Qin Ze looked towards the foot of the mountains.
There is a straight, thin line there.
It's like a casual stroke of a pencil; it's hard to notice unless you look closely.
The Abyss is inherently dark, making this line very inconspicuous against this background.
Qin Ze followed the line and found that there was a similar line at the foot of all these mountains.
It's like the circle drawn by the Brother Monkey Tang Sanzang his Golden Cudgel, encircling the entire mountain.
Qin Ze landed in front of that line and gently touched it with his finger.
The line, like a shadow, reappeared on the back of his hand.
Qin Ze was baffled. "So, the literary contest is a competition of artistic talent?"
"But these weird lines don't look artistic at all."
Sending out Miss Sword Case will guarantee victory.
Brother Devour asked, "Could the fighting area be inside the lines?"
This time, Qin Ze didn't fly, but instead strode through the mountains, still without making any special discoveries.
The mountain is still the same mountain, and the land is still the same land.
The only unusual thing is that there is no strange beast on the mountain marked with a line.
This area is clearly a gathering point for strange beasts, but they deliberately avoided it.
Qin Ze returned to the front line. "We still need to start from here."
He closed his eyes and touched it gently, completely focused.
This time, he sensed a faint fluctuation in the Space Rule.
Qin Ze opened his eyes. "Their battle took place in another dimension."
However, without a portal, he couldn't get in.
His Dharma King: "Shall we ask the magical conch shell?"
Qin Ze hesitated.
He didn't really want to waste a trading opportunity on this.
That bastard, Echo always pushes his luck.
Miss Sword Case spoke up, "Rules can fight against rules."
" The Dark Attribute Rule is one of the higher-level rules; you can try to see if you can make some slight changes to this line."
Qin Ze nodded slightly.
Suddenly, a small black hand appeared below his right hand, gently lifting the palm upwards and turning the entire arm into an inky shadow.
Qin Ze reached for the line again.
Then, a miraculous scene unfolded.
Qin Ze actually managed to grab the thread.
"Interesting."
Qin Ze raised his eyebrows.
With a little force, the "surface" behind the line was grasped.
It feels smooth and delicate to the touch, like a piece of silk.
Splash--
With a wave of his hand, Qin Ze lifted the entire piece of silk.
Wherever the silk passed, the scenery changed dramatically.
"This is..."
The sky is still the same sky, and the mountains are still the same mountains.
But everything lost its color, turning into lines of pencil, like a simple sketch made by an art student.
Qin Ze looked at his hands.
Not only the surrounding scenery, but he himself is a complex jumble of lines.
"Good heavens, the Pretty God has turned into a stick figure!"
"It's a bit more complicated than stick figures."
"Tonic! My tonic will transform you into a Pretty God stick figure!"
"Wake up, there are no more Soul Orb left."
"Is it possible that he licked up a Soul Orb beforehand?"
"Huh? You can do that?"
"..."
The clones were also shocked by what they were seeing.
Miss Sword Case exclaimed, " Qin Ze, look! I'm just a line now!"
Qin Ze looked around. "Is this the authority of Strange God, or that of Sage?"
Although the core of this authority is not yet clear, it already involves high-level rules.
Miss Sword Case replied, "I don't know either."
Qin Ze clenched his fists. "First, we'll find the Strange God and the Sage, then it'll be the part I'm best at."
No matter how you try to reason with me, I'll just throw two punches at you and make you kneel down first.
Miss Sword Case pondered for a moment, "I'm afraid it won't be that easy."
The Mist Lord also cautioned, "Be careful; you've already entered their territory."
Qin Ze, on the other hand, was quite optimistic.
The two sides had been completely isolated from each other during their battle, but now that he has entered, he has become a variable in this duel.
The balance of a scale is so strong that even a feather can easily break its equilibrium.
"Come, Sage, let me see where you are."
Qin Ze, depicted in a minimalist style, rose into the air.
Suddenly, an inconspicuous point of light appeared against the blank sky.
Qin Ze only glanced at it, and the light spot instantly burst into a dazzling burst.
A blinding light momentarily filled the entire space, then vanished in an instant.
Caught off guard, Qin Ze's eyes stung slightly. "Who threw that flashbang!"
Boom--Boom--Boom--
A deafening roar erupted from the depths of the earth.
It was as if an earth dragon had turned over, and the whole world began to tremble violently.
The lines that make up the world begin to distort.
The clouds in the sky turned into a tangled mass of black threads.
The towering mountains were twisted into slender bamboo poles.
The flat land undulated like a turbulent sea.
Not only that, even the lines that make up Qin Ze and Miss Sword Case are distorted.
Qin Ze felt like a lump of dough being constantly stretched and kneaded.
The Spiritual Sea of Consciousness was turbulent, and even the Tree of Mind and the Great Dragon could not be formed.
Even more fatally, Qin Ze discovered that his Source of God was completely suppressed.
He tried to activate the Source of God, but the Source of God did not respond to him.
Suddenly, a giant eye opened in the empty sky.
Although this eye is also composed of simple lines, its style clashes with its surroundings.
Compared to Qin Ze's eyes, this one is much more lifelike and is filled with a subtle color.
As the eyes appeared, the turbulent world gradually calmed down, and the distortion of the lines in the world became less intense.
Qin Ze and Miss Sword Case's lines stabilized.
The Source of God is back online.
As if by reflex, Qin Ze was about to activate the Source of God when a faint voice suddenly rang in his ears.
"Don't use the Source of God..."
Qin Ze turned his head to look at his left shoulder and found a small eye there.
Seeing Qin Ze looking over, she winked at him.
Qin Ze's expression was solemn.
Is this a battle of wits between gods?
The first true god Qin Ze encountered was the God of Machinery.
However, the opponent was not the real body, but merely someone who had inherited some of the buffs from the God of Machinery, and they still exchanged opinions with Qin Ze in a physical sense.
The Strange God that Qin Ze encountered later were those from the Chaos.
They were suppressed by Chaos and unable to exercise their authority.
Including the Black and White Strange God later on, who had only recently awakened and whose strength had not fully recovered, and who also had the assistance of the God of Machinery at the time.
These experiences gave Qin Ze the illusion that even gods were nothing special.
When he was a mid-level martial artist, he could even go toe-to-toe with high-level martial artists.
Now that I possess the Golden Source of God and have so many innate abilities, even if I am not the best, I can at least go toe-to-toe with him.
However, when he personally participated in the battle between true gods today, he discovered that there is a huge chasm between gods and mortals.
Qin Ze couldn't help but shake his head.
He suddenly understood why the Ancient Race chose to be cowards.
The eye on his shoulder winked at Qin Ze, and the voice in his ear rang out again.
"I'm really surprised you were able to get in here."