Genesis: Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Chapter 477 Perfect Foundation, Breakthrough to the Eighth Rank

Divine Spin is a rotating, intricately designed gear of laws.

Any structural flaw can cause one's divine vortex to collapse.

The more laws a Divine Spiral has, the higher its difficulty!
This explains why many powerful figures in this ninth-tier civilization dared not cultivate more laws when they reached the seventh tier, stopping after cultivating more than 3000.

Cultivating more laws might mean that at the ninth level, one might lack the control to condense one's own divine vortex!

More is not necessarily better; moderation is key.

The decaying thing in front of us has encountered this situation.

With his talent, he was naturally at the pinnacle of the universe, but the difficulty of integrating those last few strands of law was too high, and the cost of doing so was too great.

And he also had a premonition,
"The divine vortex formed by 9999 strands of law seems to be a qualitative change, a special form, and the difficulty is countless times higher."

"But once it's successfully condensed, perhaps my so-called [Universal] divine artifact will become a true divine artifact!"

Xiu sighed inwardly, realizing that although he had become God's guinea pig, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and conduct the experiment.

Go and perfect this divine spiral.

Once it's perfected, my strength will greatly increase, and I can naturally let him experience the defeat caused by underestimating me.

Of course, I guessed God's thoughts.
"He's got it figured out. I'll refine it before challenging him. He's just waiting for me to come back with my results!"

"You want to get my work for free again?"

"He thought he was eating a small fish that had been fed to him, but he would find himself facing a giant whale that had been raised to adulthood!"

Before he could finish speaking, he suddenly collapsed.

Blood gushed out of his body with a series of thuds, and he was once again severely injured.

"Damn it." A weak voice, sounding like someone with diarrhea, rang out.

at this time.

A voice suddenly came from afar.

"Is this here?"

"Is now the right time for us to assassinate Xiu?"

"But we had to come; we must avenge the annihilation of our clan!"

"He probably wouldn't take advantage of this time to reincarnate and rebuild his cultivation, thus falling into a period of weakness."

His expression suddenly darkened.

Every dynasty has its share of treacherous rebels lurking in the shadows.

After all, due to various reasons, there are not a few instances where powerful races in a certain universe have been wiped out, their families exterminated, or even an entire star field destroyed.

As a result, the remaining members formed some so-called assassination groups.

"Very well, we have a mole within our ranks too. How could they know my exact location? Only a few people know the place where I was reincarnated."

"Misfortunes never come singly."

"Now that these people are here, they're not going back."

I was just getting angry at God and had nowhere to vent it, so I took it out on these people.

Soon.

"You wretch, return the lives of my clan!"

"You've been reincarnated, grown legs again, and become a baby. This body hasn't accumulated enough potential yet, hahaha, you've come at just the right time."

"What a reincarnated celestial infant! Why is your body still oozing blood? How could God have injured you to this extent?"

"You've finally met your match! I heard that before God even made a move, you'd already broken your own legs, knelt down begging for mercy, and were still seriously injured?"

These words completely enraged Xiu, and a great battle broke out instantly.

Soon, Xiu had his opponent under his feet. Even though he had gone mad, it was still an easy task for him to defeat these rebels.

The newborn baby lowered its head. "Tell me, how did you find me? Which mole was it?"

But the answer was unexpected.

"We have encountered a great sage of time who will lead us to overthrow you!" the rebel trampled on the ground growled, his eyes filled with determination.

As Xiu slowly stood up, he suddenly saw a figure appear beside him.

This man was tall, imposing, and majestic; he was none other than Magalas.

"It's you?"

Xiu frowned slightly. "If I remember correctly, after I locked you up, your enemies took you away, cage and all. How come you're still here?"

Suddenly sensing something amiss with Magalas, a gloating smile crept onto Xiu's lips.

"I see. The true form of this divine being is imprisoned, but you possess the power to create multiple parallel clones."

"This is just one of your ordinary avatars without any divine artifacts. You've been secretly stirring up trouble? Trying to incite these rebels to kill me??"

Magalas smiled. "Just as God said, it is the most foolish thing you can do to judge a god by the standards of mortals. What makes you think I have lost?"

"Just because I was locked up?"

"It would take them at least several hundred years to kill me. Meanwhile, my clone is still diligently cultivating."

"In the Twelve Trials, I have countless clones, all cultivating diligently in various dimensions. My true body is merely locked in your cage, undergoing a painful evolution on the verge of death in another form."

"Only by embracing death can we evolve through life and death."

Xiu looked at Magalas in surprise. "Are you sure you didn't say such inspirational things about breaking through life and death because you were captured?"

Magalas was unfazed by the other party's taunts. "In the hundreds of years before my death, there will be enough time for countless parallel versions of myself to cultivate and become stronger again, and then go to save my original self. For me, this is not a loss at all."

His rotten eyes flickered.

In mythology, many gods were imprisoned, but were eventually released.

Is that really what this guy thinks?

Magalas said, "In fact, I did this so that I could profit from the damage done to both you and God."

"But unfortunately"

Magalas let out a mournful cry, "You couldn't even get the other side to make a move, and you've become this pathetic!"

"You're such a piece of trash."

Magalas's words caused Xiu's anger to surge even higher.

Why is this guy still so arrogant and haughty?
These gods are all so infuriating!
This parallel god, like a street urchin, somehow managed to recruit a group of local rebels from the twelve universes to attack him.

Is this a plan to kill oneself, obtain one's inheritance, and then go and fight God?
Sure enough, Magalas thought for a moment and said, "With your injuries so severe, you should die here."

Having said that, Magalas unleashed various divine powers, transforming once again into the God of Time Evolution and breaking through to the pseudo-ninth rank. The fact that this clone of his could achieve this without divine artifacts naturally stemmed from his being a practitioner of the Dao of Deception.

Before coming, he had prepared a large amount of various divine powers for his clone, enough for his clone to last for a long time!
"Good good."

Looking at Magalas, who had broken through to the pseudo-ninth rank again, Xiu said, "Then let's have a fight."

Immediately, another great battle broke out.

Magalas smiled, revealing his own ingenious plan: "Now, all I need to do is kill you, take your identity, and let your endless stream of subordinates consume God for me, which will be a perfect opportunity for me to benefit."

boom!
the other side.

Several powerful figures from the Mother Civilization felt an explosive surge of power coursing through their bodies.

"So strong!"

Mosiah shouted, "Hahaha, the realm we've been dreaming of, we've broken through just like that?"

Several powerful figures from the mother civilization have been stuck at the eighth-tier perfection level for far too long.

Wearing the artificial divine core—Divine Whirlwind—and feeling the immense power within his body, he was momentarily at a loss as to how to utilize it.

But they soon discovered that it didn't matter if they didn't know how to use it.

Just use your strength to throw bricks!

"kill!"

They suddenly attacked.

Immediately, the first batch of newly arrived ninth-tier experts on the opposite side felt a chill run down their spines upon seeing this scene.

These guys, their divine auras, why do they seem so much like their friends?
But they didn't have time to think about that anymore!
These barbarians punched them so hard their noses bled and they were completely dizzy.

"You... how could you be so outrageous?"

Galina sneered, "The solid foundation you've painstakingly cultivated is too weak, not even as strong as the new foundation I was born with, much weaker than the powerful realm God has given us!"

Another great war broke out.

Galina and her three companions were like tigers among sheep, reaping large numbers of eighth-tier soldiers as easily as mowing grass.

"What is this thing? They're ridiculously strong!" The leading general was nearly going crazy; this was completely different from the intelligence coming from the front lines.

Wasn't it said there was only one enemy?
The opponent's base stats are weak; they rely on flashy and bizarre characteristics.

But now how come there are four powerful ninth-tier fighters who beat them to a pulp with brute force alone?
This is completely contrary to the information!

Seeing that the army was blocked, God nodded slightly.

"These three leaders who are fighting on the front lines should find their proper jobs and continue fighting on the front lines."

"Now I can continue cultivating my seventh-tier foundation."

No one bothers us, it's a rare moment of peace and quiet.

Liu Jun then began to diligently cultivate his own strands of laws anew.

9999 strands of law may seem like a lot, but they are all small branches of a complete law. In total, they probably don't even amount to a hundred complete divine objects.

However, many of these laws are divine objects that have not yet appeared.

Now they've started training ahead of schedule.
Even if divine objects appear in the future, they will probably have to be categorized into these 9999 strands of law.

A tremendous power flowed continuously within his body, and with Liu Jun's extraordinary wisdom and the precious knowledge he had stolen from Xiu, he was rapidly improving.

9101 strands.

9103 strands.

A large amount of information is constantly being improved.

Among them, Liu Jun also encountered some obscure laws that he had never cultivated and for which he did not possess any corresponding artificial talents.

He couldn't possibly be like those ordinary cultivators, relying on their lifespan to remain mediocre and forcibly cultivate step by step to advance.

That's too inefficient!
It will probably take a very, very long time to cultivate.

Fortunately, there was still a lot of fighting in the distance, and a large number of corpses could be dropped at any time.

Liu Jun's gaze swept across the distant battlefield, and with a gentle gesture, certain artificial talents he needed instantly fell into his hands.

They donned the corresponding artificial qualifications and continued their training.

The 9967st strand.

The 9991st strand.

Half a month later, in the distance, Galina and the others from the Mother Civilization, panting heavily, finally killed those powerful ninth-tier beings again.

Yes, it lasted for a full two weeks.

But this was also their first time fighting at the ninth tier. They learned a lot of experience and made many fatal mistakes, otherwise they would have killed their opponents even faster.

Before they could even relax, they sensed another large group of powerful individuals gathering in the distance.

"It's over, it's over." Galina went from excitement to numbness.

Mosia's eyes widened. "Are you even letting people live? I strongly demand that more workers join this big group with us. I have the corpses I just obtained; I can extract the Divine Vortex and make a few more ninth-tier ones!"

Saga analyzed, "Even if these people were overlords of their own star systems, they've now been used as cannon fodder by that one."

They were all ordered to die, especially those eighth-tier cannon fodder. They were there to wear us down; as long as they let us use one more move, it was a gain for them.

They're tired now too!

Being able to fight for half a month is already quite impressive. Without the magic network to replenish their stamina, they probably won't be able to withstand the second wave of battles.

Just as they were numb and in despair, a tremor suddenly came from the distant earth.

All the eighth and ninth-tier powerhouses who were fighting were dumbfounded, not knowing what had happened.

I just instinctively looked up and saw a huge, seven-colored gemstone appearing in the sky.

Just like a gemstone carving, 9999 threads cut out 9999 facets of the gemstone, and each facet seems to represent a law.

The 9999 faceted gemstones slowly floated and rotated in the sky.

It carries a perfect, primordial aura, like the most beautiful treasure in the world, dazzling and mesmerizing.

The next moment, the gem slowly fell into God's body, and his aura slowly emanated from it, which was the power of the eighth rank.

"After so many years, we've finally made a breakthrough."

God's sigh echoed throughout the entire starry sky.

"This is..." Everyone stared blankly at the figure that, despite being only at the eighth rank, exuded a terrifying, chilling, and instinctively awe-inspiring aura. Their mouths were agape, completely at a loss for words, with only one thought in mind:
"How come a mere eighth-tier being gives me the feeling of being about to die?"

(End of this chapter)