After leaving endless legends on the vast land, the Mighty God returned to the Divine Mountain.

"After the explosion of life, the cultivation system completely flourished, enhancing both the quantity and quality of races."

"At last, it seems to have some form."

"But is just cultivating the path of blood and flesh enough? It's not enough, not enough!"

"I should open a new path for the earth!"

Xiangtuo Mo continued his seclusion, began to fetch two Divine Objects from the Cangwu Tree, and remodeled the Divine Artifact.

Continue, burning lifespan!

"Since I and the God of Wisdom can bestow blessings."

"Then, can the Divine Artifact also grant blessings, bestowing some temporary power?"

He thought he could continue to explore down this path.

After losing his lover, he threw himself into work to numb himself.

He devoted himself entirely to driving the era, wanting to see what the future era might look like.

"The power of wind, the power of light."

With two Divine Artifacts in hand, he murmured softly, becoming more convinced of its feasibility, and thus secluded himself again, painstakingly researching cultivation techniques.

In this seclusion, he actually spent over two thousand years of soul lifespan.

And another thirty years passed in reality.

He finally reached his old age.

However, even he did not expect that after he popularized the cultivation methods of the entire era, a sudden change shattered all his plans.

Year 469 of the Butterfly Race.

On this land, dementia began to decrease.

But a brand new form of senile dementia started to appear among the creatures on the earth.

As they aged.

The hands began to tremble, giving rise to hand dementia.

The eyes became blurred, giving rise to elder eyes.

The heart began to weaken, resulting in heart failure.

"These three flaws, these three flaws..." Xiangtuo Mo sighed deeply and realized something completely.

These were his three deficiencies.

As his lineage spread across the land, making them possess the same four types of dementia as he did after aging.

This is the intertwining of blessing and curse.

Future records:

"Butterfly Race, Xiangtuo Myth, Four Types of Dementia"

"Legend has it, after Xiangtuo Mo's resurrection, he distributed his divine power to all beings, but little did he know that they would inherit his divine power as well as his three weaknesses of hand, eye, and heart."

"From then on, people on the ground suffered from mental dementia, presbyopia, trembling hands, and heart failure in old age, getting breathless after walking just a few steps."

...

"Alas!"

Xiangtuo Mo sighed deeply:

"My blessing endowed them with my bone, blood, and divine power, but my three flaws also became their three flaws."

That day, he went to his Holy Guard.

He saw those who first followed him, now with dim old eyes, trembling limbs, walking with canes, and their hearts pounding wildly after running a few steps.

"Oh, some companions have already been laid to rest in the crypts of the southern mountains."

These aged giants were deeply saddened.

Upon hearing this, Xiangtuo Mo arrived at those tombstones, remaining silent for a long time.

"Another batch of friends has been sent off."

After this day, he stopped researching Divine Artifacts and began to study solving his own issues, addressing the three physical problems.

But in his research, not only did he fail to find a way to reform his bodily defects, he discovered something terrifying.

His life was soon to end.

It turned out that his power of evolution was incredibly terrifying, containing the crisis of destruction.

The Mighty God endowed power, cultivating the body.

The Wisdom God bestowed wisdom, cultivating the soul.

They complemented each other.

But just like the Wisdom Disaster, it would begin to spread, bringing incredible calamities.

And he had already discovered that with each passing year of integrating this power, he would become a new source of infection like the Truth Angel.

His body would bring about the Evolution Disaster.

Causing the flesh and blood of the creatures on earth to become deformed, twisted, and misshapen, turning into Alien Beasts.

This disaster caused Xiangtuo Mo to feel immense fear,

"My power is getting stronger, and the authority of evolution keeps overflowing."

"When I grow stronger, the Evolution Disaster will commence."

He had once solved the Wisdom Disaster with his wit and also understood the terrible damage caused by the Wisdom Disaster.

So how could he resolve the current Evolution Disaster?

He would become the second Truth Angel.

He pondered deeply, finally sighing, "Like the Truth Angel, I too will seal myself."

"Seal the disaster with my body, protecting this land forever."

"Good, good, good," he laughed heartily.

Suddenly, he felt that fate no longer taunted him, for this was precisely the glorious death he had anticipated.

A true hero should die courageously, just like his wife.

At this moment.

He did not feel sorrow, but rather a deep sense of liberation.

Over the years, he had nearly not slept or rested, spent in labor, hoping to exhaust his lifespan, yet he couldn't exhaust it at all.

He was too long-lived, his strength terrifying!

But his wisdom was already astonishing.

Even during the era of ordinary butterflies, he had outsmarted the Angel Dynasty and solved the Wisdom Disaster.

With the hardware of the Saint's Brain and Saint Body, he completely broke out of the cocoon and became a butterfly, reaching absurd heights!

He wanted to be the torchbearer of the era, dying amidst the thorns and thistles, but he continuously broke through boundaries, simply unable to die.

Until today, he finally saw the future, the future in which he would walk towards his demise.

"I shall prophesy my death, I shall age and die in evolution, be sealed in the cries of all beings, until eternity."

When this voice echoed, all the followers on the Divine Mountain began to weep.

The god prophesied his own death.

Great Mighty God, are you leaving us?

At this time.

After a hundred years, the voice of the Longevity Divine Spirit once again entered Xiangtuo Mo's mind.

"Are you truly decided on this? There are still your brothers and sisters on the tree."

Hearing the voice of the Longevity Divine Spirit, Xiangtuo Mo was momentarily stunned, then understood.

"Them, huh."

"Without me, they can still continue."

Now he almost single-handedly opened up the entire era, no longer that ordinary butterfly race who schemed against the angels due to lack of power.

Now, he was a Saint, a true Divine Spirit!

His wisdom was powerful, and he could rightfully open an era; his temperament had also been honed to a very high degree.

"They don't just have me."

"There's no difference whether I leave sooner or later."

Xiangtuo Mo shook his head, "For other beings, I do not know, but longevity is not a blessing for me, it's endless torment and a curse."

The God of Longevity said, "Perhaps, you could cut yourself with a blade, abandon the Power of Evolution, and thus free yourself."

Xiangtuo Mo said, "Without this Divine Power, I would not be the Mighty God, how then could I let all beings of the world continue cultivating the Path of the Knight? The newly arisen system would be directly cut off."

"The Mighty God is an extraordinary foundation of the Age of the Bloodline Knights, it must exist."

"Even after my death, I will forge myself into a statue of the Mighty God, guarding this fearsome treasure, and bless the knight followers who worship it."

Liu Jun said no more, only sighing.

Since he had already made his choice, Liu Jun would not force him to stay.

Even though he is a terrifying and powerful super Saint, who has opened up countless incredible system prototypes for Liu Jun.

Even though he has driven various great transformations for his Mushroom World sandbox.

At this moment, Liu Jun truly saw for the first time the terrifying talent of a true Saint, far beyond compare to the Amber Swallowtail Butterfly.

"This era is really interesting."

...

In the blink of an eye, another thirty years passed.

Before sealing himself, Xiangtuo Mo continued to study the Divine Artifacts, shining and radiating heat.

He wanted to exhaust all his lifespan!

Soon.

He once again approached his late years.

On this day, another terrifying news spread across the world:

Xiangtuo Mo established a new Divine Artifact that could temporarily infect, empower all beings, allowing them to possess a trace of the Artifact's power.

By worshipping the statues forged by the Artifact, they could possess its great power.

Thus, after destroying the Azure Rope Milk Sea, he created a miracle of the century.

[Wind God Statue]

[Light God Statue]

By worshipping them and accepting their blessing, one could momentarily manipulate wind and light using Telekinesis.

He named this path: Mage.

Differing from the cultivation of soul and flesh systems.

This is a road directly connecting to the Divine, with a higher success rate than previous methods.

By constant infection, increasing affinity, one could eventually merge into the Artifact itself, ignite the Divine Fire, becoming a new Divine Spirit.

The Mighty God said:

[Mage is the path to truth, the means to ascend to divinity, to become a great Divine Spirit like us, mastering the laws and order of the world!]

His words were left in the opening chapter of the book "Magic in the Sky," establishing the core philosophy of mages.

Thus, the world saw the emergence of two initial mage systems, Wind Mage and Light Mage.

Fundamentally.

This is a way of cultivating the mushroom's inherent power through its infectious characteristic.

When all the kingdoms on the land learned of this, they were once again shocked.

"As expected of the Mighty God, he devised another cultivation path; how does he manage it?"

"His wisdom is as unfathomable as High Heaven!"

"Bloodline Knights, Mage, surely more unfathomable paths await us in the future!"

All races on the land felt deeply moved.

They were very excited, unspeakably thrilled.

Living together with such a great existence, witnessing his splendor and glory, was their greatest honor.

...

"After opening up the Mage system, is it finally my time?"

On this day, Xiangtuo Mo sensed the decline of his soul, the aging of his body.

The soul's decline, because in the Spiritual World, he'd thought too many times.

The body's decline, because he had used Divine Blood as vast as an ocean in his early years, nurturing three thousand knights, thereby creating the prototype of the Knight System.

"My lifespan has finally reached its end."

On this day, the elderly Elephant God sat on the divine throne, revealing a smile of release.

"After the Genesis of life, I consider myself having opened the prelude to the cultivation system for this new age."

In ordinary emperors' twilight years, they would pursue longevity.

But he was different, going against the current.

Only seeking death.

Gradually, his eyes began to blur, his hands started to shake, his heart started to tremble.

He reentered his late years.

"Here it comes."

He also began to suffer from dementia once again.

In a daze, he clutched his heart, remembering the arrogant and beautiful empress from back then, walking towards him.

"Lost in thought again."

He murmured softly, and in his final moments, he chose to continue shining and radiating heat.

"Since the Divine Objects of wind and light can use Telekinesis to perform Wind and Light Magic, could the flesh do the same?"

Time continued to pass, and he went into seclusion once more.

One day, suddenly, a great wind roared and a huge light shone atop the entire Divine Hall's mountain.

"Attribute Knight."

"Cultivating the path of flesh could also exude aura, this power is called Fighting Spirit."

He again successfully opened up a brand new Path to Divinity, changing the course of the entire era.

The era became increasingly tumultuous.

Countless people praised his name, celebrated and wrote poems about him.

"Fighting Spirit? Knights can also ascend to divinity!"

"Indeed, as long as we keep melding with the two powers of wind and light, we too might step into that unimaginable realm!"

"Thank the Divine Spirits!"

Many scholars pored over history.

They knew how difficult the path to divinity was.

Whether it was the Truth Angels or the Mighty God before their eyes, they all underwent many long and arduous trials and tests, treading over countless corpses before igniting the Divine Fire.

Yet now, how much simpler was the path?

In the Angel Dynasty, a young Angel Emperor was filled with heroic spirit:

"In today's era, there are still two Divine Objects unclaimed, wind and light, these are Divine Formats, we have a chance to ascend to divinity!"

"The might of the Divine Spirits, truly something to aspire to."

In a daze, he looked towards the direction of the Cangwu Tree in the distance, the origin of world civilization.

...

On the Divine Hall.

With a breakthrough in the new system, the aged Mighty God returned to youth.

His flesh cultivation system broke through from the third order to the fourth order, and his body became youthful and vigorous once more.

He looked at his incomparably young hands, gazing at his tall reflection in the surface of the lake.

"Young once again."

Sigh.

He turned around, gently pushed open the door of the Divine Hall, and from the depths of the hall came a sigh:

"Why am I not dead yet."

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