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In Wang Heng's eyes, this world of science and materialism has changed.

As a mortal, he can only see the shallow space constructed by length, width and height.

But now, he can see everything at a glance, the deeper space, condensed into substantial time, like sand, like a river, vast, constantly rushing, flowing to the distance, and there are causes and effects, fate, etc., which cannot be described, but they really exist.

He also saw countless futures and possibilities of life, parallel time and space, parallel universes...

The Wang Heng of this universe dreams of returning to the ancient immortals, while the Wang Heng of the parallel universe dreams of returning to the emperor's fall, the ancient chaos, and even other worlds outside the trilogy.

Countless parallel universes, countless Wang Hengs, only he fought out of one of the infinite possibilities and transcended above.

At this moment, Wang Heng felt that he could gather everything in this world and collect all the billions of possibilities.

In an instant, all the possibilities about Wang Heng turned into a dream bubble, and only he would last forever.

With a thought, he left his current location and came to the Supreme Land, which is the highest latitude in the real world.

The existence of this latitude cannot be described in words. At the same time, it is so large and boundless that the universe where Wang Heng was originally located is just an inconspicuous speck of dust.

A giant tree that transcends all latitudes spans the past and present, standing in the void, with luxuriant branches and leaves, and is everywhere.

Everything in the world seems so small and insignificant in front of this giant tree.

Wang Heng is standing on a branch at this moment.

Here, time, space, fate, cause and effect, etc., have lost their meaning. They are just some laws that the giant tree has randomly derived, and more are powers that the brains of ordinary creatures can't even imagine.

Here, Wang Heng saw many creatures who were as transcendent as him. Some creatures sat cross-legged on the spot and felt the new avenue emanating from the giant tree.

Perhaps in the world they transcended, the human body or other forms are the most suitable and the most direct forms for cultivation, but here, the tree body is.

Many creatures have begun to transform into tree bodies, all kinds of strange and indescribable.

Creatures who can reach this level are naturally not ordinary people. Their understanding of life has long surpassed the limitations of the form, and Wang Heng is the same.

"Do you want to become a tree body?"

Wang Heng murmured to himself.

He looked up at the high and distant place again. Many transcendents have transformed into tree bodies and climbed upwards. Although they don’t know what will be above, it is their instinct to become stronger. The law of the jungle applies everywhere. It is an eternal truth.

At present, Wang Heng has just arrived here and is at the end. He has fallen behind a lot.

He sighed slightly. Even if he is transcendent, he still can’t avoid competition.

Wang Heng began to climb. He didn’t want to fall behind. If so, it would be equivalent to handing his fate over to others.

As for the perfect world existing in that primordial energy, he separated a trace of thought and returned to it.

In the tomb of Emperor Heng, on a magnificent altar, Wang Heng's figure emerged, and the next moment, several figures descended, and they were the four transcendents.

To be precise, they were semi-transcendent, transcending everything only in this universe, and did not kill in the real world.

"Senior brother..." Shi Hao whispered.

Others were also greeting him. They had confirmed that the figure in front of them was not the terminally ill Emperor Hengtian. His illness seemed to be cured, but they did not know how.

Wang Heng nodded and greeted them one by one. Soon, he got what he wanted and met his relatives and friends.