Chapter 1512 All is one, and one is all!

God... is beyond the gods?!
This news is really shocking, so much so that it took Lorde a long time to recover.
"Wait...wait...slow down, let me catch my breath!"
Lord covered his forehead, feeling dizzy. "Are you saying...you and God, both transcend the divine race? No, wait, are you actually...the same person?"
"So, that's not entirely inaccurate," the Transcender pondered for a moment, reluctantly nodding, and said, "But actually it's not quite like that. You can think of my relationship with God as being roughly equivalent to your relationship with another version of yourself, understand?"
For some reason, after hearing the metaphor of the transcenders, Rode suddenly came up with a sentence in his mind:
"All is one, one is all?"
"Hmm? That's right, that's the meaning." At the words, the transcender's eyes lit up, snapping his fingers: "It seems you have understood the essence of transcending the divine race."
'All' is a concept, it means whole, complete.
Just as the life of a person, born from dust and returning to dust in the end, forming a complete cycle, and this is 'one'.
"Come with me, son."
"Prompt him once...Lucifer." The transcendent flicked the cigarette ash and looked at Lord with a smirk, "Now, do you guess?"
Or, how many months, or even years, have passed?
"You should see if he can run any slower!"
For the fate of the surpasser, Lord could only express regret.
Following the surpassers, it has been known for a short time.
Lorde, who has something to say, can only suppress the annoyance in her heart and continue to follow her.
"After all...how long have we been walking?"
The only thing related to Lucifer is this 'Legacy of God'.
The transcender gestured with a finger, signaling Lord to follow, and then turned around and backed away in a certain direction.
"Hey, how much further do we have to go?" Lord halted his swaying steps and shouted towards the distant mass of white shapes.
A realm space opened above the sword.
Just like that, walked far, far beyond the field, so much so that Lorde felt thoroughly exhausted.
The distance... hasn't shortened a bit, and even, as it turned out later, has been stretched further.
"How much further do you guys have to walk?" I asked impatiently. "Haven't we walked far enough?"
However, the person walking behind me didn't answer the question. They simply said two words calmly, "Just follow you, don't ask so many questions."
It seems that everything is challenging the limits of my existence as a living being.
"Then..."
If it were me, being ambushed by some old man and staying in that broken place for so long, I'm afraid the resentment could feed hundreds of evil sword immortals.
Before stepping into the torn realm space, I looked back once again.
“Did he think of you?”
【Xiaoxiang app search for "Spring Gift" new users get 500 book coins, old users get 200 book coins】My body is composed of spiritual particles, so there is no 'hunger' reaction.
Transcender could not hide the joy on his face, licked his lips, and said, "I suspect that if he is the same as you, he has stayed in that ghostly place for a short time, and there is nothing he doesn't know, even turning suicide into a fun game. He must be just like you!"
I watched the overachiever with my eyes wide open. Like a madman, he jumped and bounced for nearly ten minutes before finally coming to a quick stop.
"Sorry, sorry, got a little too excited, hahaha."
The back of the transcendence is still like a white spot, reflecting into the eyes from a distance.
Rod tore the space of the domain, crossing tens of thousands of light years in an instant, as if crossing the entire galaxy.
For a moment, Tong Kong suddenly shrank.
"Okay, you've said so little, it's time to take him to meet the old man and see what he left behind." With that, the transcender patted the dust that didn't exist under him, flicked away the burnt-out cigarette butt, and grinned, "You can finally be free."
Transcender spread his hands and sighed: "I've thought about the next successor, you are limited to the transcendent realm, there's no way for you to get out."
Using the utmost romance, it's not: The world is in her, and she is in the world.
At the same time, the wonderful voice of the transcender entered Lorde's ears. "Guess who's here."
That's not a bad idea...it's a bit off though.
Casually thinking about it, it seems understandable. After all, if a person stays in a place where birds don't even bother to poop, it's not strange to go crazy before long.
Rod's lips were chapped, his eyes seemed to have become a bit hollow, with a gaze fixed on the back.
Too long...
And filled with pure white outside the field, without any substance, it made me feel irritated as it approached, inexplicably evoking a sense of cruelty.
"Yes, after handing over the 'legacy' to the predecessor, you can only stay in that damn place." Speaking of that, the transcender was so angry that his face burst with blue veins, gritting his teeth and saying, "Why do you have to be like a prisoner because of this old bastard?!"
"If you mind, can you tell me why he has been staying outside for so long?" Lord asked in confusion. "With his abilities, it shouldn't be too difficult for him to step out of that transcendent realm, right?"
That step, at most, crossed a few miles.
"Come down, my son."
Clearly, the overachiever was not happy, even a bit crazy, like... Tim emerging from the sewer covered in mud, regaining his freedom.
The sound echoed in the domain, gradually fading away, until it disappeared.
"Since he understands that level, it's going to be harder for him to continue."
The Transcender flicked his finger, and a cigarette appeared out of thin air. The tobacco crackled as it burned, releasing a wisp of smoke. He put it to his lips and took a leisurely puff, then said, "That is the realm of transcendence, and you are a Transcender. So, take a guess, what will you do next?"
"Damn it!"
But what surprised Lorde was that even though I hadn't teleported a thousand kilometers, the distance between me and the transcendent figure not only did not decrease at all, but seemed to be even further than before!
If it is placed in the border, it is enough to span a country, let alone just chasing a certain figure.
"Is... the legacy of the Sub-God?"
"Congratulations to him, he answered correctly again, but unfortunately he didn't publish it." The transcender chuckled, seemingly unhappy that Lorde could guess it. He danced on the spot, "The sub-god's legacy, published in this ghost thing, you can finally be free, hahaha!"
Each birth of the transcendental goddesses signifies the death of the previous ones. They are born from death, and eventually return to death, in a cycle of reincarnation and extinction. Each one is a continuation of the previous one, yet not a replica of the previous one.
But...there was no response.
In the void of the transcendent domain, only the gasping sound of Lord remained, besides that, there was no other sound. And the figure of the transcender in the rear seemed to be getting farther and farther away, from just a few steps away at the beginning, to now only a vague glimpse of a figure.
Even in the space beyond the field, it is difficult to resist the sharpness of the Zanpakuto 'Returning Blade'.
It seems that the transcendent being did not even hear my shout, still hesitating to move on, the figure gradually shrinking into a large white dot, and it is about to disappear.
With this in mind, I further restrained myself and exerted the power of omniscience and omnipotence, pouring all my spiritual pressure into the blade.
Luo De asked.
"Uh... I understand, uh, I understand."
Lothar thought for a moment, completely lost, and shook his head.
Such a calm reaction caught Lothar completely off guard.
Lothar cursed under his breath, took a step forward, and with a violent roar of space, his figure suddenly disappeared.
Teehee!
After a long period of accumulation, Rode's long-suppressed anger finally erupted here.
There is no distinction between up, down, right, and left in the transcendental domain. There is also a concept of time and space. The whole domain is like a chaotic and orderly miniature universe. Walking in it, there is no way to distinguish which direction one is moving towards, and there are no reference points.
Transcending the essence of the gods is similar to this.
Lorde follows closely, behind the Transcendent.
However, even with the need to retreat, the accumulation of fatigue in the heart is inevitable in any case.
Time has no meaning out there, and no way to perceive its passage. Everything is disrupted before a reference point is lost.
“Is it because of the 'legacy'?” Lord asked.
Is it a day? Or is it a month?