Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 509 One punch quells the storm, and all gods are silenced.
Construction... frantic construction...

Within the entire array space where time was frozen, countless factories sprang up from the ground, and massive numbers of androids were expelled.

The so-called human body is essentially just a mixture of different elements.

Once the composition of the human body is understood, mass production can be easily achieved.

Under the relentless pressure of the assembly line, the number of people continued to grow, and the originally spacious area gradually became cramped.

But this is ultimately a minor issue.

Just keep creating space inwards.

Under the control of the five transformations that opened up the special space, the originally closed space began to expand inward and began to nest inward layer by layer.

The time that was about to come to an end has been extended again by the new five-turn relay.

Piling up... piling up like crazy...

Time passes slowly in the mountains.

By the time the sixth-stage cultivators felt exhausted, they had already spent hundreds of years within this formation.

'It seems we've reached our limit...'

Looking at the space in front of them, all the sixth-level cultivators present frowned.

Because time and space are beginning to reach their limits.

This is like a building that is constantly being stacked on top of each other.

The higher the building, the heavier it is for the foundation, and the more likely it is to collapse.

The pause time was continuously extended, and the space was continuously added upwards.

What was originally a fleeting moment has been extended to ten years, a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years.

Within a tiny space, a world of its own has been created.

This is like a piece of paper that is folded in half repeatedly; each fold doubles its thickness.

At this moment, the sixth-tier cultivators discovered:
Under their resistance and expansion, the Five Transformations Inheritance has become almost useless in this space.

Now, after multiple accumulations of time, it will take even greater and stronger force to shake this point.

'However... this is enough!' Many of the sixth-tier players present had somber faces.

For a thousand years, in order to resist and fight, they have been building frantically in this independent space, racing against time without a moment's rest.

Through everyone's blood and tears, what was originally a moment separate from all other realms was stretched to 15 years.

The space within this expansion is 10 to the power of 42 times.

As for the number of five revolutions within the cave heaven?

This is already an astronomical number, estimated to be approximately 10 to the power of 54.

The combined power of so many Five Ranks is enough to destroy the entire observable universe in an instant.

This is the trump card that the sixth-tier warriors accumulated over tens of thousands of years after transforming into an armory.

This is a strike that reaches the eighth level of the cosmic realm! Enough to shatter the very fabric of space and time!

With just one move, one can observe the universe transformed into a pot of chaotic soup.

"There are still 10 years until we leave this space. We're starting the final countdown."

A slender, sixth-tier cultivator sneered, "We can begin the stacking!"

Under the command of the Sixth Rank, the Fifth Ranks within the entire formation began to fully activate.

One by one, the blood sacrifices of the fifth-level prognosticators, under their control, transformed into a power that converged within the sixth-level prognosticator's body, enchanting it.

Positioning, counter-damage, enhancement, reversal, contamination, destruction...

Various unique one-time inheritances are attached to the sixth generation.

This is a temporary surge in power.

Most inheritances have only one effect:
When this attack was launched, all the power slammed into Fang Can's Seven Turns!
This is a legacy that is only for Fang Can. It has no effect on anyone else except Fang Can and can only be used once.

It is through these restrictions that the power of inheritance is maximized.

At the same time, due to the accumulation of inheritance, even the body of a sixth-stage cultivator began to collapse continuously.

Their bodies were somewhat unable to bear the weight of these traditions.

But it's very simple, just like cooking noodles.

Add water if there's too much flour, add flour if there's too much water.

When the body of a sixth-stage cultivator can no longer withstand the added power, a fifth-stage cultivator will take the initiative to sacrifice blood to reinforce the body of the sixth-stage cultivator.

In the constant balance between reinforcement and damage enhancement, the power of the sixth rank is growing wildly.

One strike is all it takes, just one short strike will suffice, the only goal is to kill Fang Can.

It is not necessary to completely kill Fang Can, but to destroy Fang Can's seven-turn body that occupies this part of the present world for 1 second.

In just that brief moment, it wouldn't matter if Fang Can's bodies in other timelines were still alive.

If they can kill Fang Can now, they can set up a new formation in the real world and have plenty of time to develop.

In the eyes of a sixth-tier player, this battle had already turned into a turn-based system.

If you win this round, you can replenish your supplies before the next round ends.

'But...can it be done?' Some people were unsure even after reaching the sixth level.

Although the massive arms race has expanded matter to the level of eighth-order mass, it is essentially just the combined force of a group of fifth-order beings.

It's like how a single thought at the seventh level of enlightenment is equivalent to a thousand or ten thousand thoughts at the sixth level; this is the qualitative difference between the two.

Not to mention the intensity of the spiritual light between the two sides, and the strength of the inheritance they have built.

But this is not insurmountable.

In order to study this project, they specifically started a related research topic.

[Wheel: A five-stage build, guaranteed to instantly kill a four-stage Spiritual Light. Can a four-stage build resist it?]

In order to demonstrate the results of this project, they used nearly 100,000 control groups for experiments.

Extensive research has demonstrated that this effect of inheritance is not insurmountable.

If the fifth-level cultivator who built this "Fourth-level Inevitable Destruction" legacy had used the legacy, eliminating any fourth-level cultivator would have only required one move.

But soon, they specifically had the fourth-tier graduates construct a legacy that "opposes any instant-kill legacy," and then had these fourth-tier graduates resist the instant-kill of the fifth-tier graduates.

It started with being instantly killed after just one fourth job advancement, then it continued after two fourth job advancements, and then it expanded to three fourth job advancements...

When the number of fourth-tier members in this control group increased to 131, one member finally survived the blow from the fifth-tier inheritance.

In other words, the fourth-tier inheritance can only instantly kill a maximum of 130 anti-instant kills in one go.

However, depending on the amount of Light of the Mind, if it is a fourth-tier genius group constructing a fourth-tier Light of the Mind, at least 43 are needed to block it.

Next, a new control group was established.

This time, the fourth-tier inheritance has been changed to an anti-instant kill inheritance that can only withstand one attack. Two fourth-tier inheritances are enough to withstand the instant kill of a fifth-tier inheritance.

……

In a normal martial arts civilization, any fourth or fifth level cultivator would be treasured and no one would be willing to sacrifice them. It is precisely under this inhumane industrialized assembly line experiment that countless fifth level cultivators are mass-produced as consumables.

Only in this way can martial arts research flourish and the theory of martial arts be explored in great depth.

Through countless experiments and analysis of the power of the seventh level, they finally concluded that:
As long as there are enough people, it is enough to withstand the killing move of a seventh-level cultivator.

Here, the five revolutions that can destroy the observable universe converge, and even the seventh revolution must give way.

and so……

The six-turners, who had gathered here with the blessing of the fifth turn, exchanged glances, their eyes filled with a resolute determination to live in the face of death!
It was the countless martial arts trials that gave them the confidence to resist.
Will win!
The next instant, after accumulating for 150,000 years, the entire sealed formation was instantly opened.

The moment it opens, the flow of time inside and outside begins to align, and the hidden heritage within begins to reconverge.

All it takes is to eliminate or even resist Fang Can for a moment!

In just a fleeting instant, the entire formation's time will once again come to a standstill.

At that time, they will be able to develop for another 100,000 years on the existing foundation.

and so……

Boom!

Almost instantly!
When the great formation was opened, the power of 10^54 fifth-level inheritances converged, and the almost infinite power was released from the sixth-level fist!

This punch is immeasurable light! Immeasurable life!

A powerful blow, capable of annihilating the observable universe, was unleashed, yet it did not harm a single blade of grass or sapling.

Massive beams of energy passed through the planet as if they were invisible, without causing any damage.

In order to kill Fang Can and defeat this seventh-rank cultivator who had brought them so much fear, all the sixth-rank cultivators present were giving it their all.

All the inherited power only applies to Fang Can, avoiding any waste.

'Fang Can! Just die!'

All the sixth-rank cultivators had an extreme madness in their eyes; they had been preparing for so long, yet they only had the power for one strike.

With a single strike, their power was completely depleted, and they returned to their normal state.

"For our dictatorship! For ruling this world for ten thousand years! For being invincible in the world! I beg you to die!"

This was the frantic roar in the hearts of countless sixth-tier players, but all that awaited them was Fang Can's mocking smile.

"You've really underestimated me. A mere 200 sixth-level cultivators and countless fifth-level cultivators, you think you can kill me?"

"Kill me, a new seventh-level cultivator who has read all the knowledge of the entire universe?"

Yes, after Fang Can regained his senses and understood the current situation of the myriad worlds, the first thing he did was to [study]!
It took humans millions of years to go from crawling to standing upright, but thanks to learning and innovation, it only took a century to go from the steam engine to the space station.

In this age of information overload, learning is the ultimate weapon for civilization to combat chaos.

Compared to pioneering and innovation, how easy is it to learn by standing on the shoulders of predecessors?

Newton spent his life developing various theorems, which became the foundation for the advancement of countless science students in later generations.

The electronic devices we see everywhere today are the result of theories that many predecessors spent their entire lives researching.

The entire universe, with its civilization and knowledge built up over 20,000 years by countless warriors, was completely digested by Fang Can in just 48 seconds after he awoke.

Countless cutting-edge martial arts knowledge, countless ingenious ideas, and all sorts of wildly imaginative proposals collided in Fang Can's mind.

This strike, comparable to the eighth level of the ancient method, could potentially kill Qin Yi instantly if it hit him at the seventh level of the ancient method, as Qin Yi did before.

But in Fang Can's eyes at this moment, who was at the seventh level of the new method, this attack was too simple and full of flaws.

It's as if scientists are watching ancient people build ladders to try and create a stairway to the moon, so why not invent rockets?

In Fang Can's eyes at this moment, the attack in front of him was full of flaws. If he were in charge, the utilization rate would be hundreds of millions of times greater.

'So, since you insist on fighting, I'll wait for you to fight!'

Fang Can stared at the magnificent, imposing attack before him, a strike powerful enough to shatter the universe, with a look of utter disdain.

He doesn't have that many fifth-tier cultivators to exploit; he can only rely on himself!

With a hint of disdain, Fang Can clenched his fists.

It wasn't just Fang Can clenching his fist at this moment; Fang Shuyue, observing the battle, had already seen that Fang Can was preparing to make a move in every segment of the river of time.

In the previous second, the previous microsecond, the previous nanosecond, the previous picosecond, the previous attosecond...

Thirty minutes have passed since Fang Can woke up.

Throughout this entire period, divided according to the Planck scale, Fang Can was clenching his fist and gathering strength in each Planck phase.

Then, in Fang Shuyue's sight, Fang Can, who was the first to awaken in the Planck time zone, threw a punch.

A simple, unadorned punch was thrown out, but it caused no damage whatsoever.

For ordinary people, time is a continuous line.

However, for Fang Can, who has reached the seventh level, it is possible to divide it into time zones, separating himself from the previous second and himself from the next second.

At this moment, Fang Can's ability to subdivide time has allowed him to precisely observe the smallest interval in the physical universe, which is 5.39 × 10⁻⁴⁴.

Therefore, as Fang Can in the first Planck time zone threw a punch, the force was directly transmitted to Fang Can in the second Planck time zone.

Then, Fang Can, in the second Planck time zone, continued to throw punches.

Same power, same speed, same movements...

After throwing a punch, he successfully transmitted the power from the previous time zone to the power of this moment simultaneously.

He then doubled this power and passed it on to the lost self of the third Planck.

Then the third Planck time zone, the fourth time zone, the fifth, the sixth...

If we consider the force of Fang Can's punch as [1 Fang], then from the moment Fang Can woke up, the force would increase by 1 Fang for every time zone that passed.

Thus, as time passed second by second, and the power was transferred from the past to the present, the damage from Fang Can's punches had ballooned to an astronomical figure.

Then, looking at the attack that seemed to obliterate the entire world and was aimed solely at him, Fang Can fiercely threw a punch.

This punch was the culmination of countless repetitions of power from the right arm over the past 30 minutes; wherever the fist passed, it stirred up a white aura.

In retaliation for the attack, Fang Can's punch was not aimed at anyone other than those at the fifth and sixth levels of cultivation in front of him.

So rest assured, no flowers or plants will be harmed.

But those at the sixth level only felt absolute death when faced with this punch.

Punch out!

The purest and most powerful force, superimposed with countless strikes from the self.

This is a battle of time and space, with no contest involved, only the crushing power of pure strength!
That earth-shattering strike, which embodied the ambitions of the entire sixth-tier faction, was as fragile as paper in the face of Fang Can's torrent of power!
The immense energy didn't even cause a ripple; it melted away the instant it made contact with the fist, like thin frost under the blazing sun.

Filled with extreme unwillingness, Fang Can's fist, powerful enough to shatter stars, unleashed a white shockwave that shook the universe, engulfing all the sixth-level cultivators.

Faced with death, the sixth-generation cultivators found it hard to believe.

Feeling the destructive power constantly eroding its body, it was trapped in a vortex of death and let out a defiant roar before being swallowed up.

"How is it possible—to be so strong—"

The next instant, destruction indiscriminately pierced through the spacetime inhabited by every sixth-level cultivator.

(End of this chapter)