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Oga let out a long sigh. He didn't want to be so fussy... but when he thought about all his past experiences, even Oga himself couldn't help but want to call himself a "fussy person"!

"So... the first man hasn't recovered yet?"

This will also be Oga's biggest question—he has consistently maintained that he is the Dark Lord and not the White-haired Man, which is not right, not right at all.

Having become the ultimate powerhouses, they have all truly embraced their most authentic selves.

How could a truly strong person, who is absolutely true to themselves, possibly deny their true identity?

An old man with white hair is an old man with white hair, and that will never change. Given his strength and level of attainment, he could never deny himself! Unless…

"He truly is a force to be reckoned with, even more so than the White-haired Man," the martial man murmured.

How could that be? Shouldn't that Sha Antian identity just be a false personality created by the First Man due to brain damage and the shattering of his primordial spirit?

Even if one has endured a long period of memories and experiences—what is fake will always be fake and can never become real.

Understanding Oga's question, Wu Nan hesitated for a moment—he couldn't reveal the identity of the powerful being, nor could he disclose any more closely guarded secrets. He could only tell Oga a few parts of the truth, based on what he could say.

"Uncle, the soul of Sha Antian should have been my elder brother's reincarnation," Wu Nan said softly.

“In another timeline, it was Sha'an Tian who reached the ultimate path, not the White-haired Man. In fact, this Sha'an Tian almost touched the edge of becoming a great being.”

"And my elder brother, after he became 'Shadow Heaven', by some coincidence, some special power of destiny appeared on him."

And after he became a powerful messenger like me and my adoptive father, this coincidence brought him even closer to the Dark Heaven…

If another part of a person's personality is what they are after reincarnation... then would acknowledging this part of oneself be considered denying oneself?

Oga didn't know, because although he had also experienced "reincarnation"-like behavior in his dreams, he was always Oga.

The complete Oga, the complete primordial spirit, the complete soul... so after awakening, he will always be that complete self.

Whether it's Haihu, Guanyue Tong, Hell, or any other ultimate powerhouse, it's the same—one cannot become an ultimate powerhouse if they cannot find their own identity.

A situation like that of the white-haired man is almost impossible, but if it involves a powerful being—the one who won the last ultimate battle of the Martial Gods and obtained all the great powers…

Oga didn't understand this complex problem; he was skilled in life force rather than primordial spirit power—perhaps Hell could figure out this kind of intricate, thread-like problem.

"Alright, Uncle Oga. If you really want to know the whole story, you should probably ask my second brother."

Wu Nan spoke softly, his hand slowly pointing to the boundless deep space, and in the direction he pointed—in the boundless void, a planet was radiating a scarlet light.

Brilliant, dazzling, and eye-catching.

Mars, which is regarded as a second home by mankind, is currently in a state of unprecedented turmoil.

Flames burned upon it, and an indescribable stench of blood spread along the massive planet, its heavy odor clearly detectable even from as far away as Europa…

Of course, he was not the only powerful individual who agreed to be awakened by the fluctuations of the ultimate power of Haihu and Sha'an Tian.

On that most distant planet in the solar system, a solitary, blue planet suspended in orbit at the outermost edge of the solar system, an evil aura emanates.

The azure color completely faded, and an enormous mark was deeply etched onto the surface of the planet.

But those Buddhist-derived patterns did not bestow any holiness or beauty upon this planet.

On the contrary, it was so evil, a malice that seemed to devour all life. And upon closer inspection, that planet had actually been continuously consuming all life tens of thousands of light-years outside our solar system…

No, in fact, the area being devoured has already begun to shrink dramatically.

Because the master there no longer needs to devour life, no longer needs to devour anything superfluous.

But there is no doubt that as long as they are within the range of that evil planet's power, everything... good or bad, is destined to be captured and then swallowed up as prey.

Finally, there is the restless moon.

Utterly sacred, the moon released a beam of incomparably holy full moon light amidst a slight tremor.

Cleansing the soul, penetrating the heart, gazing upon the sacred brings solace to the soul...

Oga could sense that his sister was almost ready. She was about to return, about to be born!

Oga resisted the urge to see her, because he had more important questions and bigger doubts to answer.

He stood up, leaped off the planet beneath his feet, and instantly arrived on Mars. On that planet, reeking of endless bloodshed and boundless killing intent, Oga remained silent for a moment before speaking…

"Second son... are you awake?"

18. Unhappy people

Xiao Tong is still alive, Shou Nan is still alive, Ci Nan is still alive, Wu Nan is still alive, and even that dead Hai Hu is still alive!

For Oga, after sleeping for 300,000 years, this was a wonderful outcome he never dared to imagine.

Both loved ones and arch-enemies still exist in this world, and this outcome itself brings Oga comfort.

He wasn't particularly concerned with the outcome of the final battle; what he wanted was basically all there. Pursuing the final result was merely icing on the cake for him.

If he could, he wouldn't even want to fight the final battle; he would even want to stop it all from happening!

Since they have both attained eternity and possess the greatest freedom in the world, why must they fight to the death for a prize?

Wouldn't it be better if we just lived our own lives separately?

But being alive doesn't necessarily mean that life is wonderful.

Oga also sensed that something bad must have happened to his nephews.

He could vaguely guess who was responsible for this terrible thing!

But what can we do? It's all Oga's fault, he's such a damn nagging old woman!

Lanmeng's problem isn't Oga's problem, but the fact that Oga didn't stop Lanmeng from being so reckless is a result of Oga's indulgence.

Now, knowing the terrible outcome, Oga had already anticipated it. And if the most reliable and elder brother-like first son had turned out like that, then what about the second son…?

With such a heavy heart, when Oga arrived outside Mars, he heard the voices emanating from this blood-soaked planet.

"Hehehe..."

A deep voice echoed from the blood-red planet. Though it didn't reveal any particularly cruel emotions, it possessed a magical power that seemed to incite murderous intent in those who listened...

“Uncle Oga…you came to see me not to try to persuade me with some nonsense, did you?”

"Second son, what exactly happened between you and the first son?"

After a moment of silence, Oga decided to ask, knowing that this was definitely not a topic his second son would like.

The current second son appears even more malevolent and filled with murderous intent than he was 300,000 years ago.

Oga didn't know what had happened to him, but he certainly wouldn't be happy to reopen old wounds.

"It's meaningless now."

Surprisingly, the second son didn't seem to mind Oga reopening old wounds, and said nonchalantly...

“Uncle Oga, what’s the point of talking about past grudges now? Even if my elder brother were in front of me, it wouldn’t matter.”

"As long as we win the final battle, we will win everything. All the past is meaningless, utterly meaningless."

"..." Oga was somewhat silent. It might be a good thing that the second son hadn't gone mad... but what he said truly told Oga that he would never hold back!

In truth, perhaps only Oga is truly naive.

Even the strongest warriors, including Mizuki Hitomi, probably didn't want to stop the final battle—not only because they had the confidence and dignity of being strong, but also because they understood that winning would mean gaining everything!

As long as one can obtain "time" and fully acquire everything the Great Power possesses, then no matter how much damage was suffered in this battle, it can be easily recovered.

Becoming a "powerful being" means having near-absolute control over everything in the universe... Perhaps the course of fate is inevitable without deliberate alteration... But whether it's saving the dead or changing past regrets, it's all possible.

It is this simple logic that drives all the ultimate powerhouses to fight to the death—because the winner does not have to bear any cost, while the loser will inevitably hand over their fate completely to the hands of others!

How many truly powerful individuals can be as "simple" as Oga, even indifferent to entrusting their fate to others...?

"Let my worried little brother rest easy," the second man chuckled softly.

"Before the final battle begins, I will not do anything unnecessary. I will not be as reckless as my father, nor will I have any hope for him."

"If he wants to be Sha Antian instead of Bai Shou Nan, that's fine. Because then he'll be my one hundred percent enemy, and I'd be happy with something so simple."

It's indeed simple; without the connection of bloodline and identity, an enemy is an enemy, and the things to be conquered require bearing any psychological burden.

"Hey……"

Olga let out a soft sigh and left dejectedly, while inside the deep Martian interior, a figure sat cross-legged.

He was surrounded by countless scalding, blood-red lava pools. The lava, exuding an endless stench of blood, possessed terrifyingly high temperatures and brought unbearable pain to those who bathed in it!

The essence of that blood-soaked thing is the resentment of countless fallen lives and lingering spirits.

They were all created by the master of this place and killed by his own hands.

Hundreds of billions? Trillions? Trillions? Countless lives and spirits have accumulated here, forming a tangible lava of resentment.

A single drop could easily pollute the entire planet, but here it forms a raging ocean, yet it cannot truly touch or harm the person at the center of it all.

"The time has come..."

He murmured to himself and slowly rose. Countless molten lava of murderous intent flowed from his body, while the extreme pain of this world felt to him like a gentle breeze.

The scorching lava wove his battle armor, a cloak, short jacket, and long trousers, just as it had been 300,000 years ago.

He leaped out of this hell of resentment, out of this scorching Mars. As he looked down upon that resentful planet, and stood in the cold void, his eyes were calm and devoid of any emotion.

But that makes it even more terrifying.

After waiting for 300,000 years and enduring for 300,000 years, his final war is finally about to begin.

He stroked his chest, as if the wounds of hundreds of thousands of years ago still lingered there.

He chuckled in a low voice, and an incredibly surging killing intent pierced through the starry river with his roar!

"Eat!"

That voice, filled with unparalleled killing intent, easily traversed millions of light-years until it reached the ears of Sha Antian, who was currently battling the Sea Tiger.

The murderous intent that surged forth materialized completely before him, coalescing into a blood-red figure! Both Sha Antian and Hai Hu stopped what they were doing.

Without a doubt, he has returned—the greatest evil in the world, the most arrogant and domineering Bai Cinan, has returned!

He was once the master of the Heavenly Martial Killing Path, and his primordial spirit contained the primordial spirit of the powerful Heavenly Dao who created the Heavenly Martial Killing Path!

Pushing this killing power to its limit, he is undoubtedly the strongest bearer of killing intent in 300,000 years, and can even be said to be the person who has slaughtered the most lives in 300,000 years!

The emotions revealed by his soul and mind were not madness, but pure killing intent and pure domineering will!

Anything that gets in his way must be killed!

There is no logic to it, and no emotion to it!

Pure killing intent transcends everything, defying all reason. This ultimate pursuit of killing has undoubtedly been conveyed through this thought entity!

That crimson killing intent, carrying unparalleled killing power, was directed at Sha Antian and Hai Hu from afar—this was a declaration of war, a declaration of war from the most insane and most murderous powerhouse.

Anyone who gets in my way will be killed! Whether you're my father or my mother!

Brother or younger brother! Kill everything that gets in our way!!

This led Sha Antian and Hai Hu to give up on continuing their pointless struggle.

They exchanged a glance, and then headed back towards the solar system.

The ultimate battle of the God of War is about to begin!

Meanwhile, within the solar system, Shiro, now fully awake, felt the coldness and emptiness of the long-lost universe... After closing his eyes and taking a few breaths, he instantly arrived at the distant Neptune.

The contraction of that evil planet that devoured countless lives is nearing completion... but even so, there is no doubt that those lives near the solar system have been completely reduced to nothingness.

Countless lives, even the smallest microorganisms, have been completely wiped out, measured in light-years.

All their life force was completely swallowed up, leaving none behind; they vanished completely.

"What incredible power, my sworn brother! Your Asura Path has been completely transformed by you."

Shiro looked at the forbidden zone of life, which was measured in light-years...

He knew all too well that if the person before him were to unleash his full power, he could devour even more distant beings—but that would be meaningless anyway.

He has accumulated enough life force to prepare for this final battle! He possesses the same immense power as Oga, but his power is completely different—more brutal and more irrational!

The brutal plundering of all life is essentially like the utterly irrational food chain of this cold universe.

Just like his power, which can be said to be part of the "soul power" of Hell, but undoubtedly Bai Cinan's is more extreme.