Just as the old patriarch forced me to my death, I achieved the unity of Dao and fruition.

In a small town near the coast in the Southeast Province of the Wuling Federation.

Night had fallen, but a dim yellow light still shone in an abandoned warehouse in the west of the city.

More than twenty spiritual masters sat quietly on the ground. These people were men and women of different ages.

The only similarity is that they all have some kind of physical disability.

Some had lost an arm, some had atrophied legs, and there was an old man with gray hair and a deep scar on his chest, whose breathing made a sound like a broken bellows.

They were all once spiritualists; some had fought on the battlefield, and some had helped the Federation eliminate evil spiritualists.

Some people simply encountered accidents while hunting spirit beasts and obtaining spirit cores.

Before they were injured, they had status and position.

After the injury, all that was left was the meager monthly allowance.

"By God the Common God."

At the very front of the warehouse.

A man dressed in a light blue robe slowly raised his hand.

"All spirits share the same origin."

"Though flesh and blood may be incomplete, the true spirit can be restored to oneness."

The words fell.

A reddish-jade-colored light point slowly flew out from the man's palm.

The light fell on the shoulder of a young man with a missing arm.

The young man's body trembled violently.

The next moment, flesh and blood grew back on his right arm, which had been severed six years ago, right before everyone's eyes.

In just over ten breaths, a complete arm reappeared on his body.

The young man raised his hand blankly, his fingers twitching slightly, and then tears streamed down his face.

"It really...it really grew back!"

The crowd inside the warehouse instantly became excited.

The man in the light blue robe remained calm and then pointed to the elderly man with gray hair.

The red jade light fell.

The wound on the old man's chest, which had plagued him for over twenty years, was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The previously cloudy eyes have become bright again.

The old man took a deep breath, and the pain in his chest disappeared completely.

He fell to his knees with a thud.

"By the Common God!"

"Thank you for God's blessing!"

The others also knelt down, their voices echoing through the abandoned warehouse.

"By the Common God!"

A month ago, a mysterious cult called the Common God Cult began to appear within the territory of the Martial Spirit Federation.

Initially, nobody took it seriously.

After all, the federal territory is vast, and there are countless faiths and sects.

Every few years, one or two organizations that claim to be able to save the world emerge.

The vast majority are either scammers or evil spirits lurking in the shadows.

Unlike the Cosmic Church, it did not initially accept people with power or influence.

Rather, it refers to those who are injured, seriously ill, or impoverished, and who have been abandoned by the Federation and the world of spiritualists.

If one receives a blessing, severed limbs can regrow and damaged meridians can be restored.

Even injuries that penetrate deep into the soul can be completely healed in a short period of time.

At first, many people thought it was just a scam.

As more and more people were cured, the news became impossible to suppress, and soon the cult of communism revealed another, even more terrifying ability.

We provide spirit cores, in bulk, with a minimum age of ten thousand years, and even some that are one hundred thousand years old.

There's no need to venture into dangerous wilderness to fight powerful spirit beasts.

There will be no situation where absorption fails and the body explodes and dies.

As long as one makes sufficient contributions to the sect, one can obtain a spirit core that best matches the martial spirit that is most suitable for their awakening before the altar of the common god.

No one knows where these spirit cores came from, nor does anyone know what the Common God is.

Those within the sect only know this.

God looks upon every living being equally.

All who make contributions will be rewarded.

In just three months, the Common God Cult spread like a giant net that suddenly opened, growing at an almost exponential rate throughout the Federation.

Those who joined at the beginning were only low-level, disabled spiritual masters.

But once they recovered from their injuries and returned to the military, government, and other major powers, the Common Theism also entered these places.

The Federation Legion has a large number of spiritualists who were wounded in the war.

After receiving the blessing, they regained their fighting strength.

There are also many spiritual masters in government departments whose meridians have been damaged and whose cultivation has stagnated for many years.

In addition, instructors from various academies, civilian mercenary groups, collateral branches of large families, and even some powerful individuals whose cultivation had stagnated for many years and who had never been able to obtain a suitable spirit core began to secretly join.

By the time the Federation truly took notice, members of the Common God Church had already spread throughout the Federation.

This even involves several martial spirits.

At this level, the Federation can no longer simply send troops to suppress them as it would with ordinary underground sects.

Moreover, after such a long investigation, the Common God Church has indeed not done anything to harm the Federation.

They heal the sick and save lives, bestow spiritual cores, and even take the initiative to help ordinary people who are struggling financially.

Initially, high-ranking federal officials suspected that the Common Theology was linked to the infamous Eternal Souls Church.

After all, who, apart from those madmen who practice evil arts, would secretly develop such a huge force?

But upon further investigation, it appears that they are simply a sect that encourages people to do good and helps disabled spiritual practitioners.

The more this was the case, the more uneasy the Federation felt.

An organization capable of healing soul wounds and mass-producing ten-thousand-year-old and one-hundred-thousand-year-old soul cores.

If there is truly no purpose.

Who believes?

The federal government could only send people to make contact while secretly preparing various contingency plans.

However, they don't have much energy left to deal with the Common Theism.

Because a more immediate crisis is looming over the entire Federation.

Vast ocean.

The largest coastal area in the eastern part of the Wuling Continent.

Recently, a large number of sea monsters have been gathering from the open sea.

Ten-thousand-year-old spirit beasts appeared in droves, and even one-hundred-thousand-year-old spirit beasts were no longer hiding.

In some coastal cities, one can even hear the roars of wild animals coming from the sea at night.

The Martial Spirit Federation received intelligence from an unknown source.

The true leader of the outer sea, the 990,000-year-old ferocious beast, the Vast Sea Glazed Dragon, has summoned all the sea spirit beasts of various races.

Three months later, they will launch a full-scale war against the human race in the vast sea area.

The news shocked the entire human world of spirit masters.

The federal military began mobilizing its main spiritual master legions, civilian spiritual master organizations were conscripted, and major academies also sent their strongest members to the Vast Sea.

"Have these beasts finally decided to come out of the sea?"

On a giant psionic warship heading towards the vast ocean.

A powerful expert at the Martial Spirit Realm looked at the sea chart with disdain on his face.

"Perfect."

"This time, we will wipe out all the sea spirit beasts that are over 100,000 years old."

"So that they won't stay in the open sea and cause trouble from time to time."

Someone nearby chimed in:

"We shouldn't have left such a large living space for the spirit beasts in the first place."

"If you ask me, all spirit beasts should be raised in captivity by the Federation."

"When you need a spirit ring, just choose one from the captive breeding grounds."

"Wild spirit beasts have no reason to exist."

An elder from the Martial Spirit Tower nodded.

"The technology for artificial spirit cores and artificial martial spirits is becoming increasingly mature."

"Future spirit masters will no longer need to rely on wild spirit beasts."

"If they behave themselves, some population may remain."

"Since they dare to launch an attack on the human race, let's annihilate them completely."

Upon hearing this, another Martial Spirit expert scoffed.

"That sounds nice."

"Without wild spirit beasts to provide bloodline samples, how much potential do the artificial spirit beasts created by your Spirit Martial Tower have?"

"What do you mean by 'complete domestication'?"

"They just want all the spirit masters to buy your stuff."

"The spirit beast can stay."

"Proper protection and controlled quantity."

"But those who dare to turn around and attack the human race this time must not be let go."

Similar debates occurred on every warship heading towards the vast ocean and in every coastal city.

Whether one advocates extinction or domestication.

Few people truly regard the sea spirit beasts as a race capable of equal communication.

In their view, this was just a relatively large-scale riot of spirit beasts.

As long as the strongest human warriors gather, suppression is only a matter of time.

Coast of the vast sea.

One after another, psionic warships hovered in the sky, the Federation Legion established a defensive line outside the city, and powerful figures from various academies arrived one after another.

Almost every academy team is led by a Martial Spirit Realm expert.

But what truly captured everyone's attention was the Martial Spirit Academy.

All the prodigies of this generation of Martial Spirit Academy have already entered the Martial Spirit realm.

They rose from the bottom up, experienced countless battles, and came from the strongest academy on the continent.

Among the younger generation, he has virtually no rivals.

Many people even believe that they will eventually embark on the path to godhood, just like the first generation of geniuses of the Martial Spirit Academy tens of thousands of years ago.

More and more powerful individuals are gathering, and more and more warships are taking to the skies.

The entire coastline of the vast sea seems to have transformed into a colossal steel beast that is slowly awakening.

Beyond the coastline, huge shadows have begun to appear on the once calm sea.

The sea breeze is getting stronger.

Dark clouds slowly rolled in from afar.

Vast ocean.

The wind is surging.