!

In this chaotic realm of time, only Loran, who wields "time," continues to act as usual.

The next moment, his figure seemed to appear in four directions at the same time.

"puff--!"

Before King Hassan could even raise his greatsword, his head had already flown off, his eyes burning with resentment and astonishment.

Orion's giant bow, powerful enough to shoot down stars, along with his arm, was neatly severed by an invisible blade of energy.

Gilgamesh's Vimana was caught in a sudden spatial turbulence and shattered instantly. He himself was pierced through the core by the following blade energy, and blood gushed out as he crashed to the ground.

Jiang Ziya's God-Slaying Whip barely managed to block the blade light that was attacking him, but the power of time erosion contained within it caused his aura to weaken rapidly, and he was then beheaded with a single blow.

The battle was over before it even began.

Loran stood with his sword in hand, his imperial aura vast and boundless, as if he had merely swatted away a few annoying mosquitoes. He looked down at the earth below, his voice calm and undisturbed:

"The struggle of the restraining force has come to an end. Tell Gaia and Alaya that they must either submit or... return to nothingness along with these stars."

Having said that, he ignored the loser, turned around and took a step forward. His figure appeared above the vast sea of ​​clouds, and he began to truly adapt to and control the power of this newly born Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Body, which was superior to that of the planet.

Chapter 285 Type-Moon: Plotting Beyond, Desiring to Transform into the Real World

Faced with the power of Loran's Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Body, which was enough to shake the stars and reshape the rules, the planetary restraint force (Gaia) and the primate restraint force (Alaya), which had always been like a sword hanging over their heads, finally restrained their omnipresent interference and hostility, and in an almost tacit manner, acknowledged Loran's absolute dominance over Earth and human civilization.

This is not surrender, but a trade-off based on cold logic. The core essence of restraint is an "insurance device" that maintains the survival of the planet and primates.

When the cost of continuing to confront Loran far outweighs the benefits, and may even lead to the collapse of the entire system, choosing "coexistence" becomes the only rational option.

Rather than wasting resources on this worldline that has already deviated from the norm, it is better to regard it as a special "exception" and temporarily exclude it from the main "pan-human history" framework that requires strict control.

The Type-Moon universe is like a giant tree of time, constantly branching out and giving rise to endless possibilities. However, the resources of the universe are not infinite, and allowing "possibilities" to expand indefinitely will eventually lead to the exhaustion of the entire system.

Therefore, the underlying mechanism that maintains the existence of the universe will, at certain points in time, "prune" those world lines that have seriously deviated from the "optimal and stable" development path, just as a gardener prunes unnecessary branches and leaves to ensure that the main trunk can obtain sufficient nutrients.

These pruned aspects of the world are what we call "pruning the phenomena".

Interestingly, the restraining forces did not categorize the timeline under Loran's rule as "cut off." Through repeated confrontations and observations, they "realized" that, under the leadership of Loran, a powerful and efficient ruler, humanity and Earth seemed to be heading down a completely new path—one that was unprecedented, had enormous potential, and was equally highly stable.

Since the core objective is "survival," and this path seems equally bright, or even broader, then... "If you can't beat them, join them" is also a kind of wisdom.

Thus, a delicate and fragile balance was achieved.

The suppressive force ceased its direct interference with the main world of Loran, instead focusing most of its energy on preventing Loran from infiltrating and expanding into other parallel worlds through the "Second Law" and the "Other Self" enlightenment techniques.

In countless parallel universes, the "other self" that Loran has created is engaged in an endless and fascinating battle with the various "guardians" sent by the Restraint Force and the distorted forces of fate.

Loran not only didn't mind, but actually enjoyed it.

"It's numerous fun to fight the destiny!"

"Fighting with the earth is endless fun!"

"The joy of battling with others (through self-control) is endless!"

These battles of wits that spanned all realms provided him with an excellent selection mechanism.

The "other self" that cannot gain a foothold and grow stronger under the interference of the inhibitory force is a failed experiment. Its experience and lessons will be absorbed by the main self and become nourishment for optimizing strategies.

This is undoubtedly a grand cultivation process with the infinite world as the chessboard and one's own "other self" as the chess piece.

The vast expanse of blue waves lies in the Bohai Sea.

Loran sat cross-legged atop the surging waves, the raging sea beneath him, yet he remained unmoved, as if he were one with the pulse of the entire ocean.

He held an unusually thick fishing rod in his hand, and the long, thick fishing line was lowered into the bottomless trench to fish for big fish in the deep sea.

His gaze pierced through the sea and into the boundless void, but his mind was immersed in fundamental reflections about his own path.

"In the universe of supreme beings, there exists an ultimate core called the 'Real Realm,' and all the myriad worlds are merely fragments or projections of its time. Therefore, to attain the other shore and transcend time and space, one must gather all timelines within the Realm and control the past, present, and future. Outside the Realm, those at the Creation Realm already possess abilities close to the other shore, but within the Realm, only those at the other shore can regard the river of time as a plaything."

"However, in this square-shaped lunar world, there is no absolute 'real world'."

"Yes, but it's just a 'pan-human history' framework solidified from a human perspective. What does this framework amount to on the scale of the vast galaxy and the endless universe?"

A sharp glint flashed in Loran's eyes.

"If I attain the other shore based on this narrow 'pan-human history,' once I step out of the solar system and enter a completely different cosmic environment, will I repeat the mistakes of 'magic' in this world—seemingly omnipotent in my own territory, but becoming 'utterly useless' once I leave my comfort zone?"

"After much thought, to truly transcend, one must find, or... create, a 'realm' that belongs to this universe!"

He gazed at the ever-changing ocean currents below, his thoughts racing.

"But time has been branching out since the very beginning of the concept, forming countless parallel worlds. Without a transcendent will to define it, how can there be a so-called 'original' or 'fundamental' world line?"

A clearer and more arrogant idea took shape in his mind.

"Since that's the case, I will establish myself as the root! First, I will completely unify and elevate the worldline I govern, placing it above all other realms. Based on my 'Heavenly Emperor's Great Dao,' I will evolve it into a substantial universe that belongs solely to me! Then, using this as the origin, I will continuously expand my influence, assimilate and absorb the laws of all realms, until I have perfected all the Great Daos in the world, condensed the rudimentary form of the Dao Fruit, and attained the supreme fruit of the ancients!"

With this thought in mind, Loran felt a sudden sense of clarity and a brighter future. He flicked his wrist slightly, and the fishing rod lifted gently.

"Crack-!"

The sea suddenly burst open, and a jet-black dragon, hundreds of feet long, was pulled into the air by a fishing line!

It was originally a dragon species lurking deep in the Yellow River. It fled into the ocean because Loran unified the world and sorted out the earth's veins. But now it has nowhere to hide under Loran's fishing.

The powerful and graceful dragon's body reflected the sunlight, its scales shimmering like black diamonds, and its roar echoed across the sea and sky, filled with fear and submission.

While watching the dragon struggling in the air, Loran's gaze was already fixed on the stars and the sea.

"To bring this world's time to a close and achieve the other shore, the first thing to do is to subdue all those 'old guys' hidden in the shadows of history and the depths of their roots—such as Zhu Yue, many remnants of the divine era, and even the possibly more ancient consciousnesses."

"Then, following the example of the Demon King Goetia, I projected my own existence backwards to every point in time since the birth of the planet, leaving my mark in all eras, and finally connecting these marks into a line that covers the entire timeline."

"Before that, one must make one's inner world strong enough, at least reaching the 'Celestial Immortal' realm, which is a world of its own."

"Hiss... This approach doesn't seem like the ethereal other shore of Dao, but rather like the Dao Fruit of an Immortal Emperor, unparalleled in violence and ink-splashed history."

"Alright, the redhead is still chasing me!"

He released the fishing line, and the black dragon, as if granted a pardon, hurriedly scurried into Loran's sleeve, transforming into a small loach.

Loran stood up, put his hands behind his back, and looked up at the sky.

"The resources of Earth are already insufficient for my grand ambitions. It is time to take a step into the cosmos."

An unprecedented pioneering spirit, accompanied by the majestic aura of the Heavenly Emperor's Dharma Body, soared into the sky, as if issuing a call to arms to the endless sea of ​​stars.

Chapter 286 Freedom of Transformation, Transcending Time

In the depths of the endless void, Type-Moon Loran sat cross-legged, his figure seemingly merging with the chaos, yet also transcending all things.

Within him, a vast and boundless multiverse had already taken shape, with birth and death cycles, and self-sufficient laws. Its breadth and depth were in no way inferior to any so-called "real world".

At this moment, with a thought, he could turn back the river of time, making the past become the future, and the future become the past;

In the blink of an eye, the rules of reincarnation can be set, determining the fate and rebirth of all living things.

His very existence is on par with, or even surpasses, the ultimate mystery of the Type-Moon universe—the "Root."

However, the Tao has no limits.

Just as those powerful beings who reached the other shore in the novel "The Supreme Being" still racked their brains and made plans for eternity for that one and only "Dao Fruit," Loran's gaze has also been turned to that higher level of "transcendence."

He examined himself and the “Loran” that was distributed throughout the infinite universe, and one fact became clear: to date, no Loran has been able to truly and completely transcend the entire universe group or worldview system in which it exists.

His thoughts swept over the magnificent network composed of countless "Lorans":

Hokage Loran, the original explorer, had already achieved the status of a Star God, defeated Otsutsuki Isshiki, seized the position and concept of the "Cosmic Tree", and became the foundation of that star system.

The god of death, Loran, wanders through the chaotic void and has become one of the most awe-inspiring Outer Gods, whose whispers can disrupt the rules of countless worlds.

One man, Loran, established a magnificent celestial court in the universe, uniting numerous technological and spiritual civilizations to jointly explore the ultimate mystery of civilization's dimensional ascension.

The city of Loran has ushered in a new era of cultivation in the vast universe. It possesses both the Dao and the Demonic Paths, making it both the Celestial Venerable of All Laws and the Ancestor of the Demonic Realm, thus maintaining balance.

Dou X Loran's realm has long surpassed that of the so-called creator god. He is just waiting to accumulate enough strength to leap out of the dimension and fulfill his vow to "beat up" Sanzi.

Loran the Godslayer ascended to the throne of the Lord of Armies. His Burning Legion split into light and darkness, transforming into angels and demons, who jointly ruled the universe. The格局 (geju, a term referring to the overall structure or pattern) seemed to be evolving towards a certain DC universe.

Gu Chenluolan attained the Great Sage Dao Fruit, occupying the ultimate of the "Three Souls" Dao, and is almost eternally free.