Chapter 1063 - 24: Tribulation Successfully Surpassed!!

Chapter 1063: Chapter 24: Tribulation Successfully Surpassed!!

Although the gains are certainly not as good as directly obtaining those famous Divine Artifacts, at least it’s right before your eyes, within reach to start the process... Overall, it’s better than searching like finding a needle in a haystack with no results, isn’t it?

After quietly gazing for a moment, he couldn’t help but sigh: "How incredibly beautiful and powerful—"

The closer you get, the more you can discover the magnificence of this World Tree, and you can vaguely sense where its true sanctity lies... Even if you’ve only physically glimpsed it, Yggdrasil is already an unimaginably colossal entity, likely—no, absolutely—the largest and most incredible structural presence in the entire universe.

Especially now, getting this close, the part appearing before him is just a segment of its branch.

Upon closer examination, it should be a segment branch differentiated from the World Tree, perhaps a scorched tender bud? Anyway, it’s more or less this kind of minute detail.

Yet, even from a distance, this segment’s structure already fills every space. It’s said to be extending across the endless cosmic void, covering the limitless deep light-year cosmic domain, like a vast long wall transformed from some endless extra-dimensional entity within the universe, or like an originating wall dividing the cosmos’s end and edge. Even though it has been burnt to charcoal black, the intense "presence" still overwhelming all, endlessly...

Logically speaking, appearing such gigantic constructs within a normal physical universe is absolutely astonishing.

This massive entity, capable of releasing gravity, electromagnetic waves, magnetic fields, etc., etc., these parameters reach unimaginable values, possibly not even the Gods dare get close accidentally, or they’d get pasted on... But in reality, it seems otherwise, and the Daoist gently flicked the invisible strings within the void to confirm there’s still some kind of order power flowing on the remnants of this massive tree exhibiting the world.

—In Nordic Mythology, this World Tree’s branches indeed constitute the entire worldview.

—It germinates from the "past," flourishes in the "present," extends to the infinite "future," its leaves forever green, its branches supporting the weight of the entire universe, roots running through the world.

—Upon truly witnessing, you’ll realize this saying and description are so factually true, not only not exaggerated, but even overly modest... Because this simple description only reveals the tip of the iceberg.

This colossal entity’s true visage is even more magnificent than imagined, so much so that it exceeds the boundaries and limits of imagination’s reach. At least within the Daoist’s view at this moment, appears a part of a flawless divine outline that’s layered, intricate, converting various alien information to visual reception within an extra-dimensional sight, even in high dimensions manifesting in the form of a giant tree, yet so much more of it remains obscured.

Each leaf is a parallel universe and sub-time space;

Each branch intertwines with multiple world lines and different dimensions.

The lush root system infiltrates infinite dimensions, countless times spaces, infinitely diffusely from sky to earth, to the far realm of time, thousands, tens of thousands, billions, trillions, quadrillions, quintillions—up to googolplex of all plural time spaces... Millions of cosmic entities, yet only like foam drifting on the sea, forming together such an absolute world during the rise and fall of conceptual tides, standing like an enclave forest sea.

Despite reduced to remnants after burning, the contours comprised of ash and charcoal still remain divinely splendid and endless, it’s really hard to imagine how grandiose this white ash tree was at its prime...

The Daoist could only sigh with emotions, such a wondrously beautiful and powerful creation.

"Eh?"

At this moment, he suddenly uttered a sound of surprise, then a smile appeared on his face.

At last...

Found it—

......

......

On the other side of the majestic space-time of a shattered universe.

A young Magician traverses amid those dense, star-like clusters of corpses.

He wears a classic "Mage," "Wizard" attire, donning a black cloak, topped with a pointed hat, holding a wand with one hand.

The Magician elegantly flicks a finger, sending a pea-sized fiery sphere from his fingertip towards the designated target within range... Just like his getup, it’s equally classic, a simple "Fireball Technique."

With a low rumbling sound, it blooms into a burst of flame, dazzling, blazing, terrifying, equivalent to the energy of an 8,000-ton nuclear explosion, leaving a shallow mark on the obstacles ahead of where the spell discharged—originally, countless brambles and mistletoes spanned the void, blocking the large battlefield area ahead, but as plants, even as magic plants, they now reluctantly give way slightly to the power of flames.

Those immense, robust enough to wrap planets, shred continental plates, brambles, vines, retract quickly like highly sensitive tendrils, revealing slight gaps amid the dense blockade.