Cangwu Tree.

Liu Jun frequently glanced sideways, inwardly cursing how insidious these old men were, hiding so deeply.

"Thankfully, I didn't go up myself before; otherwise, there was a real chance of losing to them."

Their trump cards truly spring up endlessly.

I thought that after releasing Ying Qing, I had figured out the trump cards of the opponent's Sea of Consciousness fleet, and it was almost over.

Who knew that besides their army for a group assault, there was mecha on the individual level.

However, upon seeing this scene, Liu Jun began to calculate these pseudo-Sixth Tier individuals, and soon revealed a trace of regret.

"Their method is not a good one."

"Just crooked ways, not a proper breakthrough, nothing to refer to."

A Fifth Tier Perfection powerhouse, as long as they carefully sense for a period, can feel what the direction of the next realm is.

Knowing the direction is simple.

How to walk the path is the hardest.

Pioneering the road requires the blood of countless sages.

Now, instead of studying someone else's Sixth Tier crooked path, it's better to continue letting myself, this God, next door to continue absorbing the power of the Demon Heart and Good Heart.

Fifth Tier, Tier Nine!

Liu Jun sat on a chair, murmuring this number.

Absorbing a vast world naturally meets a Fifth Tier powerhouse's emotional needs.

I don't lack cultivation energy.

But although the speed of absorbing the emotions of all living things is fast, my power is becoming increasingly variegated and chaotic.

Far inferior to the purity of others' Pure Yang True Immortal Heart Images.

"I need to think of a way."

"But I don't have others' Sacred Body, not even the qualification to painstakingly cultivate for generations like them."

"What should I do?"

Liu Jun, lost in thought, constantly researching his mysterious power, suddenly said to his body:

"Oh dregs of the heart, leave my body."

"If it is your will, I will not comply." A barely audible voice came.

The various dregs within God's body quickly peeled off and turned into black sludge, leaving the body rapidly.

In this way, God's Heart Image became incomparably pure, transparent like glass.

A Good Heart emitted golden light.

An Evil Heart emitted darkness.

Contemplating, Liu Jun tossed the impurities he removed into Hell, transforming them into a black river in hell, blocking in front of the gates of hell.

"Mysterious, truly useful."

Liu Jun lounged leisurely on the chair, watching Xu Changsheng get beaten up.

It still has to be our Longevity Stream protagonist, painstakingly cultivating life after life, leveling up by fighting monsters.

Someone like me just hides behind the scenes and lets things happen.

...

"Bang!"

The Ten Great Sect Masters besieged this historical noble assassin, pressing him until blood spewed from his body.

To say, this tenacious protagonist Xu Changsheng is indeed an all-rounder, with various techniques reaching the peak, astonishingly withstanding the siege of ten people.

If the previous million-strong army was the enemy of quantity.

The current ten mechas are the enemy of quality.

And his Star Rushing Lightning, doesn't counter quality, unable to slaughter them one by one like playing with quantity.

It is merely with the speed of Star Rushing Lightning that he can barely keep up with the speed of these few people before him.

Xu Changsheng continually calculated in his heart,

"Without Star Rushing Lightning, I wouldn't even keep up with these guys' speed."

"Yet, the seemingly desperate situation, our gap isn't that big, or why would they attempt to persuade me?"

"Their temporary state of using the Public Sea of Consciousness to compress their Heart Images surely can't last long. When they can't sustain it anymore, it's their doom."

Xu Changsheng, with abundant combat experience as a Pure Yang True Immortal, immediately saw the opponent's weakness.

"And I can also use their pressure to strengthen the world and train the body."

"Now, the spiritual realm has reached the year 28041, with an average lifespan reaching eight thousand years, each like gods and demons."

"Nearly thirty thousand years of history seemingly only equals three generations for them now; population explosion, better to let their bombardment cause various disasters in the world, reducing some population."

"Survival of the fittest is better than mutual slaughter."

He immersed his thoughts, falling upon the spiritual realm within his body.

"Moreover, I might as well use the high-transmission Divine Power given by God to inscribe my reincarnation talent into every living being in this world."

"Making everyone within, naturally born Longevity Saints."

"In this way, they can all practice my self-created magic formula, the Ten Laws of Infant Transformation, live ten lives, and ascend ten floors."

No one understands better than him how incredibly difficult it is to cultivate Heart Images.

Even he relied on repeatedly revered cultivation one life after another to break through this realm.

Might as well fully disseminate his talent, then there will be a large surge of Fifth Tier powerhouses.

"As their numbers increase, the power brought to me by the spiritual realm will also increase! Making me ever stronger!"

Butterfly Race 29871 years.

The Battle of Deer came to an end, the Chi You Tribe defeated, thoroughly disappearing into history, this ancient tribe turned fully into the dust of history.

The chief of the Yan Huan Tribe became the new generation Human Emperor.

At this time, two voices emerged within the tribe:

"We hold the Reckoning; perhaps we can become the Witch Priest tribe and harvest human lifespan, subjecting the Immortals to the Three Disasters and Nine Calamities!"

"You're insane, are you going to defy ancestral teachings?"

"This is the only way; there are too many Immortals, too variegated. No matter how ordinary their aptitude, they can proceed with cultivation step by step.

Each of them can casually cultivate to the Third Tier, breaking through to a lifespan of thousands of years, we must undergo natural selection, unable to dodge the Yin Envoy and lifespan, unable to dodge the Immortals' Three Disasters, all must die. Humanity must also face elimination to progress."

"No, we can't do this!"

Even the chief of the Yan Huan Tribe didn't want to bear the infamous reputation, but he also knew the population was too vast, the world would head towards collapse.

At that moment, the natural disasters erupted.

Because the Pure Yang True Immortal was constantly under attack, all kinds of mountain floods and tsunamis emerged continuously.

The new disasters were significantly reducing the population.

In just a hundred years, the population decreased by a full thirty percent, and even the Human Race tribes fell into panic.

During this time, countless humans discarded their past grudges and began to join forces to fight the natural disasters, giving rise to various mythical legends of great sages and saints.

For example, the water management legend of a certain tribe leader.

For example, the story of the Divine Bird moving mountains and filling seas.

But the disaster of heaven and earth remained terrifying.

Just when the Human Race was in utter despair, a kind of divine power descended from the sky, causing countless people's physiques to change.

"We can practice the legendary Infant Transformation technique now?"

"It's the Pure Yang True Immortal, it's him! Helping us from beyond the heavens!"

"What a magnificent spirit! All of humanity now possesses his divine power."

Even some Exotic Beasts, under this high transmission, gained enhanced physiques.

From this point on, the lives of this world gained Xu Changsheng's Holy Brain talent.

...

"This should be about enough."

Xu Changsheng continually observed the changes in the spirit world, weighing them in his heart.

As a result, the number of powerhouses in the spirit world increased, and his power grew ever stronger.

Conversely, the ten Great Sect Masters grew weaker.

Previously, they had oppressed him to the point of suffocation, but now they were like a three-pronged attack, their strength already beginning to wane.

There was no last-moment explosion typical of a protagonist style before death.

Nor were there any shouts of dreams and bonds leading to breakthroughs.

Xu Changsheng's way of fighting was simple and unadorned, steadily and surely laying the foundation for victory, step by step.

The entire process could even be said to be unremarkable, without any thrilling or exciting moments.

Bang bang bang!

As the ten Sect Masters exhausted their strength, one of them suddenly laughed loudly, "How bold of you, to spread your power throughout the spirit world!"

"This is your only advantage, aren't you afraid they'll overthrow you?" another Sect Master with a greasy aura shouted.

The Pure Yang True Immortal shook his head, "It doesn't matter; I don't rule over anyone, so what's to overthrow?"

One Sect Master revealed a hint of regret, "I can't defeat you. I can foresee a great surge of Fifth Tier powerhouses emerging within! The spirit world getting stronger means you, the giant who opened the heavens, will also grow stronger!"

"Since you are so generous, we should be generous too." The kindly old man smiled slightly, a hint of cunning flashing by, "We'll also impose our Holy Brain talent on the spirit world!"

"Since we're about to lose, we'll transform entirely into natives and live a new life."

And so, without caring whether Xu Changsheng was willing or not, they turned into ten beams of light and rushed in directly.

"Those guys!"

Xu Changsheng was startled, inwardly muttering that those guys might have intended to surrender long ago.

They entered, becoming natives, losing their memories, and living anew, which could be seen as redemption.

Even their saintly talents would spread within.

Super thinking, super memory, Telekinesis amplification... Although these were the ten mass-manufactured talents of this age, they weren't bad.

These talents, mixed into the body of every human, meant every native had several saintly talents.

This held great significance for the era.

Wait.

No.

The more Xu Changsheng thought, the more something seemed wrong.

Had they calculated this all along?

If they won, they'd seize his position.

If they couldn't win, they'd force him to place his Reincarnation Sage talent into the spirit world, while they became natives?

Then, would they freely take advantage of his Longevity Holy Brain talent?

"Those guys!" Xu Changsheng silently cursed, genuinely underestimated them.

These old fellows, from start to finish, never thought of fighting desperately?

"What a farce, this battle with them, starting from Ying Qing to now..."

"The world is truly a theatrical troupe."

"Enough, enough, this matter isn't important now; I'll deal with them later."

"I still have more important things to do."

He wasn't bothered to care about so much now.

He slowly continued to swing his sword, opening the heavens.

Crash.

One sword cut down.

Finally, the world was completely cleaved open.

As if transforming from a spherical shape into an infinitely expanding firework, it dramatically turned into a tangible world.

And he, the giant, also fell, becoming a part of the land, stars, sun, moon, mountains, and rivers...

At this moment of creation, time geometrically multiplied again, the era of the Witch Priests even reached 38,614 years, and all sorts of incredible powerhouses appeared in the era.

Even the ten Great Sect Masters who had just reincarnated transformed entirely into natives, becoming gods and demons of the newly created world.

After the giant form exploded and transformed into a world, the true body of the Pure Yang True Immortal shrank back down and emerged.

He had completed his mission.

After comprehending the explosion and contraction of the world, the "Pure Yang Primal Heaven Opening Manual" was finally complete.

"This technique is the supreme divine skill of immortality cultivation."

"It involves cultivating the physique, divided into nine turns. By completing the nine turns, one can transform into a Giant God and open the heavens!"

Inside his body, a miniature world of mountains and rivers like that of a god's form also appeared, forming a small Heaven Opening state, like a finely quantified ecological fish tank.

"This is a body comparable to that of God."

He turned his head, finally looking towards the distant God, "I've kept you waiting."

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