Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 426 Dare to offend? Slap him!
No matter how strong, fierce, or high your level of skill is.

Once you touch Chaos, there's only one word: Hot!

Harris, barely managing to stay awake, watched as the other party grasped the Chaos Sun, and suddenly cried out weakly, "My lord, be careful! The Chaos Sun is untouchable; it's a god—a civilization that claims to be gods!"

"I don't care what kind of god you are!"

A voice filled with rage rang out: "You're asking for death!"

The creature opposite, having lost one of its hands, miraculously stretched out two more hands in one go, and taunted:
"I have two hands, you only have one strange big fireball."

The other party had an extremely fiery temper, like a piece of wood that would ignite at the slightest touch. They were also a ruthless and decisive person, and in the blink of an eye, there was no time to think about the underlying principles.

He stretched out both hands, aiming to grab Harris and the thief's artifact from different directions!

He wasn't after Harry's life, but rather the information he possessed!

What kind of civilization is this?
How could the other side kill Harry?
This intelligence is crucial.

Also, there's that thief's artifact on Harry's body.

He only glanced at it, but felt an overwhelming desire, a mad urge to take this divine object.

Hand of God!

Hand of God!

Two arms grabbed at him with tremendous force.

"Boy."

A voice that seemed to pierce through the endless void suddenly entered this world.

The voice was full of unquestionable command, tinged with arrogance and impatience, "You've never died before, have you?"

"Don't think you're invincible just because you can push a big fireball."

"Two hands, such a simple yet effective move?" A hint of surprise flashed in Liu Jun's eyes.

It's quite a sight to see the younger generation get beaten up, and then the older ones come along. Has this kind of nepotism emerged?
He's been in the industry for so long, and this is the first time he's encountered someone who would call in reinforcements.

This Harris actually has a background.
It seems that the twelve trials actually have a hierarchical connection?
As expected, the real universe outside was incredibly barren, full of small fry, and he didn't encounter a single strong person.

I was quite disappointed before.

So, the real old Deng, the ancient relics of the century, are all gathered at various levels of the Twelve Trials?

at this time.

From the other side of this void gate, another burst of wild laughter suddenly rang out:

"Third Heavenly Will, you old thief, how did you extend your reach into the lower realms? How could you bear to pay such a high price?"

"Hahaha! Someone actually killed Heavenly Will Harris, who was in the second trial?"

"Old dog! Your people were too weak and were beaten to death! They deserved it. Are you going to bully the weak and attack our descendants?"

An old man also appeared on the other side of the door.

"Don't think about it!"

"Harris has connections, but don't our compatriots have them too?!"

But when the old man looked closely, he saw that two hands had already been reached out.

Immediately, he felt anxious: "Has he gone mad? Breaking the rules, bullying the weak?"

In his view, even if the other party were to make a move, they wouldn't use much of their strength.

but now.

What did this guy encounter that made him want to reach out and kill the seedlings on the other side?
"Oh no, he's shameless!"

The old man thought to himself that he wouldn't have time to save the person, but he didn't expect the other party to be so decisive.

Over the years, Harris has turned a blind eye to their actions under duress.

After all, Harry has become too strong over the years.

They are simply not something a newly arrived, young civilization could possibly defeat!

And now.

A young civilization made it to the second trial and was able to defeat Harris, bringing him to the brink of death and causing him to vomit blood.

Its future potential is simply limitless!
He has to be saved.

"This guy is unethical! We're doomed! He's trying to nip our young genius in the bud!"

He cursed under his breath, realizing he was a step too slow, and prepared to make his move as well.

"Two hands?"

On the other side, God smiled and looked at the scene in the sky.

He waved his hand, summoning that enormous chaotic sun, carrying an astonishing aura of destruction, to block the first hand.

But how do we deal with the other hand of God?

The other party had clearly gone to great lengths to open a second door and reach out.

He couldn't quickly create a giant chaotic sun to block this second hand.

"Then, let's use wisdom to block the second hand."

Then, God poured a pure, vast, and profound power of wisdom, accumulated over countless years, into the opponent's palm. He was in the First Desert Universe, covered by the entire universe's magical net.

Magical power, almost limitless!
A vast amount of energy converged along the magic network, and abundant power surged continuously within God's body.

boom!
The power of countless magical nets transformed into immense wisdom, instantly merging into the opponent's second arm.

boom!
Unhindered wisdom poured in like a vast ocean, erupting within the other person.

"This is?"

The other party had no idea how to resist or defend against it, nor did it know the terror of the intelligent virus. It allowed it to invade his body. The terrifying intelligence was churning up and down in his arm, causing the veins on his palm to bulge.

A childish voice came from within the arm:

"Oh, God"

God swiftly equipped the turned arm with various gear, instantly increasing its strength a hundredfold.
"This person dares to offend the majesty of Heaven."

God spoke: "Slap me!"

"My body is guilty!" A gentle voice came from within the arm: "If it is your wish, I will naturally comply."

With that, he swung his enhanced arm back with a powerful punch.

The next moment, the sky seemed to crack open.

Wisdom grows stronger when faced with strength, and responds to strength with strength.

A hand, a hundred times stronger than his base stats, stretched out fiercely back to the other side of the door, as powerful as a mountain or a sea.

Snapped! !

To the original owner's astonishment, the hand slapped hard across the original owner's delicate face.

They beat his face until it was swollen, all the while scolding him:

"This slap is for your disrespect towards God!!!"

Snapped!
Through the hazy void, people could vaguely see a huge creature whose two hands had been burned off, slapping itself hard.

The old man was stunned by what he saw: "He slapped himself? He admitted his mistake?"

I can't understand it, I can't understand it at all.

What happened? He reached out with both hands, then slapped himself, and suddenly confessed and admitted his mistake? Has he gone mad?
"My hand?!"

The force of the slap was so great that it sent the third trial's Heavenly Will expert flying several times in the air before crashing to the ground.

All the church soldiers here who believed in God were dumbfounded and watched the show in silence.

What happened? What did God do? Did the other person suddenly realize their sin and begin to repent to God?
And on the opposite side.

In the Heavenly Will Palace during the third trial, the subordinate of that Heavenly Will powerhouse quickly arrived.

"What happened?" "An assassin!" "Protect the king!" Voices rose and fell, followed by the sound of a door being broken down.

They entered the door and saw their king perform an utterly incredible act.

He was slapping himself hard across the face.

Snapped!
The elite guards standing at the door were all dumbfounded.

That hand was still frantically chanting, uttering in a childish voice: "This slap is for your shamelessness in protecting your own! Reaching out to save someone? How dare you!"

Snapped!
Another slap, and his face instantly swelled up, turning bright red, with a front tooth flying out.

"This palm strike is an attack on your cross-realm attack, daring to extend your reach so far?"

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
He swung his hand like a whirlwind: "This slap is for your filial impiety, your disloyalty, and your dishonesty!"

Slap! Slap! Slap! The force of the blows, hundreds of times that of his own arm, forced him to his knees, curled up in pain, his handsome face swollen high, blood seeping from his pores, and his teeth shattered on the ground.

There was dead silence.

"My hand, you're asking for it!!"

On the third day, Tianyi finally recovered from his shock and anger.

He slammed his own betraying hand into the other's, seemingly unleashing a roar of terror and rage, and the two engaged in a fierce battle.

Boom boom boom!
In an instant, the battle was so fierce that heaven and earth were torn apart.

The old man suddenly became uneasy and stared blankly at the scene: he was fighting with his own hand?

Across from the gate, countless auspicious clouds appeared amidst various palaces.

"This time, I'll slap him!"

"Are you guilty?"

With Harris lying in front of him, struggling on the verge of death, God smiled slightly and looked at the guy across the door.

"Here's another gift for you!"

He reached out and gently pushed, sending the enormous chaotic sun into the universe of the third trial.

The temporarily opened parallel gate began to slowly close, leaving only a faint sound echoing in the air, shaking everyone's hearts.

"Wait a while, and they dare to cross boundaries and break the rules. When I come back to you then, if they still don't regret it, I'll still slap them in the face."

(End of this chapter)