Start from the God of Death and break through the world.

Chapter 1064 The End, the Curtain Falls

Lu Li held a knife in one hand and dragged the World Source with the other. He obtained those World Sources by breaking through the world according to the Pioneer Mission.

Originally a quest item, normally explorers cannot manipulate the Source of the World, at least not by an early-stage ninth-tier explorer.

Lu Li took out these mission items and, with the help of spatial power, condensed a portion of the World Source Core. He then used this larger World Source to absorb the free World Source.

Just as Lu Li's blade fell, a large number of high priests and the Omni-King died, and a scene that the spectators could no longer comprehend appeared.

The endless river of time did not split further because of Lu Li's actions.

Whenever time and space tries to correct the impact of future people on the past and wants to create a new parallel world to rationalize cause and effect, the black mist that shrouds the river of time and space surges.

With his keen senses, Remus could even hear the hissing sound of erosion across time and space, just like the substance emanating from Lu Li, which was eroding the entire world!

But it is precisely because of this corrosive blockade that the river of time has stopped splitting!

Immediately afterward, wherever Lu Li's blade pointed, the world source released by the deceased Omni-King and the High Priest, as the strongest beings in that world and also the targets with the greatest historical depth, was all drawn to the larger ball of world source in Lu Li's hand.

Lu Li held the Origin of the World in his left hand and a peerless weapon in his right. Beneath his feet lay an endless sea of ​​lightning, and above his head, the power of chaos bombarded him. He moved against the river of time, resisting the crashing waves of time, like a saint paving the way for all living beings.

Because of the mysteries of the river of time and space, the immense power at this moment made it impossible for Remus to contain it. Therefore, this scene was seen by beings of various races in different universes, like a mirage.

In an instant, all life in this world was drawn to this figure. Some of the older beings who had experienced the catastrophe of that year immediately recognized Lu Li and knelt down to pray.

They knew that the Martial Saint was fighting against the enemy and protecting their space-time. Some of them had experienced disasters and witnessed the High Priests slaughtering the universe. Seeing the High Priests falling one after another in the river of time, they couldn't help but shed tears.

From who knows where, people began to shout the name of the Martial Saint again, and the wave of voices gradually swept across the entire universe.

As Wukong and the others watched Lu Li's figure recede further and further into the river of time, they felt their blood boil with excitement.

"He can do it! Lu Li can win like this!"

Tianhuang clenched his fist excitedly, wishing he could rush into the river of time and fight the High Priest with Lu Li.

Even Dao Yan was speechless, because he had considered many countermeasures, but he never expected Lu Li to handle it in this way.

First of all, Lu Li's actions of bringing parallel worlds back to the mainstream and reuniting the split true spirits of all beings into one were beyond his comprehension.

The power that Lu Li used to prevent the River of Time from splitting was even more terrifying to him.

He had fought alongside Lu Li before, and at the time he thought the black mist emanating from Lu Li was the power of some kind of spiritual seed. He just thought it was very harmful and strange, but he didn't expect it could have this effect.

This is the timeline of a ninth-order great world. To lock it down, even if one were to use a trick, the power would be far beyond that of an ordinary ninth-order power. Dao Yan even felt that even if he brought over a few explorers at the mid-ninth-order level, they wouldn't be able to stop the timeline of this world.

Because the world's hierarchy is a reference that space provides to explorers, and the hierarchy is determined by the strength of the strongest person in that world, the fact that the Dragon Ball world can split into so many parallel universes and still have a large number of strong people at the same time shows that the world source of the Dragon Ball world is quite abundant and very solid.

This main channel of time in the world actually harbors enormous energy. If you are strong enough, you can travel through the river of time and kill people without anyone stopping you.

But if you try to restrict the flow, expansion, and division of the River of Time, you are going against the most fundamental force of the world. Given the potential size of the Dragon Ball world, even a mid-stage ninth-order explorer would not be able to withstand it.

But Lu Li first used his faith to reverse time and space, creating a "ten thousand rivers return to the sea" effect. Then, the black mist covered the river of time, and the river of time really could no longer split.

"Damn it, what exactly is this 'Prisoner Demon'?"

Dao Yan sighed in a voice that only Tianhuang could hear. He had no idea what kind of spirit seed would have such a function. The black mist was obviously Lu Li's own abnormality.

"Hmm, why do I feel like Brother Prisoner doesn't look like a good person?"

Tianhuang complained from the side, "Look, that black mist is still corroding the river of time, seemingly eroding and devouring the power of this world. If this continues, people from all timelines will be killed by the black mist invading the universe, right?"

Tianhuang himself was completely indifferent to the life and death of the humans in this world, but he felt that Lu Li's ability seemed too dangerous and more brutal than he had imagined.

"It is indeed terrifying power; I wonder where he got it from..."

Dao Yan frowned.

As the two were talking, Lu Li had already fought his way from the middle reaches of the River of Time to the upper reaches. Wherever he went, one could see the heads of high priests and the Omni-King flying through the air.

In that instant, Lu Li seemed to transform into a high-dimensional killer. Under his unparalleled martial arts spirit and the suppression of the black mist, even the Grand Priest and the Omni-King were unable to use the power of the Ring of Time to travel through time and space.

Because spacetime is completely chaotic at this moment, the past, present, and future seem to be connected, so people's perception of time is also chaotic and completely unpredictable.

Sometimes Wukong and the others felt like they had only been watching Lu Li fight for a few seconds, while at other times they felt like they had been watching Lu Li fight for tens of thousands of years in the river of time.

In the end, Lu Li fought his way to the end of the River of Time, and his black hair turned white again—the price for excessively borrowing the power of the demon god.

Clearly, Lu Li's idea of ​​using black matter to suppress the River of Time was just a spur-of-the-moment decision. Although it succeeded, even if the Demon God was willing to cooperate and lend him some power, his body could not withstand the excessive release of matter, which drained his life essence.

If he hadn't already achieved immortality and been able to produce immortality substances on his own, and if the Primordial Spirit Seed weren't operating at full power, he probably would have been drained dry by the Demon God.

But he eventually arrived at the end of the river of time, met the original High Priest, and saw the boy who still had an innocent smile.

"Huh? Who are you?"

An angelic youth looked at the man standing in front of him, dressed in black, with an ominous aura.

Lu Li paused for a second, then said, "I'm here to kill you."

"kill me?"

The boy looked confused. "Why? Did I do something wrong?"

"Not yet." Lu Li said as he walked toward the boy.

"Oh... Can you kill me tomorrow? I'm going to go play with Salama now, we made plans to go fishing together today."

The boy's face showed no fear, only regret, and his request was tinged with childlike cunning.

“Hey—Rolls.”

Just then, a sound came from afar. Lu Li turned his head and saw a small, somewhat fat Eastern dragon running over on all fours.

Upon seeing Lu Li, the dragon still looked puzzled. "Huh, who's this? Is he a new friend you've brought along? He looks really strange. Are there even such a race?"

"I don't know either. He said he was going to kill me. I wanted to ask him if he could come again tomorrow."

The angelic boy seemed a little troubled, "After all, we made a promise to go out and play together."

Lu Li looked at the angelic boy, "Is this important to you?"

The angel boy nodded without hesitation and said, "Of course it's important. This is a very important thing. Salama and I have been planning for a long time. Our dream is to go fishing at Mount Mikuri. We finally made a fishing rod. It would be too sad if our dream died before it could be realized."

"Hey, who are you? Don't hurt Rawls. He didn't do anything wrong. Why are you trying to kill him?"

Salama also frowned and looked at Lu Li.

Lu Li looked at Salama, "Is going fishing together your dream?"

"Yes, we've always wanted to see the scenery inside the sacred mountain. We accumulated a lot of merit within the tribe before being allowed to leave. Don't ruin our dream so easily!"

Salama said righteously, "The Angel race has much stricter rules than our Dragon God race. Do you know how much Rolls paid to be able to come out and play this time?"

“Salama, stop talking. We are no match for him. You should leave. I don’t want to drag you into this.”

Rawls tugged at Salama. "I'm happy to be your friend."

"What are you talking about, Rawls? You've finally managed to realize your dream, damn it... If only I could find a way to make our dreams easier to achieve, we wouldn't have waited until today... and then run into this kind of person."

Salama's voice was filled with self-reproach.

Is it difficult for you guys to go out and have fun together?

Lu Li asked.

"Of course, our two tribes haven't been on good terms lately, and our elders have forbidden us from playing together. But the people of Rawls are very kind, so we told our elders that if we made enough contributions, they would let us go out and play together for a day without being disturbed."

Salama said with a face full of regret, "If only the Dragon God Clan and the Angel Clan could live in peace."

"Salam, believe me, if I become the chieftain one day, I will definitely improve the relationship between the Angel Clan and the Dragon God Clan."

Rawls said with a smile, a smile so genuine.

Salama nodded, a smile spreading across his dragon face. "If I could become the Dragon God, that would be wonderful. Then I would use my divine power to create a wish-granting device that can grant children's wishes. This way, we can not only live in peace, but also make it easier for other children to realize their dreams in the future."

The angelic boy and the slightly chubby dragon boy were envisioning their future without a care in the world. Even Rawls, whom Lu Li had designated to kill, showed no fear, only regret for not being able to realize his dreams.

Perhaps in this era, people don't have much of a concept of fear about death; young people simply live for their dreams.

"That won't do. Dreams that are too easy to achieve are meaningless."

Rawls countered, "I think it's more fulfilling to work hard and achieve your dreams, just like we do."

"That makes sense. Then I'll make the wishing device into seven wishing balls, and let the children collect them all after their adventures and efforts. How about that?"

Salama discussed it with Rolls.

"That sounds good, but... I guess I can't see anymore, so I can't go fishing with you anymore."

Rawls' expression suddenly fell, and he looked up at the sky. "And after finally getting out, it's a very gloomy day today. The world looks dark and gloomy no matter how you look at it."

"Rolls, don't say that. Let me plead with him again for you. I feel that although he looks fierce, he's not a bad person."

Salama turned around as he spoke, but he suddenly realized that the terrifying man in black who had been standing next to them had disappeared.

"Huh? Where did he go?"

Salama said in confusion, and nudged Rawls, "Rowls, it seems he's gone. Let's continue to Mount Sacred."

Rawls snapped out of his daze and realized the man in black was indeed gone. After his initial surprise, an innocent smile appeared on his face as he grabbed Salama's dragon paw and said, "Hmm!"

The angel and the dragon boy walked toward the sacred mountain, carrying their homemade fishing rods. As they walked, the sky gradually brightened, and the dark world seemed to regain its light.

So the two boys smiled sincerely and ran happily along the road, skipping and jumping, heading towards the sacred mountain and their dreams.

They may not yet know that it is not the dream that is about to be realized that makes them so happy. What truly makes them happy is not fishing on the sacred mountain, but walking this path with the people around them.

Lu Li stood at the back of the road, watching Rolls and Salama gradually disappear into the distance, his gaze distant.

After a long while, he withdrew the last trace of the demon god's dark substance from above this time point, and then inserted the Demon Prisoner into its scabbard.

He strode towards the upper reaches of the river of time, flowing downstream, his figure receding into the distance.

(End of this chapter)