My Bottle Cosmos

Chapter 847 790: The Cosmos' Third Calamity, the Future Cataclysm

After establishing the rules of the great tribulation, the entire Celestial Realm began to be reforged, arranging its various structures.

The entire cosmic machine began to operate rapidly.

The Celestial Realm started to be reshaped, completing various preliminary tasks.

The last time, it was the entire "Cosmic Hourglass" plan, with the whole universe advancing five thousand years into the future.

Now, it was a partial cosmic relocation, with only the Celestial Realm reaching a future one hundred years ahead.

"The entire Celestial Realm arrived in the future, and the area of the present Celestial Realm turned into simple black and white sketches outlined by dotted lines, losing its material form."

A month later, Atabia and others were continuously planning.

The temporal migration meant the current Celestial Realm would not completely disappear.

In fact, the beings of the present universe looking at the Celestial Realm would see the contemporary images of the Celestial Realm as it was a hundred years ago.

Like a mirage of a century-old scene.

And the future coordinates of the Celestial Realm were actually encrypted.

They say it's a hundred years, but you have no idea of the specific year, month, day, hour, minute, or second.

Other transmigrators, even if following Atabia to the Celestial Realm a hundred years later, would not be able to transmigrate to the present world, only constantly trying and failing, entering other void world lines.

Such repeated attempts would only exhaust their energy, eventually being drained dry and lost in the Multi-Dimensional universe.

The forward outpost was thus arranged properly!

Li Qing also looked speechlessly.

The frontlines of this map, the enemies, the wild monsters, the NPCs, were all created by us.

The monsters were lured in.

But regardless, Li Qing recognized this monster mechanism of building replica maps.

These people had surpassed their teachers!

As a mature cultivator, I finally didn't need to create the next ascension map for them; they had already created the next map: the war of the Multi-Dimensional universe.

"It seems the Celestial Realm is also leaving this universe, and in the future, I'll have only the Netherworld and my Reincarnation," Elis couldn't help but complain.

And after the Celestial Realm's ascension, those Ancient Gods of the Celestial Realm, having distanced from reincarnation, how will they live their second life?

Of course, such foolish questions do not exist.

The current Reincarnation basically hadn't received any guests from the Celestial Realm. After all, how long has the duration of the Celestial Realm been?

Only a few thousand years.

The Light Ancient God's great battle saw a large number wiped out, yet the new batch of young ones hadn't even lived through their first lifetime.

Guests of Reincarnation mostly come from the undying level of All Heavens and Myriads of Realms, the Ancient Gods who establish residences in the All Heavens.

Their time in the Lower Realm flows quickly, requiring reincarnation repeatedly.

So the Celestial Realm's departure truly doesn't concern Reincarnation, as their clients aren't from the Celestial Realm.

As for the Ancient Gods' lifespan reaching its end?

If they wish to go to the Lower Realm, to the "present world" to live a second life, what should they do?

Elis chuckled at this:

"How could the Ancient Gods of the Celestial Realm possibly die of old age? Underestimate Atabia so, the enemies attracted will kill them batch by batch, likely none will die of natural causes."

However, this structure leads to an entirely new situation in the future.

No one wishes to enter the frontline of the Celestial Realm, avoid ascension, hiding in the dwellings of All Heavens and Myriads of Realms, what should be done about this?

"It seems we need to establish a new system."

Elis pondered, "In All Heavens and Myriads of Realms, the Gods who cultivate to the cosmos' pinnacle cannot linger too long; upon a certain duration, the universe will expel them, forcing them to shatter the void and ascend to the Celestial Realm, the residence of the Gods."

They must go to Heaven, as part of the Suicide Squad.

"Forced conscription, then? How do you plan to implement the lingering duration and cosmic expulsion system?" asked the Emperor.

"Let's consider it as a hundred reincarnations."

Elis thought, "Their incarnations and my Reincarnation have records; if they exceed a hundred lifetimes, we won't do business with them anymore, sending them directly to the Upper Realm."

A hundred lifetimes seem long.

But it's not long indeed, considering a day is five thousand years.

Letting them accumulate their foundations over several lifetimes means their combat power won't waste away.

After all, their adversaries are in the future!

The technology, intensity, combat power, and talents of others might surpass them.

If they do not accumulate, these current Ancient Gods might all become weaklings.

Another thirty years passed.

The cosmic bridgehead, Celestial Realm, officially began its transmigration.

Various related Holy Lands and Factions received the news.

"The great tribulation approaches, first came the Golden Crow Tribulation, next is the Ice Flood Tribulation, and the subsequent one, is it the Future Tribulation?"

"This tribulation is indeed in the future!"

"Inconceivable, inconceivable!"

"We thought we reached the cosmos' pinnacle with no adversaries, but now our Cosmic Dynasty still faces numerous formidable foes!"

"This is conscription, leading us to battle other Multi-Dimensional universes."

Many found this utterly unreasonable.

The more advanced the civilization, the more it broke their three views and cognitive limits.

Yet many great minds analyzed.

"Who will be the future adversaries? Will it be tens of thousands of years later? Another similar Outer Domain Celestial Demon? Are we contending in the Celestial Realm?"

"Perhaps, or even vast larger! You must know, times have changed, with those tomes, for future generations to continuously cultivate, hiding away..."

Upon realizing this, their hearts sank.

Those tomes, destined to reach future eras, allow more talents to emerge, learning their knowledge.

And what of the Outer Domain Celestial Demon?

Perhaps future Multi-Dimensional universes, dynasties from different timelines will assault them, all having a single ancestor, master.

The cosmic Holy Master eliminated traces.

He is the origin of Multi-Dimensional universe culture, the mentor of endless potential dynasties, the forthcoming assault, all feared to be his disciples and descendants.

"That monster!"

"The Outer Domain Celestial Demon descending on the Celestial Realm, returning from tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of years, must revere His name! Follow His footsteps!"

Upon thinking this, countless could no longer suppress their shock, voicing it out.

What an honor, that man named Eliminate Traces, is the Holy Master of the Multi-Dimensional universe; this is a time origin, countless future ones bear His grace.

Such a status, though not a Saint, is exceedingly prominent.

No wonder someone attempting to challenge Saints and having some accomplishments was a Mortal.

If it were they reaching this point, their name would spread for ages, their death would be worthwhile.

Yet regardless, they could only silently lament, still having tasks to complete, many secretly descending to the Lower Realm, hiding within All Heavens and Myriads of Realms, attempting to evade this conscription.

At least, endure a hundred lifetimes in the Lower Realm, afterwards ascend anew to the Celestial Realm when nearing the deadline.

Regarding this, Nokron, as the Celestial Lord, didn't care much, keeping one eye open and one closed.

After all, those receiving the news, were relatives of Fat Dragon, Wales, and others from the Holy Land, some face must be given.

Accumulating some foundation in the Lower Realm then ascending anew is acceptable.

"This cultivation, is not about fighting, but rather human interactions."

Sylvie witnessing this couldn't help but shake her head, "Look at those ordinary Ancient Gods of the Celestial Realm, ordinary sects, not knowing the inside story and unable to escape a round."