Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 202 Victory or Defeat, The Creation of the Spirit Realm, The Prelude to Judgment Day

Cangwu tree.

Liu Jun also glanced sideways frequently, cursing inwardly that these old Dengs were too cunning and had hidden themselves too well.

"Fortunately, I didn't go up myself before, otherwise there was a real chance of losing to them."

Their trump cards are truly endless.

They thought that by releasing Ying Qing and figuring out the opponent's trump card, they had done enough.

Who knew that besides the army that was ganging up on each other, there were also individual mechs?

However, upon witnessing this scene, Liu Jun began to calculate the abilities of these pseudo-sixth-tier individuals and quickly revealed a hint of regret.
"Their move wasn't exactly a clever one."

"It's just a crooked approach, not a proper breakthrough, so it has no reference value."

A sixth-tier or fifth-tier master can sense the direction of the next realm by carefully sensing for a period of time.

Knowing the direction makes it simple.

The hardest part is figuring out how to walk.

To pave the way, countless sages shed their blood.

Now, instead of studying this crooked path to the sixth level, it's better to continue letting yourself, as God, absorb the power of demonic and benevolent hearts next door.

Fifth tier, seventh level!

Liu Jun sat in the chair, muttering this number.

Having absorbed a vast world, it can naturally meet the emotional needs of a fifth-tier powerhouse.

I have no shortage of energy for cultivation.

While it can absorb the emotions of all living beings quickly, its own power becomes increasingly mixed and chaotic.

It is far inferior to the purity of the mind of a Pure Yang True Immortal.

"We have to find a way."

"But I don't have their sacred bodies, and I don't even have the qualifications to cultivate as hard as they have, life after life."

"How to do?"

Liu Jun seemed lost in thought, constantly studying his mysterious power, when suddenly he spoke to his body:
"Dregs of the heart, leave my body."

“If it is your will, I will obey.” A barely audible voice came.

The various impurities within God's body were quickly stripped away, turning into black grime, and swiftly left the body.

In this way, God's mind becomes pure and clear, like crystal.

A kind heart radiates golden light.

A disgusting aura emanates darkness.

After thinking for a moment, Liu Jun threw the impurities he had eliminated into hell, where they transformed into a stream of black water that blocked the gates of hell.

"Mysterious, it's really useful."

Liu Jun sat leisurely in his chair, watching Xu Changsheng get beaten up.

It has to be our immortal protagonist, who painstakingly cultivates life after life, leveling up by defeating monsters.

Someone like me, a lazy bum, just hides behind the scenes and watches the main characters help me develop and fight the boss.

"Oh!"

The ten sect leaders surrounded and killed Xu Changsheng, a powerful assassin from history, pressing him until he was covered in blood.

It must be said that Xu Changsheng, the protagonist of the Gou Dao sect, was indeed a genius. He had reached the pinnacle of various techniques and was able to withstand the beating of ten people all by himself.

If the previous million-strong army was an enemy of sheer numbers.

The ten mechs we have now are the enemy of quality.

Furthermore, his lightning speed, without regard to quality, prevents him from killing off enemies one by one as if he were simply toying with quantity.

It was only by sheer speed that he could barely keep up with the speed of these people in front of him.

Xu Changsheng kept calculating in his mind,

"Without lightning speed, I wouldn't even be able to keep up with these guys. I'd be killed in a hundred moves. Speed ​​is so important!"

"But despite the seemingly hopeless situation, the actual gap between us isn't that big, otherwise why would they have tried to persuade me?"

"Their temporary state of using public consciousness to squeeze out mental images cannot last long. When they can't hold on any longer, that will be their death day."

Xu Changsheng, the Pure Yang True Immortal, had extensive combat experience and instantly discerned his opponent's weakness.

"Furthermore, I can use their pressure to help me hone my skills and improve my physical fitness."

"Now, the Spirit Realm has reached the year 28041, and the average lifespan has reached eight thousand years. Everyone is like a god or demon. My world is far superior to the myth of the Butterfly Clan! They are a low-magic world, but I am a high-magic world! I was born into a world created by the creation of the world tens of thousands of years ago!"

"Furthermore, what seems to be nearly 30,000 years of history is only equivalent to the lifespan of three generations of them now, and their population has exploded. It would be better to let their bombardment cause various disasters in the world and reduce some of the population."

"Survival of the fittest is always better than killing each other."

His thoughts sank down, landing on the spiritual realm within his body.

"I simply used the high-propagation divine power given to me by God to write my rebirth talent into every living being in this world."

"Make everyone inside a born immortal saint."

"In this way, everyone can practice my unique techniques: the Ten Methods of Infant Transformation, Ten Lifetimes, and Ascending the Ten Towers."

He understood better than anyone that cultivating mental imagery was extremely difficult.

Even he himself had to cultivate himself again and again in each lifetime to break through to this realm.

Only by thoroughly popularizing one's talents can a large number of fifth-tier powerhouses emerge.

"As their numbers increase, the power the spirit realm bestows upon me will also grow! Making me even stronger!"

"We gods and demons have been fighting in the outer heavens for tens of thousands of years, while simultaneously driving the historical development of the spirit realm. It's quite interesting!"

In 29871, the Battle of Zhuolu ended, and the Chiyou tribe was defeated and completely disappeared from history. This ancient tribe was completely reduced to dust in history.

The leader of the throat-afflicted tribe became the new human emperor.

At this moment, two voices came from the tribe:

"We have the power to control this calamity. Perhaps we can transform back into a shamanic tribe, harvest human lifespans, and subject the immortals to three calamities and nine tribulations!"

"Are you insane? Are you going to defy your ancestral teachings? Are you going to become corrupt and turn into new evil gods?"

"This is the only way. There are too many immortals, and they are too diverse. Even if their aptitude is ordinary, they can still cultivate step by step."

Anyone who casually cultivates to the third level can live for thousands of years. We must weed out the weak and select the strong. Those who cannot escape the lifespan constraints of the underworld or the three calamities of immortals must die. Humanity must also undergo elimination in order to progress.

"No, we can't do that!"

The chief of the throat-stricken tribe didn't want to bear the infamy of history, but he also knew that with such a large population, the world would collapse. Just then, a natural disaster struck.

Because the Pure Yang True Immortal was constantly attacked during the creation of the world, various mountain floods, tsunamis, and natural disasters continued to emerge.

A new disaster is occurring, with a significant reduction in the population.

In just a century, the population decreased by a full 30%. Even the immortals could not stop the heavens and earth from collapsing and the floodwaters from flowing backward, plunging human tribes into panic.

During this period, countless people put aside their past grievances and began to join forces to fight against natural disasters, giving rise to various myths and legends of great sages.

For example, the myth of a tribal chief controlling floods.

For example, the story of the mythical bird that could move mountains and fill seas.

But natural disasters are still terrifying.

Just when humanity was in despair, some kind of divine power descended from the sky, causing changes in the physical constitution of countless people.

"We can now cultivate the legendary Nascent Soul Transformation Technique?"

"It's the Pure Yang Immortal! It's him! He's helping us from beyond the heavens!"

"What a magnificent spirit! All of humanity now possesses his sacred body."

Even some exotic beasts were infected with this constitution due to its widespread dissemination.

From this point on, all life in this realm possessed Xu Changsheng's Sacred Brain Talent.

"That should be enough."

Xu Changsheng kept observing the changes in the spirit world, weighing the options in his mind.

As a result, the number of powerful beings in the spirit world increased, and his power grew stronger and stronger.

Meanwhile, the ten sect leaders on the other side were getting weaker and weaker.

It had previously overwhelmed him, but now it was like a three-pronged attack, and its power was beginning to wane.

There was no dramatic, protagonist-like final burst of energy.

They didn't shout about dreams and constraints, nor did they strive for breakthroughs.

Xu Changsheng's fighting style was simple and unpretentious, steadily laying the foundation for victory step by step.

The entire process could be described as uneventful, without any thrills or excitement.

Bang bang bang!
As the ten sect leaders grew increasingly exhausted, they suddenly burst into laughter, saying, "How dare you! You actually transmitted your power into the Spirit Realm!"

“This is your only advantage! Aren’t you afraid they’ll overthrow you?” another leader of the oilfield sect shouted.

The Pure Yang Immortal shook his head. "This is irrelevant. I don't rule anyone, so why would I overthrow anyone?"

One of the sect leaders revealed a hint of regret, "I can't beat you anymore. I can already foresee a massive outbreak of fifth-tier powerhouses inside! As the Spirit Realm grows stronger, you, the giant who created the world, will also grow stronger!"

"Since you're so generous, we'll be just as generous." The compassionate old man smiled slightly, a glint of cunning in his eyes. "We'll also bestow our Holy Brain Talents upon the Spirit Realm! As one of the gods who created the heavens!"

"Since we're going to lose, let's just go in and become natives, and live a new life."

No sooner had they spoken than they disregarded whether Xu Changsheng agreed or not, and transformed into ten beams of light, rushing inside.

"These guys!"

Xu Changsheng was startled, thinking to himself, "These guys, could they have been planning to surrender all along?"
They entered and became natives, lost their memories, and were given a second chance at life, which can be considered a way of turning over a new leaf.

Even their saintly talents will spread.

Super thinking, super memory, and amplified telekinesis. Although these are among the ten mass-produced talents of this era, they are not bad.

These talents are mixed within every human being, which means that every native within them possesses several saintly talents.

This is of great significance to our times.

and many more.

wrong.

Xu Changsheng felt increasingly uneasy.

Did they plan this out in advance?
If you win, you take your own position.

Even if you can't win, you can force yourself to transfer your reborn saintly talent into the spirit world during the battle, and then run in and become a native.

Then, they can get their immortality brain talent for free?

"These guys! They're eyeing my talent!" Xu Changsheng cursed inwardly. They were getting away with it no matter what, and he had underestimated them.

Did these old fogies never once think about fighting to the death?

"What a farce! The battle with them, from Ying Qing onwards, continues to this day."

"The world is truly a makeshift operation."

"Never mind, never mind, this matter is not important right now. We'll deal with them later."

"I have important business to attend to."

He's too lazy to care about that now.

He slowly continued to wield his sword, splitting the heavens and earth.

Wow.

Cut it down with one sword.

Finally, the world was completely cleaved open.

It was as if it had transformed from a sphere into an infinitely expanding firework, and then suddenly and completely transformed into the real world.

And this giant fell, transforming into a vast land, stars, sun and moon, mountains, and rivers.
In that instant of creation, time increased exponentially once again, and the Wuzhu era reached 38614, an era in which all sorts of incredible powerful beings appeared.

Even the ten sect leaders who had just gone in to reincarnate were completely transformed into natives inside, becoming one of the origin gods and demons that created the world.

After the giant form exploded into a world, the Pure Yang True Immortal's true body shrank back to its original size and stepped out.

He has accomplished his mission.

After experiencing the explosion and contraction of the world, the "Pure Yang Primordial Heavenly King's Opening Heaven Scripture" was finally completed.

"This method is the highest divine skill for cultivating immortality."

"Specializing in physical cultivation, it is divided into nine stages. Once all nine stages are completed, one can transform into a giant god who can create the heavens and earth!"

Inside his body, a miniature world of mountains and rivers, like God himself, appeared, forming a small-scale creation state, like a finely miniature ecological aquarium.

"This is a body comparable to that of God."

He turned his head and finally looked at God in the distance, "I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

(End of this chapter)