Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 532 The Number One Eighth-Ranked Martial Artist Under Heaven!

Magnificent, vast...

The Beast Fighting Continent is a cat realm that is almost larger than a galaxy.

Under Fang Can's control, invisible tendrils forcibly linked all living beings in the cat world.

In a virtual mental space, these intelligent cats were subjected to an inhumane sterilization.

Whether it's a Maine Coon, a Sphynx, a Scottish Fold, or an orange tabby, a blue tabby, or a rainbow tabby...

Any cat that attempts to rebel against him, the god of the Kimi realm, will be subjected to the inhumane and eternal torture of sterilization.

For these feline warriors, a mere inch or two is nothing; the pain will only last a short while before returning to normal.

With the super healing power of these cat spirits, which can heal at least once, the growth will be complete in half a day at most.

But unfortunately, Hagichan is no longer human, so he has no humanity and plenty of strength and means to deal with these stray cats.

……

"squint--"

With a painful scream, Xiao Ji collapsed helplessly in the pure white space, feeling that her entire cat life had lost its meaning.

In the sky, Hajichan's expression remained calm as he said, "I have severed your wisdom, and you are now in an endless sea of ​​suffering. Why do you still not submit?"

Enduring the pain of being spayed, Xiao Ji, the cat, stared wide-eyed at the cat face in the sky, opening its mouth as if to hiss:

"Having lost my wisdom, I no longer care about right and wrong, you little beast! Do you really think that a mere neutering can defeat me, my cat???"

"Oh? It seems you haven't grasped one thing, little cat. You're just a mere spirit who has undergone one transformation, yet you dare to defy my rule?"

Hajichan revealed a mocking smile: "Do you know that now, in the entire cat world, whether it's a first-level cat king or a cat king comparable to a seventh-level cat king, I have already taken control of them all?"

"Those Hakimi are all getting sterilized. Do you think you can handle it?"

"So what! Cats will never be slaves!"

Cat Xiaoji struggled to stand up and frantically breathed on Hajichan in the sky.

Hakimi are creatures born with an innate refusal to bow to any power; even the king of beasts must be swayed by them!
"sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss~~~"

Along with the hiss of the cat Xiao Ji, it let out a roar like a cobra.

Hua La La~ Hua La La~
But before Miao Xiaoji could be so powerful for long, hundreds of thousands of wisdom roots rained down from the sky, and the blood-stained flesh and blood piled up into a small hill.

'These...these are all cats that were neutered by the little beasts in the sky?'

Cat Xiaoji stared in shock at the hundreds of thousands of accumulated wisdom roots, his eyes filled with a sense of shared sorrow, for he himself had become one of them.

Looking at these numerous crimes, Ha Xiaoji coldly roared, "You little beast, do you really think showing me these things will make me submit to you?"

"Hehehe..." Fang Can gave a helpless, bitter laugh at Ha Xiaoji's anger, like looking at an ignorant child: "You little kitten, it seems you don't understand what kind of territory you're facing."

"452424, this is the number of wisdom roots in front of you, all of which come from the same cat."

Fang Can stated this fact calmly, but it caused Mao Xiaoji's vertical pupils to suddenly contract, and his fur stood on end like a hedgehog.

'45...45 excisions...all from the same cat...'

Cat Xiaoji internally recalled Fang Can's words, which sounded like those of Satan, her eyes filled with fear, and her legs began to tremble slightly.

“My sterilization of you is not a one-time procedure, but a continuous, cyclical process of excision.”

This is the number of amputations made by the last cat to submit. After 45 surgeries performed without anesthesia, it finally chose to submit to me.

"So, little cat, do you think you can withstand the pain of 45 surgical procedures?"

In the sky, Hajichan's voice boomed like a bell in Maoxiaoji's ears, causing its weak legs to give way and it to fall to the ground on all fours.

At this moment, it also began to doubt whether it could withstand 45 sterilizations!
"By the way, this is just a kitten whose cultivation level is comparable to the third stage."

"Those kittens that have reached level six or even seven are still gritting their teeth and enduring it."

"The records in the entire cat world are constantly being broken. The current number one has accumulated a prize pool of 75 trillion, and this number has not yet reached its limit."

Hagichan stared at the kitten in front of him with a playful expression and said, "So how many do you think you can last?"

Despair...fear...

Looking at the pile of wisdom roots in front of him, Cat Xiaoji was no longer as steadfast as before.

Just as it hesitated, it suddenly felt that its body was no longer in pain.

Looking down, Ha Xiaoji was horrified to discover that his wisdom had been restored.

"It's about time. Let's prepare for the second sterilization."

Hagichan's indifferent voice came from the sky, followed by a scream that echoed far and wide.

According to statistics, the maximum number of Cat Xiaoji is 7.

……

In the endless hell of sterilization, cats in the feline world simply cannot bear the intense pain.

After all, the strongest cats in the entire cat world are only at the seventh level of cultivation. Under the torment of near-infinite pain, their will is easily broken.

Hagichan also saw several determined cats who, under terrifying torture, broke through their limits and were subsequently forced to submit by the even more horrific torture of castration.

In just a moment, these cats, who had been separated from the mental space, chose to submit under the unbearable weight of life.

However, on the other hand, it reveals a certain perverse sense of humor in Hakimi's character.

She could easily control all the cats with her mind and turn them into servants, but she chose to use neutering as a method to gradually oppress them.

It really made me cry!
At this moment, Hagichan is still in the sky, still in free fall, but with his current great power, the whole world is supporting him forward.

Relying on the spontaneous resistance of the environment, an Eighth Rank cultivator can kill a Seventh Rank cultivator without even taking any action.

Without using any power, merely with a thought, the entire world spontaneously enveloped the soft cat body, allowing it to land gently and steadily.

shhhhh--

The next moment, spacetime around them surged.

Including the Cat King, the three cats, all at the seventh level, traversed hundreds of thousands of light-years across mountains and seas to arrive directly in front of him.

Looking at the adorable kitten with white fur, red eyes, and white gloves in front of me.

A hint of physical fear flashed in the eyes of all the seventh-level cultivators present.

Although it was only for a moment, the Seventh Rank cultivator on the scene, with its powerful suppressive force, underwent millions of years of severing in that pure white spiritual space-time.

The suffering involved is beyond the comprehension of outsiders.

"Greetings, Great God of the Cat Realm!" The three seven-turn cats on the scene lowered their heads in submission.

To express their support, the three seven-turn cats obediently crept forward, trying to get close to Hagichan and lick his fur. In the cat world, one cat licking another's fur is a gesture of submission.

"Hey! I don't need you to lick me!"

Hagichan said with some disdain, directly shooing away the other cats.

The cats retreated a distance, somewhat puzzled and regretful, wondering what Fang Can was up to.

They clearly want them to submit, but then refuse to let you lick their fur. This behavior is really frustrating.

Ignoring their ulterior motives, Fang Can pondered for a moment before asking, "Why is your territory so small?"

Yes, it's too small!

In Fang Can's view, the entire cat world was less than a million light-years in diameter, roughly the length of a few galaxies strung together.

Perhaps for an ordinary martial artist, it would be impossible to explore even a fraction of its secrets in a lifetime.

But compared to these seventh-rank cultivators in front of them, they were far too small.

It's as if your body is curled up in a small cabinet, and you can reach out and touch the entire cat world from all sides.

Just a second ago, these seven-turn cats were scattered all over the cat world.

But after being subdued by Fang Can, they immediately came from all over the cat world.

Clearly, for these seventh-rank cats, the entire cat world is not as far as a single step they take, which is definitely a behavior that suppresses their natural instincts.

According to Hagichan's exploration, there is an incredibly vast space beyond the cat realm.

It is a magnificent world that cannot be described with simple units of measurement like Zhaojinggaiziranggou, but rather is a corner of a world that only Ge Liheng's talent can barely depict.

Beyond this cat realm, countless species live in distinct communities, occupying vastly different territories.

Cat tribe, dog tribe, chip tribe, plastic bag tribe, one-handed sword tribe, knife tribe, Apple computer tribe, poplar tree tribe, Android phone tribe, Apple phone tribe...

In this world, any non-human race or artifact that has entered the Path to Heaven through martial arts, besides humans, is included.

Some races, with only a handful of individuals, occupy territories spanning trillions of light-years, while others, even more numerous than the cat race, are confined to regions of a few light-years, struggling to survive.

There is clearly a certain pattern to this.

Fang Can was very curious about what was causing these cats to huddle together here.

Seeing Hagichan's curious expression, the three seven-turn cats understood.

This expert in the field of Kimi clearly came from outside, otherwise he wouldn't have asked such a basic question.

More importantly, although this cat is ferocious, it seems to enjoy the process of exploration even more.

They didn't directly read their minds; otherwise, there would have been no need to ask, and the answer could have been obtained directly.

"Master, this is because of the cruel Ten Thousand Races Tournament!" the seventh-level Cat King explained.

"The Battle of Ten Thousand Races?" Fang Can asked curiously.

"Yes, each race's world has been divided into territories by the creator god, and no one is allowed to cross over into the other's world, otherwise they will be punished by the heavens."

"But every three years, the rules of the realm will disappear, at which point the various races can directly invade each other's realms."

The Cat King solemnly declared, "What follows will be a calamity for all races!"

"On that day, different tribes will fight each other to seize territory, and the powerful tribes will naturally gain more territory."

"The weaker groups were devoured to the point of near extinction, and could only live in protected areas the size of a planet."

"Our cat race once possessed a territory spanning 6 trillion light-years, which was our cat race's heyday."

Cat King explained, "But after the leader of the armed helicopter clan killed the cat king, what awaited us was endless weakening."

"Even with our best efforts to defend, in just ten thousand years, our territory has degenerated from 6 trillion light-years to less than a million light-years in diameter."

"I see." Fang Can stroked the cat's rounded chin with his white gloves.

Looking at the various tribes before him who seemed somewhat discouraged when discussing the history of the cat race, Hajichan asked a crucial question: "The rules of this All-Race Tournament you mentioned were set by the Creator God. Who is this Creator God, and how powerful is he?"

Faced with Fang Can's question, the cats were horrified and said, "Master, you must not think of angering the Creator God. He is an absolute and insurmountable power that you cannot resist."

"It seems you know the truth about the Creator God."

"Of course, the Creator Gods are the three beings who created this Beast Fighting Continent, and they are the three strongest eighth-level beings in this world."

King Cat said, "Those are gods whose cultivation system is completely different from ours. They are beings who have reached the eighth level of the Mind-Based Martial Path, and one of them is undoubtedly the number one eighth-level being in the world!"

"The number one eighth-level cultivator in the world?" Fang Can became interested upon hearing this: "What is the number one eighth-level cultivator in the world!"

"It is the strongest eighth-level being in the world that is closest to the ninth level! It is the strongest eighth-level being in the world that is jointly acknowledged by the other two eighth-level gods."

Another hairless, seven-turn cat explained:
"I once vaguely heard the older generation mention that the world's number one eighth-level cultivator could instantly become an infinite number of ninth-level cultivators if he wanted to."

"But for some reason, that creator god was reluctant to break through and remained at the eighth level."

"Historical documents say that countless years ago, a human at the eighth level of cultivation mistakenly entered our world and attempted to attack the gods, but he defeated them with just one blow."

'I can do that too…' Hagichan muttered to himself.

The difference between the eight ranks is enormous. Being able to kill someone in one hit only means that the numerical difference between the two eight-ranked players is too great, and it does not prove that they are invincible.

Seeing Fang Can's keen interest in the Creator God, the Cat King said urgently:

"Master, you must never try to anger the gods. Their power is boundless, and the legacy they have built is an absolute defense."

"Oh, you even know about his lineage?" Fang Can asked, somewhat surprised.

It seems that the creator god was truly confident, as he casually revealed his legacy to others.

“Of course!” The three seventh-level cultivators nodded in unison, “The legacy of that creator god is called [Absolute Ignore], which can ignore any attacks, weakening effects, or detection effects on the creator god himself.”

Having already possessed the power of a half-step Nine Revolutions, and being immune to the influence of other inheritances, the Creator God is absolutely invincible.

Upon hearing the description of the seventh level, Fang Can, in order to verify it, casually summoned the [Yongle Encyclopedia] to probe the eighth level of inheritance.

As the Yongle Encyclopedia was opened, it was filled with question marks.

Name:? ? ?
realm:???
strength:? ? ?
Inheritance: ? ? ?
……

Looking at the information in the book, Fang Can was quite tempted.

After all, with his current power, he is almost at the realm of infinity.

If one were to fight this so-called number one eighth-level cultivator in the world, and determine who is stronger and who is weaker.

Isn't it beautiful!

(End of this chapter)