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Chapter 502 What A Genius

"I have a special world?"

Lu Chuan grasped this "thread" of the Law of Death and began to recall what Xu Ying had said to him.

Although it's a bit baffling, this kind of boss doesn't talk randomly.

After thinking about it, I am afraid that the only special world that Lu Chuan thinks is that place, his own memory world.

Or to be more precise, it is a world of sealed memories.

But since the materialized memory left, Lu Chuan has never asked about it again.

After all, this guy can handle anything as long as it doesn't burn his ass.

Lu Chuan integrated his mind into his spiritual world and began to look for those sealed memory fragments.

I don’t know if it was because of the departure of the memory entity that there was no limit to the sealed fragments, but I found it easily this time.

And the seal disappeared, leaving only a strange black door.

Lu Chuan pushed the door open and what he saw was still the oppressive and suffocating black world.

However, compared to the bustle last time I came in, this place is now deserted.

Lu Chuan tried to integrate the little bit of the Law of Death he had grasped into this black world, but his urine was almost bursting out, and there was no response from the black world.

Lu Chuan was helpless and could only walk aimlessly in this black world.

"Should we change it? Such a depressing atmosphere does not fit my image of a sunny boy!"

The deeper you go, the more oppressive this world becomes.

Lu Chuan had a flash of inspiration, and maybe he thought he could change the world.

He mobilized his majestic spiritual power and began to influence this black world.

The process went unexpectedly smoothly, and within just a few minutes, the black world had taken on a completely new look.

Looking at the transformed world, Lu Chuan suddenly felt a little lost.

Standing on the empty street, looking at the green belt next to it and the tall buildings in the distance, everything seemed so familiar.

It turns out that I still miss that familiar hometown in my heart!

Only the hometown can be created, but what about the old friends?

Lu Chuan tapped his forehead to drive these sudden emotions out of his head.

"Only when your head is empty can you be endlessly happy!" Lu Chuan hummed a tune and continued walking with his hands behind his back.

"What's the disadvantage?"

"By the way, there should be some wind at this time!"

"It's like the afternoon after the college entrance examination!"

Lu Chuan said there must be wind, so there was wind.

"Let's have another sun. Without this big round cake hanging in the sky, I always feel like something is missing!"

Lu Chuan said there must be light, so there was light.

He didn't know how long he had been walking, but Lu Chuan felt that there was something wrong with him. He looked up at the sun and smiled.

"There has to be a night when it isn't."

Lu Chuan stepped into the night, and a new moon slowly rose.

Over mountains and seas and lakes, Lu Chuan traveled through this familiar yet unfamiliar world.

Until the next morning, Lu Chuan stood on the top of Kunlun Mountain, looking at the rising sun.

"Maybe there should be something else!"

Lu Chuan gently snapped his fingers, and sword energy poured into the world.

Sword energy spreads to every corner of the world, forming basic laws that ensure the operation of the world.

From then on, the world had a basis for self-operation.

Lu Chuan wanted to create some life and add vitality to the world.

In the end, he shook his head. It was just a memory world, and everything was nothing more than a mirror.

When all the rules were in place, Lu Chuan suddenly felt that the law of death he had captured was moving.

Looking at the world, Lu Chuan seemed to understand something and gently spread his hands.

A hint of vague power spread out and completely integrated into the world.

"You don't exist in time, and this world doesn't exist in time. You two just make a perfect match."

Lu Chuan nodded slightly and began to evolve the laws of this memory world.

For a law to be truly effective, it must accumulate power over time and must be supplemented by corresponding characteristics.

"Death?"

Lu Chuan looked at the world he created. Although he was a little reluctant to let go, he could still clearly distinguish the importance.

"Destroy!"

Lu Chuan gently snapped his fingers, and the world began to die and collapse.

During the process of collapse, Lu Chuan clearly felt the emergence of the law of death.

"As long as it works!"

Lu Chuan found a way and began to create and destroy the world non-stop.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years, maybe ten thousand years.

This world has been born and died countless times. When his mental power and sword energy were exhausted, Lu Chuan was finally able to fully perceive this law of death.

"Come!"

Lu Chuan waved his hand gently, and a huge black formation suddenly appeared above his head.

Symbols with unknown meanings are outlined on the formation diagram, and the unspeakable power of death is surging.

The formation diagram covered the sky and the sun, directly covering the entire world.

"ha?"

Lu Chuan was a little confused, how could the power of law become the shape of the formation diagram, "Is it possible?"

…

At this time, three years had passed in the outside world, and the boy holding the little girl had already left.

Only the shadow was left standing quietly beside Lu Chuan, waiting.

As if sensing something, Xuying looked at Lu Chuan, his eyes filled with relief.

"Did you succeed? The power of a new law that is comparable to the original law."

"I told you that you are a genius. Maybe we really have the capital to fight against the Supervision Department."

It is not difficult to tell from Xu Ying's soliloquy that he has a big plan.

It is not limited to death, but to create a brand new higher-level law system.

…

Pangu Secret Realm!

Duolin and a group of people have been guarding here for three years, and the big eyes have been running around, but Lu Chuan has not returned yet.

"Where's my dad? You said he would be back soon?"

Big Eyes has grown from the little milk baby who tortured Lu Chuan into an exquisite porcelain doll.

Perhaps because the food was so good, his big eyes were a little fat, like little meatballs.

She didn't know if it was because of the influence of reincarnation, but she actually remembered Lu Chuan and that warm and safe embrace.

And the little guy is very precocious. Although he is only a little over three years old, he understands everything.

"Your dad, your dad, Tiantian is your dad, I raised you!" Duolin felt aggrieved.

"I know, what next?" Big eyes looked at Duolin seriously.

"What's the next? There's no next!" Duolin was a little angry, like an old father who didn't get recognition.

"So, why are you angry?" Big Eyes looked at Duolin strangely.

"Hahaha..." Duolin burst out laughing, looking at Ye Xie and Leng Xiaolu beside him, grinning: "Am I angry? Am I angry?"

"Give birth!" Duolin and Leng Xiaolu nodded at the same time.

"Okay!" Duolin nodded, and just as he was about to open his mouth to attack the little white-eyed wolf, a strange wave suddenly appeared in Pangu's secret realm.

This wave of fluctuations rippled away silently, and time and space were frozen at this moment.