My ability pool is superior to others

It was an extremely desolate scene, and Lu Bai could not see anything familiar.

It is rare to find some dilapidated buildings, which have become unrecognizable due to the erosion of time.

In this state of deduction, Lu Bai's consciousness became increasingly dull, unable to capture specific information. He could only vaguely see that the long river of time seemed to be rising and falling.

I don’t know how long it took. Perhaps there is a time limit on the Dayan Immortal Art, and Lu Bai suddenly broke away from the state of deduction.

He sat cross-legged on the Questioning Stone, his whole body unconsciously exuding a heavy, ancient sense of desolation.

Looking up at the sun above his head, he accurately judged that from the time he started to deduce to the time he finished, less than an incense stick of time had actually passed.

"How far into the future have I seen?"

Lu Bai was stunned and muttered to himself.

Fortunately, he doesn't have any negative emotions, otherwise, after going through this, he would be considered severely depressed.

He took a deep breath, plundered all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a radius of dozens of miles, and quickly replenished the magic power consumed by his deduction.

"Try again."

After adjusting his mood, Lu Bai started to deduce again.

With experience this time, he was no longer as dazed as last time and quickly came to his senses.

And go up along the long river of time and trace back to the past.

"Has the spiritual energy between heaven and earth disappeared?" Lu Bai witnessed with his own eyes the exhaustion of spiritual energy in this world of immortal cultivation, and it was so thin that it could not even provide nourishment for building a foundation.

Keep going forward, never knowing the exact time.

Two hundred thousand years later...

One hundred thousand years later...

The further he went, the more magic power he consumed. It was only because Lu Bai's magic power was huge enough that he could barely support him to move forward, but he gradually found it difficult to move forward.

Fortunately, he finally saw what he wanted to see.

Lu Bai understood and finally knew what had happened.

The initial development was not much different from his guess.

When he left this world of cultivating immortals, the laws that had been deeply rooted in people's hearts became dead in name only.

There are indeed some cultivators who think Lu Bai's approach is right and choose to hold on. Unfortunately, the gap in numbers is a bit too big. A single spark can start a prairie fire but cannot burn down the ocean.

“Demonic monks” appeared like mushrooms after a rain, and quickly slaughtered the mortals in one city after another.

The so-called equality for all has become a joke. Perhaps due to the psychology of overcompensation, many monks have become even more arrogant than ordinary people.

After a blank three hundred years, the new generation of mortals had long forgotten Lu Bai, the Heavenly Lord who once fought for their interests, and they had exhausted all their strength just to stay alive.

The subsequent development was completely beyond Lu Bai's expectations.

Equality has not produced any results, but scientific thought has taken root in this world of cultivation.

Some monks who were not sufficiently qualified began to pursue the power of science.

With the help of their own supernatural powers, they carried out crazy experiments and destruction on the world, and even later created things such as artificial spiritual roots and genetic medicines.

Under the control of the major immortal sects, it can be said that a unique kind of immortal cultivation capitalism has been formed.

The mountains, rivers and terrain were destroyed, and eventually the world was turned into a mess.

Perhaps it is the will of the world that has started to protect itself, or perhaps it is excessive destruction of nature.

Anyway, starting from a certain day, the spiritual veins in various parts of the world gradually dried up, and the monks soon fell into madness. Measures such as setting up a spirit gathering array still could not stop the loss of spiritual energy. The mana was used up a little bit, and it could not be replenished, and even the cultivation level would regress.

Realizing that they were powerless, the monks went completely crazy, and in various brutal massacres, they destroyed themselves and their homes with their own hands, leaving only ruins to tell of their former glory.

Lu Bai took the initiative to withdraw from the deduction and sighed softly.

Is there no point in changing?
This is not entirely true. As long as the change is a good one, there is always something worth affirming.

You can even comfort yourself by saying that history is always in an upward spiral.

He was well aware that the word "perfect" was inappropriate for social systems, because there could be no perfect system, and it was more that things changed with time.

But the problem is that when time is stretched to exaggerated scales such as tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years, you have no way of being sure whether what you are doing is good or bad.

They say this is just a large-scale social experiment, but when you look at the happy smiles and admiring eyes of these people, it is really hard to simply regard them as a string of numbers.

"What should we do?"

Lu Bai asked himself in his heart.

"Elder Lu, did you see something you were not satisfied with during this trip down the mountain?"

Fairy Yuxia noticed that Lu Bai looked a little worried.

As an elder of Qingwang Sect, he witnessed Lu Bai embarking on the path of cultivation with his own eyes. Naturally, he would not be as afraid of Lu Bai as other high-ranking officials of the immortal sect.

Seeing that Lu Bai was a little abnormal, she hesitated for a moment, but decided to ask.

"It's not a matter of satisfaction or not, I'm just thinking about something." Lu Bai put away the expression on his face and returned to his original kind smile.

"Are you thinking about the implementation of the law?"

"That's it."

"From what I understand, isn't everything going well?"

Fairy Yuxia tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, then took out a magic sword and handed it to Lu Bai, comforting him in a strange way.

"Although I don't know what you are worried about, if you encounter something that you can't figure out, you might as well go down the mountain and kill a few demon monks. Maybe you will feel better. Anyway, I always do this when I feel depressed."

Hearing this, Lu Bai's eyelids twitched unconsciously.

I really want to complain that her way of relaxing is a bit too exhausting for a magician.

Finally, I resisted the urge to complain and said, "Well, I am indeed a little frustrated. Thank you for your comfort. I will try."

Lu Bai reached out and took the magic sword, and his figure instantly disappeared from the Questioning Stone.

By the way, he wasn't really bored enough to go find a few demonic monks to kill.

Instead, he decided to check on the remaining Death Fighters first.

To be honest, the progress of this deathmatch is indeed a bit too slow.

Several months have passed, and even the second round of ability pool has not yet been opened.

If it were the previous rounds of life-and-death duels, they would have been over by now if he had acted decisively.

Of course, as the saying goes, sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood.

After his cultivation reached the Mahayana stage, as long as he was willing to look for them, a sweep of his Mahayana level spiritual sense would make it impossible for the desperate fighters to escape from him.

After all, those death fighters would not hide alone in some remote corners. They would basically be thinking about finding an opportunity to join the immortal sect, so it is quite convenient for Lu Bai to find them.

In this way, he searched city after city, and in less than half a day, Lu Bai found more than fifty death fighters. (End of this chapter)