My Hair Can Create a Demon Country-Chapter 300 286: Karma

Here is the future, hundreds of thousands of years later.
They stand there, vaguely feeling everything in this space-time.
Weapons, wreckage, familiar power fluctuations; this is clearly a world-shaking battleground of space-time, with traces of their involvement.
However, this place is too decayed to see what happened back then.
They are already stunned.
The power of time and space...
Actually exists.
When they grasped Jiaxia's power to travel to the past and future, they understood the awe and fear of the unknown within.
This game!??
What exactly exists behind the scenes...
"Emperor Jing, can you contact your true self in this space-time..." Someone stood amidst the ruins and said.
Emperor Jing is an overseeing super mirror mecha weapon of the entire civilization, capable of reaching a vast range of starfields, even if they don't know the exact location of these ruins, there's a good chance to contact the true self.
"I came here... also with this thought."
Emperor Jing's voice is old and calm, he takes a glance around with everyone, "The most ideal way is to contact my true self, to know everything that happens in later generations, then we will have the power to 'predict' the future."
Everyone held their breath.
Indeed, it's Emperor Jing.
The old man emanates a wave of energy.
Although this is a "dumb player" character, just born, only second-tier, he quietly carries a powerful divine artifact token of his true self.
Everything was already prepared.
Crack.
The void shakes.
"Let me see, this civilization that suddenly erupted, and Jiaxia's civilization, Buddhist Dao civilization, all your true forms."
He reaches out, a deep blue water mirror suspends and gathers in mid-air, sensing his position in this space-time.
But a bizarre thing happened.
The presence of his true self in this space-time is not far away, but near, a faint force guides them to walk from the ruins, moving forward.
"Did I die here?" The old man's expression is calm, he takes out various weapons and says, "For us now, we can't use power, but have to pay some price, storing high-dimensional weapons, to develop these ruins, to reach there."
Seeing the variety of weapons Emperor Jing brought out, everyone showed hesitation.
"Isn't this price too high?" Someone said in a deep voice.
Their true selves aren't here, relying solely on these bodies with no rank combat power, they're impossible to delve deeper into these ruins, can only self-destruct some weapons, even they're incredibly heartbroken by these weapons.
Unexpectedly, Emperor Jing was so determined, bringing three-tenths of their billions-years-old arsenal.
This is a terrifying number, you should know that technological civilizations compete on weapon reserves, just like Earth's countries compete on quantities of airplanes, tanks, nuclear warheads.
"The price isn't too high, this is what must be done." The old man said calmly, "In the distant future, my own legacy..."
He gently strokes a high-dimensional weapon, which instantly expands to carry them inside.
"I know myself too well, if I choose to leave something, then it means it's enough to affect all our lives."
They, these ultra-high-dimensional beings, the universe's top forbidden existences, unexpectedly self-destruct weapons all the way in.
"Have you arrived?"
The closest ruins to the core, an old voice came.
Emperor Jing and his party turned around, silently watching an old man's phantom, decrepit and senile.
"I've been waiting for you here for a long time." The old man's expression is extremely natural, sitting cross-legged, looking at the group.
"Even I have died."
Emperor Jing looked at his own wreckage in front, and said: "Tell me, what exactly happened? What is this so-called great flood?"
"I've been waiting for you here for a long time." The phantom old man covered his head, looking at Emperor Jing in front: "I clearly remember a lot, but my memories are slowly disappearing."
Seeing oneself leads to forgetting?
Is it the causal order of time correcting everything?
Emperor Jing's expression is calm, looking at himself in front.
Indeed, the trajectory of time is not easily changed.
So the so-called legacy left by himself, is it of no use?
"It doesn't matter if you don't remember history, tell me, in your eyes, what is this so-called time travel?" Emperor Jing's expression turned sharp.
The phantom old man was silent for a moment and said:
"The universe is being massively drawn, order is collapsing, losing stability, it's already nearing a false universe, just like a program world full of bugs, you and I live in a virtual universe...so, any seemingly incredible phenomenon, becomes possible." Emperor Jing listened carefully to his own explanation.
With his vision, he can understand the consciousness of this sentence.
So, too many cosmic technological civilizations continuously use subspace technology, extracting too much material force from the universe to establish minor planes, like borers, pecking the main universe full of holes, making the universe virtual, leading to some destructive forces appearing?
"Massive destruction of nature, leading to cosmic collapse and destruction." Beside, a figure said: "Like a planet, we destroyed the environment, leading to various natural disasters breaking out?"
Everyone was silent.
The saint does not die, great thieves never cease.
Someone suddenly mumbled those Buddhist concepts.
So, the current universe is already a huge hornet's nest, fragmented, approaching destruction?
Emperor Jing just looked at the old man in front, "There are still too many doubts, what do you remember?"
"The universe isn't being destroyed; no one can destroy it; it's irresistibly entering the next phase."
"Be cautious of 'them' from the heavens." The phantom gradually blurred, the whole person walking completely toward fragmentation.
Them from the heavens?
Who are they?
Referring to the prophecy from the Great Xia Celestial Court, from Jiaxia's reincarnated form in the heavens?
Or the Buddhist sect descending from above?
Or, does it refer to something else?
"They recorded all the history of the Great Flood, the method of transcendence, and the hidden next realm." The phantom left a last deep sentence, the whole person gradually becoming transparent,
"I see the high tower rise, I see the guests feast, I see the tower collapse..."
The final voice still echoed, everyone fell into an unknown bewilderment.
Does this final sentence declare the destruction of their civilization?
...
Crack!
The space tunnel vibrates.
"Welcome back, brave heroes!" The Blood Knight smiled, looking at those various prehistoric shattered treasures brought back from the dungeon, exclaiming riches.
After all, these players have absolutely no ability to monitor these ultra-high-dimensional life forms.
They stand at the pinnacle of the universe.
You should know, the sixth realm has 108 levels, plus the previous 5 realms, totaling 113 levels; so entering the sixth realm is considered entering the hall.
But it was Fu Qingjun who secretly detected some things,
"Although it was risky, we managed through these big figures to probe some content." Fu Qingjun frowned.
After all, his true foundation is too low now, if he wants to study something, he can only borrow the vision of these true cosmic giants and dominants to explore some truths.