At this moment, shatter the dimensional barrier

At this point, the world of Under One Person merges into Earth's spacetime axis, and those theories can be realized. According to the theories of various sects, it is indeed possible to cultivate to the level of a true god, which is the so-called merging with heaven and earth, transforming the body into the Dao, and becoming the rules of the world.

The world of Under One Person has a very deep foundation. Ishtar only accelerated the time by ten years and a sixth-tier legend appeared.

Apart from that, the development path of the Under One Person world is similar to that of the main Earth, especially in terms of the Xia Kingdom.

He didn't care about Xia Kingdom in the slightest. In a world where everyone was competing to be the worst, Xia Kingdom was the best. Kind and righteous people who possessed extraordinary power over the entire society drove the change of the whole Xia Kingdom from the bottom up.

That's relatively mild. Then there's the situation abroad, where the truly powerful villains who control technology clash head-on with the ordinary people who possess supernatural abilities. It took five years of fierce fighting to bring the entire parallel world to a state of stability.

There are quite a few fifth-tier extraordinary beings in the parallel world of Under One Person, after all, they crawled out of fire and blood, but there is only one sixth-tier being.

Without a doubt, it was the old Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain. After the great changes in the world, the old Celestial Master became the first fifth-level expert. He then led the high-ranking masters of Longhu Mountain to guard the entire land of China, ensuring a peaceful transfer of power. He also single-handedly cleansed the entire world of supernatural beings of his own accord.

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The main venue of the Master Chef Competition.

The main arena is a floating continent that can hold a billion people. The entire floating continent is made up of city buildings. At the very center is a circular arena where countless ingredients are neatly piled on floating shelves.

Surrounding it are audience and judge seats, large enough to accommodate five million people.

Those who are able to watch the event live here are all prominent figures from various civilizations who have received invitations, and the lowest level is a fourth-order transcendent being.

Each civilization sends invitations to its fifth-level or higher superhumans at every grand event. The more high-level superhumans attend, the more prestigious the Divine Chef Competition becomes.

At this time, the floating continent was bustling with activity. Every aerial pavilion and every street was filled with fifth-tier extraordinary individuals, and even throwing a stone could potentially hit a sixth-tier one.

At this moment, in a vermilion floating pavilion, high-level extraordinary individuals who wish to relax are being entertained. A huge archway hangs on the pavilion, bearing the four characters "Heyu Teahouse".

It is said that Heyu Teahouse is one of the top fifty high-end teahouses in all major civilizations, as well as the largest social center. In addition, it also offers various high-level operas and is even a place for exchanging secret information from all walks of life.

After all, people from all walks of life might come and go in a teahouse, so they are well-informed.

"Oh my, Master, this is truly an incredible Heavenly Palace in the Clouds! I was only able to come in and have a look by following you, so I could get some snacks." A young man of about twenty years old rubbed his hands together with a grin as he followed behind an old Taoist priest with a completely white beard, his pockets tucked with a handful of fifth-grade dried fruit that had just been given to him by the staff at Heyu Teahouse.

"You little rascal, you'll be at the fifth rank soon, and you'll have some of the sharpness of youth. Sometimes, pretending to be stupid too much really does make you stupid." Zhang Zhiwei glanced at Zhang Chulan, whose shameless fawning was practically overflowing, and said irritably.

"Now that I'm protecting you, what else do you have to hide? You're not plotting something against me, are you?"

"Hey, how could that be?" Zhang Chulan scratched his head with a sheepish grin. "We've come to the Upper Realm, haven't we? There are terrifyingly strong experts everywhere here. We should keep a low profile to avoid being noticed."

"If you don't provoke them, why would they provoke you? Their morals are much higher than yours." Zhang Zhiwei said speechlessly. He was over a hundred years old, and he had never been speechless as much as he had been from Zhang Chulan alone.

"Oh, Brother Zhang, you've finally arrived! I've been waiting for you for three days! I've been waiting so long!" A white-haired, youthful-looking Taoist priest strode into the Heyu Teahouse and greeted him warmly.

"I'm so sorry, Brother Qingxuan, I've been so busy. You know I've only just settled down here and need my help to oversee things," Zhang Zhiwei said with a smile as he walked up to shake hands.

This Brother Zhong Qingxuan is the patriarch of Wudang Mountain in the Upper Realm, but unfortunately his Longhu Mountain has fallen into decline in the Upper Realm.

"Come, come, I specially brewed a pot of seventh-grade immortal tea for you, little brother, just enough to stabilize your aura as you've just entered the legendary realm."

"That's quite a generous gesture! To be honest, I'm very poor, brother. Next time I'll only be able to treat you to some simple food." Zhang Zhiwei was surprised to hear that it was a seventh-tier plant. His world had only been experiencing a spiritual energy revival for about ten years, and even fifth-tier spiritual plants were rare, with only a few scattered around. There wasn't a single one above the fifth tier.

He also learned what the true path of immortals and gods was like; in his world's ancient times, the sixth level would have been considered an immortal.

"Let me give you a heads-up, little brother, how much is that pot of immortal tea of ​​yours really worth? If you don't have a price in mind, I wouldn't dare drink it," Zhang Zhiwei whispered.

“It is indeed quite valuable. This is my first time drinking it, so this is the price.” Zhong Qingxuan gestured the number three in his wide robe.

"Three hundred thousand Earth coins?" Zhang Zhiwei took a deep breath. Earth coins are very valuable. As far as he knew, even an ordinary fourth-level superhuman in the Upper Realm could only save about two million Earth coins in his lifetime. Three hundred thousand Earth coins could buy a top-of-the-line private spaceship for a hundred people.

"Your vision is too narrow." Zhong Qingxuan shook his head.

"Could it be... three million?" Zhang Zhiwei was somewhat troubled.

Zhong Qingxuan said, "It's thirty million."

"Brother Dao, are you raising assassins?" Zhang Zhiwei raised an eyebrow.

"I dare to raise it, but do you really dare to die?" Zhong Qingxuan rolled his eyes.

"I wouldn't dare, brother, I value my life."

"Then let's stop talking nonsense, or the tea will get cold."

"Come on, come on, let me bask in your glory and try this divine tea to see what it tastes like."

"Sihang, I'm entrusting the care of your Uncle Zhiwei's nephews to you. You'd better pay attention to them, or I'll break your legs when we get back."

"Don't worry, Master." Chen Sihang's lips twitched slightly. "Breaking legs at the drop of a hat, can't you give me some face in public? I am a fifth-level transcendent being, after all." He coughed as he looked at the high-ranking masters of Longhu Mountain in the parallel world.

"Ahem, I am Chen Sihang, the younger generation will not disturb the elders' discussion of Taoism. Let us do our own thing."

"Hello, Uncle Chen. My name is Zhang Chulan. You can call me Xiao Chu. Feel free to ask me to do anything you need."

"Alright, Virgin, your Martial Uncle will show you around." Chen Sihang smiled, his eyes half-closed. Zhang Virgin, what a good name. A promising candidate for the Pure Yang Path.

Just as the group from Houlonghushan were about to introduce themselves, their eyes turned in surprise to a couple walking past them.

One had black hair and golden eyes, with a hint of benevolence towards all things on her face; the other was elegant and intellectual, with elf ears peeking out from her hair, making it clear at a glance that she was an elf.

Elves remain the rarest race in the world, but there are quite a few races with elven ears, the most famous being the nymphs and flower fairies of Europe.

"Wow...that looks, that aura..." Zhang Chulan took a deep breath, then muttered to himself, "He's obviously a big shot that even the advisor can't afford to offend..."

Chen Sihang broke out in a cold sweat when he heard Zhang Chulan muttering to himself. He pinched Zhang Chulan's lips with his fingers and forced him to shut up.

Only after the two incredibly good-looking superhumans walked up the stairs of Heyu Teahouse did they breathe a sigh of relief, glaring at Zhang Chulan with annoyance.

"Damn, what are you muttering about! You've made me break out in a cold sweat."

"Um..." Zhang Chulan was extremely embarrassed and asked in a low voice, "Was it dangerous just now?"

"I don't think you know anything, kid. Didn't Uncle Zhiwei tell you all this?" Chen Sihang said with a dark face, "The All-Civilization Gathering brings together big shots from all sides. You never know, you might even run into a god who has hidden his identity."

"The more handsome or beautiful a person is, the more likely they are to be a sixth-level or higher superhuman. If their aura can make you suddenly gasp in shock, then they might be a god-level powerhouse of the eighth level or higher."

"If you criticize someone in front of a god-level expert, what if they get upset..."

"Will...will I be killed?" Zhang Chulan asked, his voice trembling as he was drenched in sweat.

"It's not that bad." Chen Sihang waved his hand speechlessly: "You can't compare to their moral standards. If you encounter someone with a narrow mind, they'll definitely embarrass you in public."

"That's good, that's good." Zhang Chulan wiped away his cold sweat. So what if he made a fool of himself? It's no big deal. He's afraid of everything but making a fool of himself.

“Zhang Chulan…I will definitely ask Master to teach you when we get back, so you don’t embarrass Longhu Mountain all the time.” Zhang Lingyu said with a dark face. Longhu Mountain’s reputation was almost completely ruined by Zhang Chulan, who had no shame. “Or I can practice martial arts with you.”

"No... Junior Uncle, I dare not take your lightning technique." Zhang Chulan quickly waved his hand. His Junior Uncle Zhang Lingyu's Yang Lightning technique was at least three times stronger than his. Even if he used all his strength, he would only be beaten.

Zhang Lingyu said, "From now on, stop bringing shame to Longhu Mountain. If you embarrass yourselves here, you'll give the impression that Longhu Mountain disciples are ill-mannered and spread it throughout the myriad worlds."

At the same time, Buyer took Los Saint's arm and walked into the No. 1 Pavilion of Heyu Teahouse. The interior of the pavilion used a spatial array and was a hundred times larger than it appeared from the outside, equivalent to a manor.

The area is surrounded by green hills and clear waters, dotted with pavilions and towers, and even has cranes dancing in the lotus pond.

There were already quite a few people here. Some were enjoying tea in the pavilions, some were playing chess, and others were cooking. The extraordinary atmosphere of this foreign land created a misty atmosphere among the pavilions and towers.

They were the gods of various civilizations. How could the gods, who had grown fond of the pleasures of the mortal world, miss such a celebration as the "Godly Chef Competition"? They had already gathered together long ago and naturally held a tea party.

Zhongli and Navelette are playing chess in the pavilion.

Wendy, Beelzebub, Gethias, and Solomon were drinking around a table with a stack of seven-tiered roasted peanuts on it. They were playing drinking games and getting all red in the face.

Raiden Shin, Raiden Movie, Fukaros, and Funina were gathered together, chatting and laughing, seemingly gossiping about the goddesses' affairs.

Ereshkigal and Ishtar were locked in a fierce argument for some unknown reason, their foreheads pressed together in anger, like goats locked in a wrestling match, neither willing to give in. Tiamat was anxiously trying to break up the fight, while Quetzalcoatl grinned and clapped his hands, seemingly fanning the flames.

Narcida, Mavica, Artoria, and Seno were playing cards at a table in another corner. Seno's forehead was covered in sweat, seemingly under immense pressure from the presence of so many skilled players at the table.

Besides, next to the stove, Maxius was adding firewood to the stove, Xiangling was carrying a steamer and placing it on the stove, Aikofi was stirring the egg mixture and seemed to be making Liyue-style pastries, and Rota Dragon King was calmly munching on a flatbread that had been baked to the side.

Maido stood beside him, her eyes sparkling, drool escaping from the corner of her mouth as she sucked it back in. Joan of Arc was walking from the field, dressed like a country girl, carrying a basket full of fruit.

"Cough cough..." At this moment, the sound of coughing came to the ears of the gods who were enjoying themselves.

The gods, who were in the midst of their excitement, suddenly shuddered at that unforgettable voice!

"Wow, you guys are having a great time, you even enjoy yourselves more than I do."

The gods looked over instantly and saw their Lord of Heaven being led by the Tree King.

"Lord Tianli! It is my great honor to have you here." Zhongli stood up abruptly, bowed slightly, and clasped his hands in greeting.

Navelette quickly stood up and said in a proper voice, "Please don't be angry that I didn't greet you."

"Oh my, Lord Tenri has actually come here! I'm so happy I could wrestle!" Quetzal greeted him warmly and generously.

"My Lord!" Goetia and Solomon immediately appeared before Los Santos, kneeling on one knee and speaking with utmost respect.

"Brother Luo! I never thought I'd see you again!" Mai Duo ran over excitedly and threw herself into Luo Sheng's chest: "I missed you so much, Brother Luo!"

"Maiduo, you're making it sound like I'm dead," Luo Sheng said, patting Maiduo's head in an annoyed tone.

"It feels like it's been so long since I've seen you. I really miss the times we used to have meals together." Mai Duo's face was full of happiness, but her eyes were filled with nostalgia as she spoke.

"I've been quite busy these past few decades, I'm sorry, it's been a long time since we've had a meal together," Luo Sheng said with a smile. For them, decades had passed, but for him, only a few months had gone by.

"Father, it's been a long time." Nasita appeared next to Luo Sheng with her eyes full of anticipation, as if hoping that Luo Sheng would pat her head.

At this time, Nasita was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, almost exactly like Buyer, except for her temperament, just like Buyer in her teenage years.

"Nasita, it's been a long time. You've done well too, truly becoming a powerful god." Luo Sheng gently patted Nasita's head and said. Nasita was already gathering 'wisdom and power' and had one foot in the 'god-king realm'. She would become a god-king in a year at most.

Once Nasita becomes the God-King, with Buyer's help, her speed of becoming stronger will be like a rocket, catching up with the veteran God-Kings.

Nasita blushed slightly as her head was stroked, feeling the warmth of the hand. She felt a little shy, but also a strange sensation in her heart.

My mother is my father's wife, so I am actually a part of my mother, and therefore...

Los Saint didn't know what Nasita was thinking. He wouldn't try to see into the hearts of those around him, and he wouldn't be surprised if he did, even though he considered Nasita his daughter, they weren't related by blood.

He always lets things take their natural course when it comes to relationships.

“Los Saint…” Ereshkigal walked to Los Saint’s side, looking at the arm that Buyer was holding and the goddesses he doted on, his lips immediately pouted, and his eyes were filled with a hint of resentment.

"Hey, Ellie, why do you smell like vinegar? Did you eat sweet and sour pork ribs?" Luo Sheng whispered in Ellie's ear with a mischievous smile.

"No, no!" Ereshkigal's cheeks flushed instantly, and her eyes glanced guiltily in other directions. Before she could panic, her shoulders were grabbed, and a teasing voice appeared in her mind.

“I haven’t forgotten you. You are the same to me as Buyer.”

Ereshkigal has advanced to the rank of Lord of Law, second only to Buyer in strength. She has now expanded the Underworld to the size of a star system, truly becoming a 'crystal wall microcosm', and one that is inseparable from the main universe.

"When...when exactly!" At this moment, Ishtar looked at her sister, who was so intimate with Los Santos, with red eyes.

The reason she had just argued with her sister was because she sensed the primal aura emanating from Luo Sheng on her sister's body, an aura exactly the same as that on the Tree King.

This means that the gloomy older sister has become the second Tree King! It felt like eating a whole planet's worth of lemons in that instant.