After leaving the world of all NPCs

The huge head drooped slightly, as if it was about to be dragged into a dream by sweet sleepiness.

"wake up!"

"Expulsion!"

The head shook violently on both sides, forcibly dispelling the invading sleepiness.

"Tsk, what a stubborn old thing." Lian tapped her chin lightly with her bandaged fingers, her tone tinged with regret and self-mockery. "Poor clown, all he can do is let the soldiers take a nap."

"That's enough."

Another golden thread emerged from Ye Zuochen's heart, and a petite figure exuding terrifying oppression appeared at the other end of the golden thread!

"Break the world with iron and steel as the blade, devour the stars with dark erosion as the edge! Tyrannical Lord - Split the Universe!"

[Qingming Creation Talisman] instantly enlightened the projection of Night Blade God Tianxiang. His amethyst-like eyes locked coldly on Triglav in the distance. He held the hilt of the ten-meter-long giant sword in one hand and swung it down towards the Triune God of War with a resolute gesture to sever fate!

Zheng!

The purple-black sword wave instantly tore through space, an attack that could cut through everything.

Wherever the sword wave passed, space was silently annihilated, leaving behind a deep trail of nothingness.

Lava, skyfire, dust, and even light were completely wiped out in front of the sword wave, and it slashed down towards Triglav with the power to crush everything!

"Let thunder surge wherever the sword points! The unforgiven will perish under the cold blade, while the souls of the brave will forever reside in the Golden Palace!"

Triglav suddenly raised his giant arm and clenched it hard in the air.

A huge golden sword, condensed from countless war concepts and the glory of victory, instantly took shape in His hand.

The long sword is flowing with golden divine light, and the sword body is engraved with the shadows of countless warriors charging and trumpets blowing, exuding the supreme power to command wars and dominate victory or defeat.

This is precisely His power as Lord of War.

Triglav raised the sword of power of war and slashed down fiercely at the purple-black sword wave that was crushing like a mountain with the power of opening up the kingdom of God!

boom!

The purple-black annihilation sword wave and the golden sword of war authority collided violently in the void like two destroyed stars.

At the center of the collision, the space was completely shattered, and a vortex like a huge millstone appeared. At the edge of the vortex, the purple-black power of annihilation and the golden power of war authority were frantically grinding each other away.

The sky and the earth lost their color! All things lost their voice!

Only the millstone of destruction is grinding silently.

"Tsk, did you block my attack?"

Tianxiang snorted coldly, and instantly turned into foam and disappeared.

Triglav still stood, but on the blade of the golden giant sword in his hand, a clear crack extended from the tip to the hilt.

Click!

The golden giant sword that symbolized the power of war shattered into pieces, turning into tiny points of dissipating golden light, and was completely annihilated in the scorching air.

Triglav's three heads covered with dark gold eye masks slowly turned, his sight penetrating the dissipating golden light and locking onto Ye Zuochen in the distance.

"God Slayer..."

Sventovit, the head in the center, let out a deep, drawn-out sigh. "Your strength far exceeds our expectations. The sword that shatters the power of war... You are the undisputed 'Demon King' of this land."

Svarog's head on the left suddenly rose up, and his roar, like the blast of a furnace, was filled with unquestionable determination: "That's why!"

Thunder erupted from Perun's head on the right. "Such a formidable enemy must not be allowed to remain in this world! Even if I have to burn out the last ray of divine brilliance in my body, I will still completely wipe you out!"

The wills of the three heads reached an unprecedented consensus at this moment. The divine power roared and rushed within His huge body, but it was like a torrent blocked by a dam, no longer as vast and boundless as it was at the beginning.

The continuous high-intensity battles, especially the hard clashes with the sword that condensed the power of war, almost drained most of the divine power that He could mobilize when He came to the earth.

Although the power flowing in his body at this moment is still powerful, it has lost the room for wanton squandering.

He must be prudent and use the power that can truly make the final decision!

Ye Zuochen stood quietly on the boiling lava ground, neither shaken by the other party's praise nor frightened by the declaration of a fight to the death.

Three towering figures in the distance were reflected in his eyes, and only a point of extreme concentration was focused deep in his pupils. His body was slightly tense, and a strange blue-black color quietly climbed up his neck.

The color is like the juice of some poisonous plant, and also like a sinister curse that has been deposited for countless years.

Although there is no basis for this, Ye Zuochen believes that Triglav must have powers similar to the [Thunder Stone Axe] and [Cosmic Furnace].

These Slavic gods are crude and simple-minded, and their favorite thing is to repeat combat techniques.

"O ancient mercy, entwined with golden silk! Now lower the veil of your pity!"

"The Lord of Heaven bears witness to the transgressions of the living, the Lord of Earth inscribes the cries of the dead, and the Lord of Hell judges the hesitations of sinful souls..."

The three Triglavs declared in unison, their motto resounding through the heavens and earth, and they suddenly pulled off the heavy dark golden eye mask covering their heads.

"The authority of the three realms is governed by the same laws!"

Blindfold, take off!

The moment the blindfold left his head, the time poison brewing deep in Ye Zuochen's throat suddenly erupted.

"—The Wheel of Time turns into a fierce poison, abundance turns into disaster, and time is chewed up and returned to all living beings—"

A blue-black torrent of fire poison emanating an endless breath of decay and withering gushed out!

The fire poison seemed to be a fusion of the solidified poison of time and the evil fire that burned the world, and it was filled with all the negative aspects of time.

Decline, exhaustion, despair, end...

The poisonous fire of light and darkness ignored the distance in space and completely submerged the huge three-headed body of Triglav, who had just taken off his blindfold and was releasing divine punishment!

Chi Chi Chi -!

It's like pouring boiling oil on snow.

Like strong acid corroding gold.

The blue-black poisonous fire attached itself madly to Triglav's divine body, and the thick leather instantly dehydrated and carbonized, turning into ash.

The dull metal armor plates lost their luster at a speed visible to the naked eye, became covered with rust spots, and then cracked and peeled off as if they had experienced billions of years of weathering.

Beneath the armor, the skin and flesh that contained immense divine power were burned by the poisonous fire, leaving charred holes. There was no blood flowing deep in the holes, only the ever-spreading blue-black marks of decay.

"Ugh—!"

The three heads simultaneously roared in agony and distortion.

The time poison of [The Withered Lord's Time Treasure] devours time at an incredibly fast speed, but as Triglav gazes at the three realms of heaven, earth, and the underworld, all living beings have to close their eyes!

Absolute "nothing" has arrived.

Ye Zuochen, Jinwu and Lian suddenly felt that the world was dark.

The horizon disappeared.

What I see before my eyes is not darkness, but absolute nothingness, as if my eyeballs and optic nerves have been removed out of thin air, and even the concept of "black" no longer exists.

The majestic sun-gold pupils of the Golden Crow, the adjusted black pupils of Ye Zuochen, and the faint purple pupils beneath the bandages wrapped around the lotus were instantly covered by a layer of thick, insoluble darkness.

Hearing disappeared.

The sound in his ears was not silence, but dead silence. Even the sound of his own blood rushing, the beating of his heart, and even the flow of his mantra power disappeared completely.

The world was muted, leaving only a dead vacuum where souls were screaming madly in the silent world.

The sense of touch is gone.

The body lost its boundaries. I could no longer feel the heat of the lava under my feet, the hot wind blowing on my skin, or the reality of my arms. It was as if my soul had been stripped from its body, floating in the cold nothingness. Even the concept of "existence" itself became blurred.

The sense of smell and taste also disappeared.

The pungent smell of sulfur, the burnt smell of lava, the golden smell of divine blood...all the smells disappeared into thin air.

There was only absolute emptiness in the mouth, and even the moisture of saliva could not be felt!

Senses

The basic pillars of the cognitive world.

At this moment, the unsealed Eye of the God of War was brutally cut off.

The Golden Crow's proud figure suddenly trembled. Its eyes, shrouded in darkness, could no longer see, hear any sound, or feel the existence of its body...

This is an experience I have never had before.

The high and mighty sun was dragged into the eternal prison of ice!

The arrogance that looked down on everything on her beautiful face was gone, replaced by the fear that came from the instinct of life.

The scarlet-gold divine feathers trembled uncontrollably, and the body arched slightly like a frightened bird of prey, with every nerve screaming silently.

"Ho...ho..."

Lian made a meaningless gasp sound.

Having lost all the anchors of her senses, her consciousness fell madly into the void like a kite with a broken string.

The purple dress rustled under the unconscious divine power, and the slender arms waved violently.

call--!

Purple smoke with a sweet floral scent gushed out of her body like an uncontrolled flood.

The smoke rolled and spread, aimlessly eroding the surrounding lava and space, as if a headless fly was desperately releasing poisonous fog in absolute darkness, just to grasp a trace of reality.

Ye Zuochen's body froze in place, his eyes covered in darkness and unable to move. Having lost all sensory feedback, he seemed to have turned into a cold sculpture.

Absolute nothingness devours everything.

Consciousness is like falling into a bottomless abyss. There is no light, no sound, no touch, and even the boundaries of "existence" are completely dissolved.

It was as if I were just a speck of dust floating in an eternal vacuum, having lost all reference frames.

The exterior scene was also completely silent at this moment.

The boundless galaxy was extinguished, the surging tide of energy solidified, and the giant web of logical possibility and fate... all disappeared.

All that remains is a "darkness" that is purer than the sensory deprivation of the outside world.

The third-level life transforms itself into an open system, reaching the state of "harmony between man and nature", as if it has become a part of the universe, occupying the matter and energy of the universe at will, and even occupying the entire universe.

At the same time, it also has its own independent timeline.

A blink of an eye can turn a century into another.

This absolute control over the time scale is gone.

Ye Zuochen couldn't tell whether he had sunk for a moment or had been imprisoned in this cage of sensory nothingness for tens of millions of years.

Closed.

Self-enclosed.

All reference frames are lost.

If there is no "him", where does "I" come from?

"one."

The number counted by a thought suddenly lit up in Ye Zuochen's mind.

If you can't perceive the outside world, then use yourself as a measure!

If you can't anchor time, then use your willpower!

"two."

"three."

"Four……"

Thoughts popped up as numbers, with no reference to speed, only this monotonous yet incomparably firm counting itself, becoming the only coordinate, the only scale in this absolute nothingness!

It is no longer about measuring the passage of the outside world, but about proving “I think, therefore I am”.

"Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine."

"A billion."

According to Huangdi's method, there are ten levels of numbers. The lower numbers are shallow and short, the upper numbers are broad and vast, and only the middle numbers are endless and infinite, which is suitable as the measure of the universe.

"Ninety-nine nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine!"