My Bottle Cosmos

Chapter 757 702 Great Black Heaven!

Under the fearful gaze of countless people, the celestial human from the Ancient Tree Lower Realm—Light, returned to the Ancient Tree once more.

He has once again become the Heavenly Dao Will, controlling the nearly completed Heavenly Dao Ancient Tree at that moment.

"It is...."

"Damn it! He even has this move?"

"Damn it, this guy, even in death he can't rest peacefully!"

Elis and others' expressions suddenly became solemn.

In the distance, Atabia silently observed the battlefield, showing a trace of emotion:

"Calculations as vast as the Heavenly Horse Soaring, such a feat can only be achieved by the celestial humans, because the celestial humans and the Heavenly Dao Will's soul attributes share the same origin, he can return to the Heavenly Dao Will."

"Separated from where he left, returning to where he began."

"And essentially, this is just a reversal of the Celestial Human Reincarnation Technique, the Reversed Cultivation Dharma Method, turning the descent into an ascent, which is already the celestial human's method of return."

Only the man who pioneered the origin of this reincarnation technique could accomplish this step with ease.

But it is not without difficulty.

Firstly, the Heavenly Dao Will is a celestial phenomena, only his demon remains after death can transform into a celestial phenomena, capable of connecting with the Ancient Tree's celestial phenomena and returning quickly.

Secondly, one must manipulate the will of the Ancient Tree, leaving a Secret Door to seize the Heavenly Dao's shell.

Thirdly, and most tragically.

The Light Ancient God has indeed already perished.

The new will that resurrects from demon remains is not truly the Light Ancient God, but merely a new soul inheriting the memory of the Light Ancient God.

Before them, this new soul carrying memories, named "Light Ancient God" returned to the Heavenly Dao Ancient Tree.

"Is this really the way to live a second life?"

"Even such a heroic figure can only use this method in his later years to leave proof of his existence."

The Assistant of God, the head of Ten Great Throne Angels, Atabia silently closed his eyes, lamenting in his heart the bleakness of this era, with no one able to achieve longevity.

Perhaps.

Inheriting the will and birthing a new soul on one's own shell, in a certain sense, it is indeed another self, continuing one's own dreams.

The man named Light, in this life, was only pursuing his dreams.

Boom!

Suddenly, the cosmos trembled.

Everyone was shocked, watching as the Origin Ancient Tree became covered with streaks of black light, transforming into a pitch-black trunk, nurturing unfathomable darkness.

As if all light was dead.

"The true monster has awakened!" Everyone looked to the sky, suddenly at a loss, feeling a great terror descending.

In that instant, everyone understood that in historical prophecy, the Light Ancient God was not truly darkness, but the darkness he brought forth after his death marked the Great Black Heaven era.

...

"I have returned."

On the Origin Ancient Tree, Light Ancient God seized back the Heavenly Dao body.

The principle is indeed such a principle; of course, one can seize back, and preparations were made, but Li Qing just pretended to do so.

What he intended to do was much simpler.

Merely directly controlling the Heavenly Dao Ancient Tree for a few seconds, pretending to be Light Ancient God seizing back.

It may seem perfunctory, but the effect is the same.

"However, how could my Light Ancient God seize the Heavenly Dao and live for a few seconds?"

"This Ancient Tree Will has been updated early on, connecting the will together, inheriting Light Ancient God's memory across generations, like a memory clone of the Light Ancient God."

Though updated once every few seconds.

But after death, seamlessly connected, to the eyes of the world, it is another Light Ancient God reborn.

Memory continues, spiritual inheritance, an alternative way to live.

"It's about time to start the Great Black Heaven." Li Qing silently calculated in his heart, although someone gave himself a great surprise by truly staging a takeover, the main business still needs to be done.

In history, how could the God of Light not have a judgment day?

Back then, the God of Light descended from Outer Heaven, exterminating the Atabia Dynasty.

Now, naturally, it must be repaid.

Thus, it aligns with historical specifications.

Wow.

After Light Ancient God stationed within the Heavenly Dao, he held dominance over all authority in the cosmos, addressing all the battling gods:

"Star Lord, as the Human Emperor on earth, as an ancient primitive Saint, to reach this step, you have been sufficiently diligent, sufficiently brilliant, sufficiently defiant."

Everyone was briefly dumbfounded.

They felt an intense anxiety.

Atabia looked up, feeling these words were familiar.

"The sin of the earth's humans is extremely grave, arrogant and unrepentantly blaspheming the Creator God."

"To have killed the Light, killed the all-knowing and omnipotent father."

The sound pierced the sky, showering upon the ground.

"This era's civilization shall come to an end, now should be the day to judge humanity's fate."

Upon the crystal wall, the towering Divine Tree seemingly stood outside the world like a tree-shaped Giant, embodying the image of mastering the entire world, containing all celestial and logical principles.

He overlooks the humble earth, gazing upon the celestial cities crafted from toy building blocks.

"I shall descend Judgment Day!"

"I will judge the sinners of the earth, darkness will cover the whole world, mankind shall be cast into the End of Dharma Era, eternally vanquished."

The mighty consciousness wave spread to every corner of the world, like the origin of all living things, possessing the divine brilliance of a beginning.

Herodotus, hidden in the darkness without taking action in this battle, was shaken to his core; this was almost identical to the Judgment Day of Light from before.

Light Ancient God overlooked All Heavens and Myriads of Realms below, his gaze like eternal suspension, coldly asserting with added indifferent divinity:

"All heavens weep, Dharma vanquishes Tao perishes."

"Crystal Wall depletes, Gods find nirvana."

"Wind and fire discord, earth and wood unfamiliar, epidemics flow."

"A world corrupted by five inversions, heaven and earth silent, death numerous."

Boom!

The High-tier Dao is vanishing, crystal wall dims without light, depleting, and suddenly several thousand High-tier Daos in the cosmos disappeared.

Countless people's realms plummeted, Taoist techniques incomplete.

"End of Dharma Era! It's really the End of Dharma Era!" Somebody suddenly cried out with sorrow, running through the era, in despair and agony, saying: "It's all your fault! It's all your fault! Merciful Father, I yearn for your forgiveness!"

"Twilight of the Gods has arrived!" Someone kneeled, reciting the Holy Book of Light, begging the God of Light for forgiveness.

Amidst sorrowful voices, angry voices, in despair, all gods were in chaos, their realms plummeting, this cosmos... no more Ancient Gods!

Light Church leaves a description of Judgment Day in the distant future; recorded in the Book of Light and Darkness.

[The heat turns into whirlpools, fire waves crash into vortexes, heaven and earth rotate, sun and moon obscure, frightening and terrifying, yet the glory and majesty of the supreme Holy Light shroud the Celestial Vaulting.]

Sun and moon hang upside down, Taoist techniques extinguish. This extinction has profound significance in historical civilization, marking the final transition of humanity's sinful barbaric primitive resistance era, a new High-tier Dao mythical era is about to unfold.

——Li Qing officially shuts down, server maintenance, conducting version update.

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The distant future.

Under a pavilion, looking at the splendid starry night sky, a tall and handsome man flipped to the next page of this Bible.

The child showed a complex expression: "Father, was Judgment Day really that terrifying? I seem to have heard a similar description once before. Are you completely out of words now?"

The man glanced at the child who dismantled his words, revealing a slight, imperceptible awkwardness, closing the book, face full of remembrance and profundity: "Child, the erupting hell in the extinction isn't fire, it's the tragic cries and the burdened humanity."