Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 213 Forty Thousand Years Since the Creation of Heaven and Earth, the Chaotic Sea
Pure Yang True Immortal and Black Heaven quickly recovered from their mutilated heads.

Their injuries could have healed easily, but God, through the immortal power of the immortal gods, locked them in their condition.

They were left with only their heads, unable to recover from their injuries.

Now, they have finally been freed from the immortal seal.

"Unexpectedly, the power of the immortal god is truly omnipresent; even God has been using his power all along."

The Pure Yang Immortal recovered from the loss of one head, but his whole body was dizzy.

To be honest, that severely injured and withered state is very despairing.

It has locked you in a near-death state.

Struggling between life and death time and time again, this near-death experience is simply one of the cruelest forms of torture.

"I don't want to experience that again." Hei Tian hesitated for a moment, then let out a long sigh.

He was beaten into submission.

But he was only convinced for now; his desire for the ultimate divine artifact grew stronger and stronger!
Wow!
Suddenly, a torrential downpour began.

God above disappeared from the moon, leaving only streaks of lightning constantly striking the ground, turning into countless pillars of lightning.

Lightning struck the green waves repeatedly, like raindrops crashing against the lake's surface, creating ripples.

"The whole world has been buried by floods and turned into ruins."

The two of them flew for a while and finally came to a conclusion.

They quickly arrived at the ark of the spirit world, began to stabilize the ship, and helped the beings on board to survive.

The spirit world is like a floating continental plate, constantly shifting and swaying.

This world, comparable in size to a province, can now barely accommodate the population remaining after the great flood.

Don't underestimate this province; its area is comparable to that of Earth in my previous life.

The Pure Yang Immortal recovered, sighed, and said, "This God really does whatever comes to mind."

"Stop arguing."

Hei Tian frowned and whispered, "We need to find a way to stabilize this continent. Fortunately, it's on a jelly-like ocean with plenty of buoyancy, otherwise it would really sink."

"God has gone mad; he unleashed the ocean catastrophe."

The Pure Yang Immortal couldn't help but complain, "Doesn't he know how terrible this thing is? It's all sticky and the water pollution is terrible."

He then remembered the sea goddess Varuna, who transformed the entire Sea of ​​Milk into the world's first womb.

Thus, the myth of the elephant Thoma, with its male and female figures, came into existence in the world.

He witnessed it firsthand at that time.

The Milky Ocean of Azurō is sticky like this, and then life is born.

"Would God play this trick too?"

The Pure Yang Immortal sighed, "Turning the entire world into an even larger Azure Rope Milk Sea? Is this to nurture life within the seawater?"

"He's going to pull off a major creation event! Our Spirit Ark is meant to carry the seeds of life from this ocean of creation, and be responsible for spreading them throughout the ocean of life?"

"Wow! That's really powerful!" Long Poetry Sword Immortal laughed.

The Pure Yang Immortal was speechless. "Old man, please be serious."

He understood now: this founding emperor really did have a problem with his mind; he truly suffered from cyberbullying.

His mental state is very beautiful.

It can only be said that this is truly a life born from the convergence of the public consciousness, a testament to the power of darkness.

The internet, like a public toilet, allowed him to gather countless netizens in his neurotic state.

Even the Pure Yang True Immortal can no longer distinguish them.

Was this guy always this crazy, or did he only become so crazy after turning into a black god?

Black Sky laughed heartily.

"Not only that, he also unleashed the Calamity of Silence, and the air became still."

Hei Tian paused for a moment, then said with satisfaction, "This was a catastrophe that almost destroyed the world back then! This is so much fun! If I had known he was playing it so perfectly, I wouldn't have stopped him!"

"I have witnessed the transformation of civilization and the metamorphosis of the world. The endless laws have elevated the world to a higher dimension and reshaped it. It has truly been a worthwhile life!"

The Pure Yang Sword Immortal sighed, "We should think about our future."

“It’s time to think about it.” Hei Tian gradually became serious. “I’m going to get a higher-level divine artifact and become that high and mighty being.”

They continued to exchange ideas, and many powerful individuals began discussing how to avoid this natural disaster.

The survivors from some of the companies were terrified: "Let's join forces and hold off the outside world!"

Yes.

Some of the company's employees survived.

They can't be called good people, but they are still normal, ordinary people who didn't do evil.

Of course, a large portion of them are trainees who are only teenagers, the next generation of promising talents who haven't had time to do bad things or become corrupted.

This is precisely the company's initiative.

A portion remained to confront God head-on, such as these young people who were unlikely to be judged. As seeds, the leader was none other than this Long Poet Sword Immortal.

He wasn't a bad person and didn't think he would be tried, after all, he had been seriously injured and in a coma since the founding of the country, barely alive.

Another group went into hiding, and the leader of this group was none other than the female ape, who hid in the shadows and led another group of powerful individuals to establish a sanctuary as a seed.

Yes.

The ten sect leaders who ran out to fight the Pure Yang True Immortal and were defeated only had half of their strength.

These top ten companies have a very deep foundation!
They are not stupid; a mature and ancient power would leave behind various means to ensure its survival.

A dynasty lasts a hundred years, but a family lasts a thousand years—that's the principle.

Whenever there is a catastrophe, power inevitably splits. "Hmm, we are now like a giant stone ship," said the Pure Yang True Immortal, before joining forces with Black Heaven to stabilize the world once again.

A storm is brewing in the distance.

They began to resist the wind and waves, for it was the coming storm of wind.

Spirit world.

Despite the dramatic changes happening outside, nothing seems to have occurred here.

The people continue to live and work in peace and contentment, and everything remains the same as before.

Of course, countless young people with passion and lofty ambitions also began to emerge.

Are we going on a trip to outer space?

"What is the world like outside the spirit world?"

Led by powerful human warriors, they boarded a celestial vessel and traveled to the edge of the world for a visit.

People ascended to the Sky Barrier, where the power of immortality had been locked away, and they saw tomb inscriptions.

[I, Xi, have spent decades in this life creating the Ten-Round Immortal Technique, ascending to the second level of Immortality. Wait for my return!]

The inscriptions, generation after generation, are filled with countless lines of characters, written in a graceful and elegant style.

It exudes unparalleled grandeur and boldness.

Ordinary people can feel a surge of intense energy and spirit just by looking at it, as if it is a determination to sacrifice for the common people.

In front of the fairy boat.

An elderly man at the head of the group vividly described these historical myths to the young people.

"Our human race has been able to reach this point of peace and prosperity largely thanks to the original Zhu You god Ying Qing, followed by the Three Sovereigns and Six Emperors whom we all know!"

"Some people also call them the Three Pure Ones and the Six Emperors!"

"What are the Three Pure Ones and the Six Emperors? They are the nine realms that created the world."

"Xu, which opened the heavens and earth and perished, turned into a layer of ruins. Xi, which opened the heavens and earth and perished, evolved into a stream of Xi."

The old man continued to recount this ancient myth that spanned over 40,000 years.

"They say that time has no bearing in cultivation, but do you know how much time has passed in the outside world in the forty thousand years since the creation of the world? Less than three incense sticks' worth of time!"

"How is that possible?" one of the young people exclaimed in disbelief.

"Time is different. When that person created the world, time in the spirit realm was changing rapidly." The old man stroked his beard and continued to explain.

Everyone found it increasingly unbelievable, the most outrageous being that these nine emperors who created the world were actually the same person.

And the marks on this world's barriers are terrifying.

Some people were bolder and tried to carve their names on it, leaving behind their "I was here" signature, just like those immoral tourists.

"How is this possible? I can't get it to go up!" someone couldn't help but exclaim.

“Of course you can’t carve it.” The old man’s expression flashed with sarcasm. “The World Wall is reinforced by immortal divine power; it cannot be carved by ordinary means.”

"Even back then, that supreme being had to rely on the immortal divine power within the immortal herb to eliminate the immortal with the immortal, in order to leave immortal words on it."

Someone in the crowd couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Could it be that precious treasure of our human race?"

"Exactly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man gently tore open a crack in the membrane and led everyone to the outer heavens.

These countless natives gazed upon the outside world.

"Is that outside?"

It was the first time they had ever seen the world beyond the heavens.

After all, it has been said since ancient times that the God of Zhuyou loses his memory every time he goes to the heavens and returns.

Even the god of incantation did not know what was in the outer heavens.

But now they have seen it!

"Why is the seawater outside all murky, gelatinous green? Is our spirit realm just a world floating on a mysterious ocean?" a powerful cultivator who had reached the Refining Spirit Returning to Emptiness stage whispered.

"This ocean is called the Chaos Sea," the old man said in a low voice.

Someone exclaimed, "Look! The Chaos Sea is terrifying! And in the distance, there's an invincible, world-destroying gale that seems poised to shatter our world!"

Everyone was utterly shocked and looked into the distance.

That gust of wind was as huge as their spirit realm!
It was the calamity of the wind god.

Many people looked at the terrifying, dilapidated ruins outside, which exuded a sense of deathly desolation.

The Chaos Sea seems to contain the remains of many civilizations.

Were they huge abandoned cities?
Some of these abandoned building complexes are even larger than their entire world when they come together.

and.

Their civilization has an unusually peculiar style, seemingly valuing squareness as beauty?

Are they all rows of tall, upright square monuments? Even the streets are lined with square monument boxes, each with four wheels?

These ruins have been toppled and turned into broken walls.

Large numbers of corpses were frozen in the murky, gelatinous seawater, densely packed together, much like a school of sardines.

Seeing this, a chill ran down everyone's spine; the corpses were too gruesome.

The most outrageous thing is that the corpses even had a slight smile on their lips, as if they were in a prayer position. Did they die with smiles on their faces?

A strange sense of unease permeated everyone's hearts.

"What are these ruined cities beneath the chaotic sea? Are they from a distant prehistoric civilization?"

"These marks look like they were from last week."

(End of this chapter)