My Ability Pool is Superior

This was an extremely desolate scene, where Lu Bai could not see any familiar things.

Even the rare damaged buildings had become unrecognizable under the corrosion of time.

In this deduction state, Lu Bai’s divine sense became increasingly sluggish, unable to capture specific information, only vaguely seeing what seemed to be the river of time rising and falling.

After an unknown amount of time, the Great Evolution Immortal Art perhaps had a time restriction, and Lu Bai abruptly detached from the deduction state.

He sat cross-legged on the Dao Seeking Stone, his whole person unconsciously exuding a sense of heavy, ancient desolation.

He looked up at the sun overhead and accurately judged that from the start of his deduction to the end, actually less than one incense stick of time had passed.

“Exactly how distant a future did I see?”

Lu Bai was stunned, murmuring to himself.

Fortunately, he would not produce any negative emotions, otherwise, just going through this once, severe depression would be considered good.

He took a deep breath and plundered all the spiritual energy within dozens of li around, quickly replenishing the magic power he had consumed in the deduction.

“Try again.”

Adjusting his emotions, Lu Bai performed the deduction again.

This time with experience, he was not as dazed as last time and quickly came to his senses.

And following the river of time upwards, tracing back the past.

“The spiritual energy between heaven and earth disappeared?” Lu Bai personally saw the spiritual energy exhaustion in this cultivation world, thinned to the point where even Foundation Establishment could not be sustained.

Continuing forward, from an unknown specific time.

Walking to 200,000 years later…

100,000 years later…

The further forward, the more exaggerated the magic power consumption, only because Lu Bai’s magic power was sufficiently vast could he barely support his advance, but he also gradually felt it difficult to proceed.

Fortunately, in the end, he still saw the thing he wanted to see.

Lu Bai understood in his heart, finally knowing what had happened.

The initial development did not deviate much from his guess.

After he left this cultivation world, the law that had already taken deep root immediately existed in name only.

Indeed, some cultivators believed in Lu Bai’s action and chose to hold on, regrettably the quantity gap was a bit large; a single spark could start a prairie fire but could not burn out the sea.

“Demonic cultivators” sprang up like mushrooms after rain, quickly slaughtering mortals in cities one after another.

The so-called everyone is equal became a joke; perhaps due to overcompensation psychology, many cultivators intensified their oppression over mortals.

After a blank three hundred years, the new generation of mortals had long forgotten Lu Bai, this Heavenly Venerate who once fought for their benefits; just staying alive had exhausted all their strength.

The subsequent development, however, completely exceeded Lu Bai’s expectations.

Equality had no results, but scientific thought took root and sprouted in this cultivation world.

Some cultivators with insufficient aptitude began to pursue the power of science.

Using their own supernatural power, they conducted crazy experiments and destruction on the world, even later creating things like artificial spiritual roots and genetic medicine.

Under the control of various immortal sects, it could be said to have formed a characteristic cultivation capitalism.

Destroying mountains and rivers, terrain, ultimately the world was made filthy and chaotic.

Perhaps the world will activated self-protection, or perhaps due to excessive destruction of nature.

In any case, from a certain day, spiritual veins everywhere in the world gradually exhausted, and cultivators quickly fell into madness.

Measures like setting up spirit gathering arrays still could not curb the dissipation of spiritual energy; magic power used a bit less a bit, unable to be replenished, even cultivation would regress.

Cultivators realizing the hopeless situation completely went mad, under various horrific slaughters, personally destroying themselves and their homeland, leaving only ruins and broken walls, telling of past glory.

Lu Bai actively withdrew from the deduction, sighing lightly.

Does change have no meaning?

Thinking this way is not entirely accurate; as long as it is a good change, there is ultimately something worth affirming.

Even words like history spirals ascending can be used to console oneself.

He was very clear that the word perfect is inappropriate when placed on social systems, because there is no perfect system, more like the Way changes with time.

But the problem is, when time is stretched to exaggerated scales like tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years, you simply cannot determine whether what you did is good or bad.

Saying on the lips that this is just a large-scale social experiment, yet when looking at these civilians’ joyful smiling faces and reverent gazes, it is really hard to treat them simply as a string of numbers.

“Exactly what should be done?”

Lu Bai asked himself in his heart.

“Elder Lu, during this trip down the mountain, did you see some unsatisfactory things?”

Fairy Yuxia noticed that Lu Bai’s expression was somewhat worried.

As an elder of Qingwang Sect, having personally watched Lu Bai embark on the path of cultivation, facing Lu Bai she naturally would not be as fearful as other immortal sect high officials.

Seeing Lu Bai somewhat unusual, she hesitated for a moment but still decided to inquire.

“Not about satisfied or not, just thinking about some things.” Lu Bai put away the expression on his face, recovering his original kind smile.

“Thinking about the matter of promoting the law?”

“Something like that.”

“According to my understanding, isn’t everything going quite smoothly?”

Fairy Yuxia tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, then took out a magic treasure long sword and handed it to Lu Bai, consoling in a strange way.

“Although I don’t know what you’re worried about, when there’s something you can’t figure out, why not go down the mountain and kill a few demonic cultivators; your mood might become comfortable, anyway that’s what I always do when I’m in a bad mood.”

Hearing this, Lu Bai’s eyelid twitched involuntarily.

He really wanted to retort that her way of relaxing was a bit too hard on demonic cultivators.

In the end, he endured the impulse to retort and instead said: “Mm, I am indeed a bit depressed, thank you for your comfort, I will try it.”

Lu Bai reached out to take that magic treasure long sword, his figure instantly disappearing from the Dao Seeking Stone.

Incidentally, he did not really go to the extent of boredly seeking out some demonic cultivators to kill.

Instead, he decided to first go see those still alive death fighters.

To truly say, the progress of this deathmatch duel was indeed a bit too slow.

Several months passed, and even the second round ability pool had not yet opened.

Compared to the previous rounds of deathmatch duels, under his decisive action, it would have long ended by now.

Of course, as the saying goes, sharpening the axe does not delay chopping wood.

After cultivation reached Mahayana Stage, as long as he was willing to search, a sweep of Mahayana Stage level divine sense meant death fighters had nowhere to hide before him.

After all, those death fighters would not hide alone in some secluded corner, basically thinking of finding an opportunity to join an immortal sect, so finding them was quite convenient for Lu Bai.

Just like that, searching city by city, in less than half a day, Lu Bai found more than fifty death fighters.