Void Year 1,000,000 — Mi Jing Lun, the greatest strategist of the human race, lay in the age of near death. His eyes were tired. He was at the end of his lifespan. His body was too old to rise from his seat even though he had reached Open Heaven, ninth rank. He took his last breaths.
Mi Jing Lun thought, "Alright. I don't think I can live much longer, so this is the last moment."
His vision fixed on the artifact in his hand. He sat cross-legged, alone in a room where no one else remained. He thought, "Yang Kai, you didn't come back. It has already been one million years since you left our universe. I still remember the time when we fought against the Ink Clan."
His gaze fixed again on the artifact in his hand. It was a pearl that glowed softly. If anyone looked inside it they would see water flowing from top to bottom. Mi Jing Lun thought, "Yang Kai, please forgive me, because I am using something that will take my life for sure. My last hope was you, but you did not return. With this artifact I can merge with the heaven and go into ancient time. I can kill the Ink God and the monster races and the Divine Spirit Clan — because of whom we humans have suffered for so long."
Suddenly a voice entered his mind. "Mi Jing Lun, are you sure what you are doing is right? The Divine Spirit Clan helped us in the battle against the Ink Clan and the monster races too."
Mi Jing Lun replied, "Even if they helped, it was because they did not want to lose their existence. I will not completely destroy them, but I will make a situation so humans will no longer be their slaves. And about the Ink God — I will kill him if I can."
Mi Jing Lun's determination hardened. In that last moment all his confusion faded. He was no longer uncertain whether this was right or wrong.
He thought, "This is the last method. With this I can save the lives of my comrades on the Ink battlefield. Yang Kai, forgive me for my actions in the past. You will no longer be the hero of the human race because of what I will do, but I think you would not do this for fame. If you were here, you would stop me from sacrificing myself, yet you would also lose all your fame."
His tired eyes suddenly brightened and all weariness vanished. He raised his right hand and made a hand sign with two fingers. A bright golden pillar appeared around him. The pillar spread a golden aura. A formation diagram activated. In the next second Mi Jing Lun — in the center and controlling it — vanished. Only a small, ball-shaped world remained, sleeping in the void.
In a dark domain a figure appeared. This was not a body but a spiritual form. The figure opened its eyes and looked around. It was Mi Jing Lun, but not in his old, aged appearance. This spiritual body looked like the young Mi Jing Lun from the Ink Clan battlefield days. The place around him was dark; nothing could be seen except here. A river flowed from up to down. This was the River of Time — the mysterious place because of which time existed. Everything moved differently in that world.
The pearl-type artifact in his left hand glowed bright. It had come with him into this place where his real body could not go. Mi Jing Lun poured his spiritual energy into it. The pearl shone and shot a beam of light into the River of Time. Two figures emerged from the river. One looked very young and the other very old. The young one was his first self; the old one was his future self. Mi Jing Lun said, "Merge with me. I can save all of our friends and family." The old one did not resist, but the young one asked, "Why will I merge with you?"
Mi Jing Lun understood the situation and had prepared for this. He inspected some memories in the young body's head. Soon the young body comprehended everything and merged with the spiritual body.
Mi Jing Lun began the next stage. Suddenly the surroundings crumbled. His spiritual body became dense and solid. He spread an aura that reached half a step toward world-creation.
Mi Jing Lun thought, "That is enough. Now my next goal will be fullfil." Saying this, he began another technique.
Soul-Splitting Method — Three Times of Crying.
Suddenly sound appeared everywhere. It was the sound of a person crying. Mi Jing Lun thought, "My method is better than Yang Kai's one which he used to reach Open Heaven ninth level. I don't need the Soul-Warming Lotus to protect my soul in this process."
Time passed in that place. Outside the River of Time there was no count of time. Maybe a thousand years went by during his process.
Mi Jing Lun's spiritual body split into three. Mi Jing Lun's first soul said, "We all know what to do, so do not hesitate or wait. Let us finish this."
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Primordial Ancient Time.
A light appeared from the void. This was the first light. All creatures were created by heaven and earth. Millions of years later, humans and monsters had become slaves of the Divine Spirit. In a space a giant Divine Spirit God slept after consuming its food, which was the almost destroyed universe itself.
Suddenly the giant spirit god opened its eyes. It looked around and found itself in the void. In the next moment it did not wait and rushed toward the place where the Divine Spirit Clan stayed.
Ancestral Divine Spirit Land.
A giant spirit god appeared in that place. Inside it there was no longer the innocent giant spirit god. This was Mi Jing Lun's split soul, which had taken over its memory. As it reached the place it did not delay. It shot a beam — which was not the usual attack of a giant spirit god. Even the giant spirit god could not attack in this way. It was Mi Jing Lun's prepared strike, a dark hollow beam.
Mi Jing Lun said, "Devouring Hollow Beam of the Divine."
Next moment, the Divine Spirit Clan vanished into ashes — whoever fell in the range of this attack. Luckily, as the Divine Spirits treated humans and monsters as slaves, many of them were not present there.
But the giant spirit god did not stop. It immediately flowed another way. The giant spirit god — who was actually Mi Jing Lun — thought, "Next I have to eliminate ninety percent of the monster clans so that humans can be strongest by resources. Then I will give them an Open Heaven technique which will give them the strength to suppress them. I hope my other souls will succeed in eliminating the Ink God and ..."