My dream connects to three thousand years later.

Chapter 508 Celestial Being, Demigod, True God! Chu Zhu's Path to Godhood!

"Of course, this is the most likely possibility... but it doesn't mean that 'that' is definitely a god from an extraterrestrial civilization, or something strongly related to a god... Let's keep watching and see if any more information is revealed later!" Chu Zhu scanned his surroundings; the newly appeared place was magnificent and spectacular.

“It looks familiar! Hmm, could it be…” Chu Zhu glanced at the sky again, her eyes flashing. Through the stars and the magnetic field she sensed, she confirmed the location: “…Purple Mountain?”

The reason this method was necessary for confirmation was that the current Purple Mountain was vastly different from the one Chu Zhu remembered. Chu Zhu had reason to suspect that this was a chain reaction caused by the previous monster disturbances.

On Purple Mountain.

The good brother, dressed in civilian clothes, calmly surveyed the crowd before him. These people were all in military uniforms, their backs ramrod straight, their faces stern—clearly elite soldiers… though Chu Zhu felt something was off about these soldiers, a certain alien quality about them.

Behind his good friend stood Lin Xia, Zhao Shao, and others—Chu Zhu was almost certain that these people standing behind his good friend were members of the Time Club…

He could see the complex expressions on the faces of the Time Club members; some were conflicted, some hesitated to speak, and some sighed…

The surrounding scene blurred again.

Then, his good friend sat on the ground, leaning against a big tree, and recorded the events expressionlessly. Although they were still on Zijin Mountain, still in the same area as before, there was no one around at this moment.

I created the Memory Garden, and I collected the memories of all the warriors who died on the battlefield, letting these memories sink into the nascent divine realm, endlessly reincarnating.

A very small number of them successfully revived in the cycle of reincarnation. I'm not sure if this counts as being reborn. I am, after all, just a cultivator at the peak of the sixth realm! Not the God of Memory who controls the soul.

I call these activated memories "spirits of memory".

Yi Ling is the messenger of the Garden of Memories, my companion!

I had them take my place, continuously collecting the memories of the world. This was the inspiration the Sea of ​​Memories gave me. I pondered that the condensation of the Sea of ​​Memories, even if not the opportunity to break through to the seventh realm... might be the opportunity for the seventh realm to break through to an even higher realm!

As an additional note, the Memory Spirit Technique is the sixth supernatural power I developed!

It has two uses: collecting the memories of the deceased and imbuing them with spirituality through the method of reincarnation, making them seem like real living people! I call it the Living Memory Spirit.

Another method is to treat them purely as consumables, summoning them with my power to become my subordinates. They possess the power they had in life... but their fighting style is very mechanical. I call them Dead Spirits, or necromancers, undead? But then again, they are essentially the same.

I understand. Maybe it sounds to you like pulling out memory? But it's actually very different!
Memory entities, limited by level, can only be summoned in a limited number! However, undead and memory spirits have no such limitation. I can produce them endlessly... infinitely, building an unprecedented army!
Of course, even the undead only have one life! If they are killed... their memories will inevitably be damaged. If I were to act, I could preserve most of them, perhaps allowing for a second use? A second resurrection? However, their memories will inevitably be lost, and their power will inevitably decline!

One more thing to add: this only works on the deceased! I can imprint the memories of the living, but to create a spirit, or rather, a spirit of the dead, the person must die...

It is precisely from this perspective that I previously questioned whether the essence of memory spirits and undead spirits might be the true soul.

But as I said before, I can't be sure, I can't see through it...

Sigh, I got a little emotional! But you should be able to understand... Anyway, let's discuss something more useful.

The specific cultivation methods are...

Chu Zhu calmly stared at his best friend's record, his heart churning. His best friend's next move... was actually a Legion Skill?
And... have the messenger collect all the memories! Why does this feel so strangely familiar?

"...What a pity!" Chu Zhu's lips twitched. He forcibly banished the chaotic thoughts in his mind, closed his eyes, and began to think about the main topic.

He suspected that his good brothers had created other supernatural powers in the previous timelines—if all those supernatural powers had been preserved, he could now compare them to see which one was more powerful and then decide which one to cultivate.

Now...

Shaking his head, Chu Zhu opened his eyes again, carefully studied the cultivation method, and decided to begin cultivating.

On one hand, time cannot be wasted. After waking up, there will most likely be monsters to fight, followed by the Glowing Sun, and then there is the unknown being that is attacking from the other side—although, since the end of 2005 when we landed on the moon and brought back that unknown being, we can guess that even if it is a god, it would probably have lost half its life and had not recovered by the end of 2005... But, this is still not an easy time!

Needless to say, on the other hand, this legion skill is indeed quite powerful in nature... If it really involves the aggregation of souls, it is equivalent to giving those who have died a second chance at life.

"Hmm, wait a minute, could it be..." Chu Zhu suddenly thought of the many soldiers he had seen earlier who had given him a strange feeling, and his expression turned eerie. Were they all Yi Ling? If so, it would explain a lot... not only why he could sense something was wrong, but also the complicated and strange attitude of the Time Club members.

If it's just a simple recruitment drive, they shouldn't object to Chu Zhu himself.

The surroundings blurred and shifted again and again.

Chu Zhu watched with a serious expression. What followed was battle, battle, and battle after battle!
There are far too many enemies... East Asia is currently maintaining a certain level of stability. However, other regions are in considerable chaos...

East Asia's stability is primarily due to the massive mechanical defense system constructed by artificial intelligence. As for those things—things like ghosts and monsters—that ordinary AI-controlled mechanical constructs cannot defeat, those are dealt with by the Spirits!

The terrifying enemy that none of these could defeat... was dealt with by members of the Time Club, and even by his best friend!

It was through continuous observation that Chu Zhu realized with astonishment the terrifying and peculiar nature of these memory spirits.

Memory spirits have no physical body... Although they can condense into a concrete form and even communicate normally with others... this is because they have turned their physical bodies into memories... They can freely transform between the physical and the illusory.

"Isn't this the supernatural power of my fourth realm?" Chu Zhu gasped, it was exactly the same as the memory user's!
Of course, this doesn't mean that all members of the Yiling sect possess the supernatural power of memory. More accurately, they should be considered as half-cultivators... they only possess the ability to transform their bodies between memories and physical forms.

The development of supernatural powers... that has absolutely nothing to do with them!
Moreover, even if they are transformed, if they were not extraordinary beings in their previous lives... then their strength will need to be cultivated slowly. But the absurd part of this matter is that if someone who was not an extraordinary being is successfully transformed into a memory spirit, it is equivalent to having the ability to transform into a memory spirit before even embarking on the path of cultivation. This ability is quite heaven-defying. To put it bluntly, Chu Zhu put himself in that situation and realized that he could completely avoid injury in the third realm by using this ability.

In other words, even a Memory Spirit at the ordinary level, possessing this ability... can become immune to fatal attacks from a third-level expert! Unless there is a specific supernatural power targeting them.

“…That’s terrifying!” Chu Zhu murmured, it was practically a noble profession.

suddenly.

Chu Zhu's expression froze. He saw it: his good brother, now ethereal and somewhat weary, sat at a table, a white lamp lit, diligently writing and recording. As always, it was a mix of dream language and various languages ​​of reality.

I've successfully broken through to the seventh realm. Don't ask me... how exactly does one break through to the seventh realm! In a way, we might have already reached that point...

"Yes, I was talking about 'me,' and I've met the standard! You need to be like me to meet the standard. So don't overthink it!" Chu Zhu: "???"

After a brief moment of thought, he laughed in anger. He slapped his good brother... but his good brother's body twisted, and his hand passed right through him.

Chu Zhu cursed inwardly. If all of this weren't just memories, he really wanted to yell at his best friend! Maybe even beat him up... Well, considering the difference in their strength, if they were to actually make contact, it was hard to say who would hit whom.
"Riddler...you're a riddle to me! What does it mean to have met the standard?"

Chu Zhu was completely baffled. "Especially, what he said... that my good brother has met the standard, but I have to be like my good brother to meet the standard... What's the difference between me and my good brother?"

Chu Zhu pondered seriously. Could it be... that he was in the future, while his best friend was in the past? This was the biggest difference he could think of...

"Or perhaps, one must break through to the peak of the sixth realm in the past! Only then can one touch the opportunity! The principle is..."

Chu Zhu felt a slight toothache. He rubbed his temples hard, pondered repeatedly, and finally sighed, "Thinking won't solve it... It seems I'll have to experiment properly when I get back!"

Shaking his head again to clear his mind, Chu Zhu calmly watched the surroundings blur. He thought he would naturally move on to the next scene, but then he suddenly realized something was wrong.

The surrounding area had transformed into the moon.

The good brother stood with his hands behind his back, still dressed in his usual clothes. Even though he was exposed to the unshielded area of ​​the moon, he remained calm and composed, as if he were talking to someone.

However, Chu Zhu followed his good brother's gaze and saw no one! This was too strange... It was as if his good brother was talking to himself.

"...I should head to Mars!" his good friend said calmly. He seemed to be listening to something. Suddenly, he chuckled, "Trying to stop me? Sorry...you're not qualified!"

"There's something I want to ask you..."

"..."

"You actually made this decision! Fine, although I don't agree, I won't stop you."

"You've misunderstood! I wouldn't do something so pointless... and I believe you'll help me, won't you?"

Chu Zhu: "..."

Ruling out the possibility that his best friend had gone mad, Chu Zhu keenly guessed that his best friend might be communicating with some being that he could not meet.

So, is it that strange being, seemingly a god, who was being held by his best friend on the moon at the end of 250? What kind of god is on the other side? You can't even look at him!!
Chu Zhu frowned more and more. And if it really was that guy... why, judging from what his good brother said, did they have a pretty good relationship?

What exactly is the outer universe like?
My good friend, having overheard something, fell silent.

Finally, his good brother sighed and began to walk on air. It was as if he were taking a leisurely stroll in the countryside, yet with each step he traversed an endless distance. This was a powerful and terrifying force, one that was both significant and difficult to describe in words.

"!!!" Chu Zhu had once been a god, so he instantly realized that this was a divine-level technique. In other words, his good brother was now the God of Memory? Or perhaps the God of Mind, Consciousness, and Soul? But the problem was…

"What time is it now..." Chu Zhu felt a chill run down his spine, but at the same time, he felt relieved. If he possessed this power, then his conversation with that seemingly divine being would be understandable. If he was far weaker than the other party, even if they had formed a friendship, their close friendship wouldn't have been so relaxed and casual.

"I will name the seventh realm the Realm of Celestial Beings!" my good brother suddenly said.

"?!" Chu Zhu's mind raced for a moment before he realized that perhaps his good brother wasn't talking to a 'god from another universe' who might be following them, but rather engaging in a cross-dimensional communication with him: "...This is really something!"

Suppressing the myriad thoughts in her mind, Chu Zhu listened attentively.

"The supernatural powers of the Celestial Realm have undergone a complete transformation! Therefore, the supernatural power of the Celestial Realm is no longer just supernatural power... To be more precise, the Celestial Realm consists of six realms."

"These six realms are the purification and sublimation of the first six supernatural powers, elevating them from mere techniques and spells to the Dao and principles!"

"The Art of Copying..."

"The Way of Inscription..."

"The Path of Regression..."

"The Way of the Memory Maker..."

"Remembering the Way of the Past..."

"The Path of Remembering the Dead..."

A calm murmur, accompanied by flashes of divine light. Finally, six-colored divine light enveloped them, making their good brother appear even more sacred.

"I will name the eighth realm the Realm of Demigods!"

"certainly……"

His good brother slowly turned his head, and Chu Zhu inexplicably had a strange feeling that his good brother was looking at him across time and space.

"You can also think of the eighth realm as still the seventh realm! Even if you become a god, you are still in the seventh realm..."

"Although I named it the seventh, the demigod the eighth, and believe the true god is the ninth! But in essence... the celestial beings can perhaps be called gods, just gods without power!"

"The lifespan of celestial beings... is almost infinite if pollution is not taken into account."

"A demigod is a god who possesses the rudiments of divine authority... All six supernatural powers have been elevated to principles, and they have been integrated and perfected! Furthermore, by unifying the six supernatural powers and savoring the rudiments of divine authority of one's own, that is a demigod! Or, one can also inherit the wisdom of one's ancestors, a god who cuts off a small part of their divine authority and incorporates a portion of this incomplete divine authority, which can also be called a demigod! The Confucian Master was most likely like this..."

"And the final god possesses complete divine authority... Heh! From the perspective of life level, the seventh realm is almost no different from the god."

"Although each of these three levels treats those below them as if they were ants—based on this, I still consider them to be... the seventh, eighth, and ninth realms!"

(End of this chapter)