The image of that irregular geometric shape and those cold eyes involuntarily surfaced in Qin Ze's mind.
The Divine Tree said, "Tracing back to the source, the authority of ink comes from Heaven."
Ink itself is the impurity filtered out by the Goddess of Life.
Even impurities possess the authority of Heaven.
Qin Ze didn't even dare to imagine how powerful the goddess would be in her prime.
Qin Ze asked, "Does Heaven want Mo to die?"
The Divine Tree answered emotionlessly, "He wants everyone to die."
"He has been trying to invade the Land of Origin at all times, but this time He has found the opportunity."
Qin Ze felt a slight itch on his scalp. "Wait a minute, let me catch my breath."
Heaven will kill everything.
Therefore, all the strange beasts Strange God are carrying out the commands of Heaven.
The voice that the Bai Bai bird heard during its time as a strange beast was also from the heavens.
Ink itself is Chaos, and so is the essence of heaven. The two are Chaos in their paths but arrive at the same destination, which is why ink has the ability to command the Strange God in Chaos.
However, this time the four Strange God and beasts were Tian's exclusive special forces, which is why Mo lost control of them.
Qin Ze asked, puzzled, "Why does Heaven want us to die?"
The Divine Tree pondered for a moment, "He is ill, and there is no cure."
Qin Ze let out a long sigh of relief.
He roughly understood why Master Desolate was trying so hard to escape the Five Elements and Two Realms.
A "Hunting Order" has been issued, leaving anyone behind means certain death.
After all, the Strange God and Strange Beast are endless.
Bai Bai tilted his head slightly. "What illness do you have? Why don't you see a doctor?"
The Divine Tree: "Even the best healer cannot cure His illness."
Qin Ze's intuition told him that the so-called illness was inextricably linked to the truth of the world.
Qin Ze still had one question, "After the Mirror of the Sky separates, your power can be transferred to the Reversed Realm."
Why didn't you use my blood to heal the Rotten Vine sooner?
The power of the Divine Tree exerts a strong suppressive force on ink.
If the Divine Tree had used its divine blood to revive the Rotten Vine sooner, Brother Devour wouldn't have perished.
The Divine Tree said calmly, "Your blood will make me unclean."
"If the recovery weren't so slow, I wouldn't have used your blood."
Qin Ze hardened his fist.
The urge to uproot the Divine Tree had never been stronger.
A single, seemingly unclean word led to the deaths of hundreds of martial artists.
The Divine Tree sensed Qin Ze's intense emotional fluctuations and sighed softly, "They are not dead."
Qin Ze was taken aback. "What do you mean?"
The clone was erased right in front of him.
There was absolutely no activity on the Local Area Network, indicating that the clone was definitely dead.
The Divine Tree said, "Ink is not destruction itself; she cannot achieve complete destruction."
"Besides, this is the Land of Origin, I've got your back."
Qin Ze twitched the corner of his mouth.
The Divine Tree continued, "Creation is the forward process, destruction is the reverse process."
Qin Ze's eyes lit up slightly. "They can still be alive?"
The canopy of the Divine Tree swayed gently. "If the program is reversed, they can be resurrected naturally."
"This is the starting point for Myriad Races of the Abyss; the program can be reversed here."
Qin Ze almost forgot.
The Upright Land of Origin corresponds to creation, the pulse of life, and the endless cycle of life.
The Divine Tree emitted endless starlight from bottom to top.
The magical creatures that had been frightened away by Qin Ze gathered around, thinking that the sowing day had come early.
To the disappointment of the magical creatures, the seed of the Divine Tree did not appear; instead, they saw countless glittering stars scattered from the tree's canopy.
Among the vast Stars, the warriors and their clones that had been erased by the Rule of Destruction appeared one by one, their bodies gradually becoming solid from being illusory and transparent.
I'm alive again?
"Great! My giant eagle is still here!"
"I don't believe it, let me see!"
"Is this a reward for clearing the dungeon?"
"To be resurrected from the dead, doesn't that mean we can self-destruct indefinitely?"
"Yay! The Self-Destruct Squad is about to receive an epic buff!"
"..."
The previously quiet Local Area Network suddenly came alive.
It sounds like tens of thousands of ducks are quacking at the same time.
Qin Ze shook his head. "It's better to be dead."
The Dharma King stretched his neck. "It feels like a dream."
The warriors of Myriad Races wept with joy, embracing each other in celebration.
They were all strangers who met by chance, but after experiencing death together and fighting against the Strange God together, a transparent bond tightly connected them.
Qin Ze put on the black and white mask that belonged to the Troupe Leader.
Having not worn it for a long time, he felt quite nostalgic for the feeling, which reminded him of the day of the Jiang City Tide.
Qin Ze turned to face the group of martial artists, with Brother Devour and the others standing solemnly behind him.
After calming down, the martial artists all looked at this strange fellow.
They knew those wearing beastly masks well; they were all formidable men who would self-destruct at any moment.
Even though everyone present was a prodigy from various races, they felt genuine admiration and gave the other person a big thumbs up in their hearts.
A golden halo suddenly erupted behind Qin Ze, almost blinding the martial artists.
"It's God! It's God who saved us and brought us back to life!"
Someone quickly realized what was happening.
They didn't recognize the masks, but they recognized the special effects.
Qin Ze infused his divine power into his voice, spreading it in all directions.
"Our civilization, which is like an ant in the eyes of the Strange God, has survived for millennia. Even with mortal bodies, we can illuminate the Abyss."
"What about those Strange God?"
"They are nothing but a bunch of rats hiding in Chaos, barely clinging to life. They have been plotting for an entire era, wanting death to once again shroud the Abyss, wanting blood to stain the World of Myriad Races red once more."
"Do you agree?"
The martial artists clenched their fists. "We won't agree!"
Qin Ze's voice boomed like thunder in everyone's ears. "Tell me loudly, do you agree?"
The crowd shouted in unison, "No way!"
The sound resounded through the sky, frightening away the magical creatures that had been observing from the shadows.
Qin Ze looked around at everyone. "Yes, we won't agree, we will never agree. This is our home."
"To transcend the limits of martial arts with a mortal body."
"We will prove to those cowardly Ancient Race who wag their tails and beg for food, we will prove to those Strange God should have been swept into the dustbin of history, that as long as we live, the Abyss will stand firm, and civilization will be passed down forever!"
"We are right here, our home is right here, let them come if they dare!"
Qin Ze raised his right hand and solemnly declared, "In the name of the Chosen One Human Race, the Troupe Leader of the Circus, I swear that Human Race will forever stand on the side of Myriad Races, never betraying them, and will fight to the death against the Strange God and the rebellious civilizations!"
Upon seeing this, the martial artists in front raised their right hands one after another.
"In the name of the Thousand Stars Race's World Hunt Participant, I swear that the Thousand Stars Race will always stand on the side of Myriad Races and will never betray them!"
"I swear in the name of the heir to the Lich Civilization..."
" The Chosen One Myriad Seas Civilization guarantees..."
"The Grand Commander of the Four Suns Race's Imperial Guard hereby swears an oath..."
"..."
Hundreds of warriors from various civilizations present swore an oath to fight the Strange God to the death.
Yan Miao was not far away, touched his nose after seeing this scene. "Goodness, they've included us in their insults too."
The Second Sister beside her said with a solemn expression, " The Ancient Race have wanted to rule over Myriad Races for thousands of years, and now he has so easily united them into one."
This man is absolutely terrifying.