Chapter 137 After Ascension

Chapter 137 After Ascension

Chapter 137 After Ascension
After listening to the story of the head of the Sky Dome Technology Center, the participants focused their attention on the forum posts that were slowly sliding down the screen.

This analysis shocked them greatly, and it was an angle they had never imagined before.

The genuine Dark Land and the cracked version that spreads secretly are most likely two games.

If this assumption is true, it is understandable that the netizens in this post have obvious differences in opinions and all think that the other party is a water army.

The most important thing is that neither game produces any information to the outside world.

This results in the two games being unable to be compared at all, which leads to obvious differences in perception.

From a normal player's perspective, they obviously wouldn't think there's anything wrong with the Dark Land they're playing.

Genuine players are eligible to purchase the game through official channels, while the game content experienced by cracked version players is enough to prove the authenticity of the game and they will not doubt that there are any problems with the game.

"Are there any players who have managed to purchase the cracked version and also have the genuine Dark Land game?"

Bai Chen, who was standing on the podium, asked in a deep voice at this time.

Faced with the inquiry, all participants turned to ask questions of their own teams.

After a long time, no one gave an answer.

Seeing this, Bai Chen fell into thought.

This proves that no player has been found to own both Dark Land and the cracked version of Dark Land that can be downloaded through the link.

If you think about it carefully, the probability of owning two games at the same time is very low.

The human race has a population of 20 billion. After five rounds of rush purchases, there are less than 400 million players who own the genuine Dark Land, which means that the number of players who own the game accounts for less than one-fifth of the total population.

It is unclear how many qualifications have been issued for the cracked version of Dark Land, but the number is obviously far lower than the qualifications issued for the genuine version.

Assuming the number of copies issued is 50,000, the probability that a player is eligible to play both the genuine version and the cracked version is one in 20 million.

There is one factor that must exist that has not been taken into account here.

That is, when players who own the genuine Dark Land see the link to the cracked version, it is even impossible for them to click on it to download it.

Thinking of this, Bai Chen suddenly looked up at a member of the team behind him and asked:
"Manager Li, how many of the 500 places that the Eclipse Tribe gave us last time are left?"

"Chairman, all the certificates have been distributed to various institutions, and all the qualifications have been activated for use."

Hearing this, Bai Chen felt helpless, then turned to look at the participants and said in a deep voice:
"This is an issue we need to focus on. We must quickly figure out whether Darkland and Darkland Cracked Edition are the same game or two completely different games. Delegates, please go back and find players of the two games to discuss and compare. Today's meeting ends here."

"By the way, allocate a batch of funds to the Sky Dome Technology Center to collect as many game coins as possible for the cracked version of Dark Land, just in case. Regardless of whether Manager Xiao's guess is the truth, as long as there is a possibility, we must be prepared in advance to avoid being caught off guard."

……

The original altar.

Qi Sheng withdrew his gaze from the Human Parliament Hall.

In fact, he doesn't care what the human leaders think.

After receiving guidance, he turned his gaze to the Evil Moon Realm to the north of the Colorful Mist Coast.

A waning-moon-level domain remains in a waning-moon state after the last moon phase changes.

The island under the illumination of the evil moon was shrouded in a layer of haze, and the island was covered with twisted and entangled corrosion cores.

The ocean surrounding the island was also eroded by the black tide energy, and countless underwater evil spirits could be seen swimming quickly below the bloody sea surface.

Qi Sheng's gaze followed the guidance and landed on the territory node in the central area of ​​the island.

I saw that the pitch-black substance was constantly absorbing matter in the Evil Moon Space, quickly gathering and extending upwards.

"Is there a new evil spirit coming?"

[Boss, this is the Evil Eye Tower. If nothing unexpected happens, an Evil Tower will be born in this Evil Moon area, and new Evil Spirit Warriors and Evil Eyes will descend.]

[But this time we have the first-mover advantage. If it is really a low-level intelligent evil spirit that descends, it will obviously not be a problem for the player army to easily defeat it with its current strength. We will take the initiative to attack and kill it in the cradle.]

[I even suspect that after the evil spirit is born, we don't need to take action. The nearby sea forces will take action first, such as the Ancient Gods. They will obviously not sit idly by and watch the black tide grow and become a threat to themselves near their territory, so there is no need to worry that the new evil spirit will pose a substantial threat to the Colorful Mist Coast area.]

After listening to the guide's explanation, Qi Sheng nodded.

The blockade of the Tezuka Mountains area was already a headache, and he didn't want the path to the sea in the Colorful Mist Coast area to be blocked by the black current.

But as the instructions said, next to the Evil Moon Realm is the Ghost Shadow Sea.

That is the territory of the Ancient Gods. If the Black Tide really wants to expand, the first thing it will have to face is the suppression of the Ancient Gods.

He doesn't need to worry about this at all.

Just when Qi Sheng wanted to observe the process of the evil spirit warrior's arrival in detail, he received guidance feedback again, and his vision switched to the player's perspective.

……

Colorful mist coast, blue star sea.

Neverland.

Standing on a small island in the vast ocean, it has lush vegetation, including towering ancient trees and low-growing colorful flowers and plants. The air is filled with the faint fragrance of plants.

A bonfire was set up on the beach in front of the island cliff.

Yu Yong skewered a silvertail fish and roasted it over the fire, which wafted with fragrance.

Not far in front of him, in the rolling waves, there were 27 silvertail fish waiting.

These are all good brothers who have been through thick and thin with him.

If it weren't for this group of good brothers who risked their lives to escort him from the Colorful Mist Coast to Dream Island, he would never have made it here and would have been eaten by fish.

"Controlling souls is really useful."

Looking at the sizzling silvertail fish, Yu Yun turned the skewer over and couldn't help but sigh.

The good thing is that when he is controlled, the monster can protect him in battle, and he can use it to fill his stomach when he is low on health and weak.

For example, the silver-tailed fish in your hand has been exhausted and rolling its eyes after fighting all the way to Dream Island. It is in a dying state and will die soon.

Seeing his good brother in so much pain, he decisively helped him get rid of it.

Squeeze out the last bit of value and transform it into a delicious grilled fish, sublimating life.

After sprinkling the seasoning purchased from the trading house, he brought the roasted silvertail fish to his mouth, blew away the heat from the surface of the fish, and took a big bite.

The silky texture of the fish meat melts on the tip of your tongue with a light sip, releasing its juice like a spring drizzle, gently moisturizing every corner of your mouth.

Then, the rich fish aroma burst out in the mouth, with freshness and sweetness, mixed with the faint taste of vanilla and garlic from the seasoning, perfectly blending with the deliciousness of the fish itself, without overshadowing the main flavor, while just right enhancing the overall taste.

"Good brother, you are so delicious."

At this moment, Yu Yun's eyes were filled with tears.

Every time I taste the food in the game, I feel a strong sense of happiness in my heart.

This is a delicacy that cannot be experienced in reality. It seems that the soul hidden in the body is enjoying the food.

But just as Yu Yun was about to take the second bite, he saw a blood-red fireball appear in the sky, cutting through the sky, and the rolling heat waves rippled and distorted the space and fell towards the sea not far away.

boom!
The fireball fell into the sea, causing huge waves, and large amounts of water vapor rose into the air, forming a white fog.

"Fuck!"

After a brief hesitation upon seeing this scene, Yu Yun decisively put the half of his good brother that he had taken a big bite of into his space bag and headed straight towards the direction where the fireball landed.

According to the three major game laws given by the forum strategy party players, one of them is:
In case of emergencies, close inspection is required.

Perhaps an unexpected event can bring unimaginable wealth gains, but as for the loss, at most it is just one hour of confinement in a small dark room.

The risk and benefit comparison is not worth mentioning.

Soon, Yu Yun arrived at the place where the fireball landed under the escort of his good brothers.

Searching in the sea, he found a humanoid creature that was slowly sinking.

……

five days ago.

Zenith world.

Under the vast and boundless sky, the sea of ​​clouds is rolling, the golden light is shining, and the most magnificent picture between heaven and earth is slowly unfolding.

This is an ancient world where monsters and many living creatures coexist and thrive on this land.

On a towering peak that rises into the sky at the center of the world, rich spiritual energy turns into visible mist that lingers on the top of the mountain.

Sitting cross-legged on the rock at the top of the highest peak, the heavenly soldier breathes in and out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, feeling the warm current flowing through his body and eventually being absorbed and digested by his body.

As the first rays of morning light shone on the heavenly soldier's body, a layer of golden light covered his body.

As he raised his hand, the sea of ​​clouds in front of him surged, and an invisible force swept forward with him as the center, causing the surging sea of ​​clouds to roll back.

He also opened his eyes at this time, and the joy in his light golden pupils could not be concealed.

After practicing for 1239 three-season cycles, he finally reached the legendary realm known as the "Ascension Realm".

At this moment, he had already vaguely sensed the world's rejection of him.

His power is no longer tolerated by the world, and he is about to ascend to the fairyland that countless practitioners dream of.

But before that, he still has a lot of unfinished business to do.

At this moment, his figure turned into a stream of light and came to the sect on the mountainside.

The clear and melodious singing of birds in the mountains interweaves with the sound of the gurgling stream in the distance to form a natural melody.

At the sect's martial arts arena, a group of disciples in uniform have begun their morning exercises.

Some disciples held long swords with sword lights like water, lightly drawing graceful arcs in the air, while others swung their fists with whistling winds and heavy fist shadows, and every time they swung a fist there was a sound of breaking through the air. Some disciples were as light as a swallow, flying and jumping in the sky above the martial arts field.

As the morning exercises progressed, beads of sweat appeared on the sect disciples' foreheads, and their movements became more fluent and powerful.

In the morning light, their figures seemed to be coated with a layer of golden glow.

After observing for a long time, the figures of heavenly soldiers appeared.

Seeing the heavenly soldiers coming, all the sect disciples knelt down one after another, looking at him with extremely admiring eyes:

"Ancestor."

The heavenly soldier nodded calmly, transformed into a phantom and came to the front of the sect's main hall.

The old man who was supervising the training of the sect's disciples saw the heavenly soldiers coming and immediately knelt on the ground, respectfully calling them "ancestors".

"Yue Li, I will ascend to heaven soon. I will leave my descendants to you."

Hearing this, the white-haired old man who was kneeling on the ground could not hide his shock in his eyes, and then he immediately said:

"Congratulations, Old Ancestor, for ascending to the Immortal Realm."

"I'm going to the Cangzhen Pavilion to help me announce it to the world and invite the world's strongest people to witness me breaking through the void and ascending the ladder to heaven."

"I will follow the ancestor's orders."

As soon as he finished speaking, the heavenly soldier once again turned into a stream of light and disappeared.

Soon, they arrived at a quiet bamboo forest deep in the sect.

Here stands a building with a simple and elegant appearance. It is made of bluestone, and the years have left mottled marks on its surface. The roof is covered with green tiles, and the eaves on the four corners are upturned, like four phoenixes spreading their wings to fly, symbolizing the sublimation of wisdom and strength. Whenever the breeze blows, the copper bells under the eaves will ring softly, crisp and pleasant, like the harmony of the sounds of nature and wisdom.

As you step into the Cangzhen Pavilion, the faint scent of ink and ancient wood hits you in the face. The light inside the pavilion is soft, and the sun shines through the carved window lattices, complementing the lanterns hanging in the pavilion, creating a tranquil atmosphere. The pavilion has a dazzling collection of books, from ancient parchment scrolls to exquisite thread-bound books, each of which carries the wisdom and hard work of the predecessors and records the secrets of cultivation that caters to nature.

Between the bookshelves, one can see the sect’s core disciples standing or sitting, holding ancient books in their hands, immersed in the ocean of knowledge, studying them carefully.

It transformed into a wisp of gentle breeze and arrived at the deepest part of Cangzhen Pavilion, where the sect’s most precious books were located.

It not only records the history and heritage of the sect, but also contains supreme cultivation techniques and secrets.

Only the sect disciples who have passed rigorous tests and have a firm mind are qualified to enter this holy land and explore the highest realm of cultivation.

It has been an unknown amount of time since he last came here. The woody scent in the air made Tianbing miss it so much.

I remember when I first entered the sect, I spent countless days and nights studying hard in order to seek immortality.

Looking back on the past, I feel emotional.

Now he has finally followed in the footsteps of his predecessors and reached the end of this world, and is about to break through the void and leave.

Thinking of seeing his master again and the seniors who once accompanied him, Tianbing's mouth curled up slightly.

Walking to the bookshelf at the end, he pulled out an ancient scroll.

The above records the insights into ascension left by the predecessors.

It recorded the sense of rejection from the world that he had just felt, and also recorded many summaries of his cultivation.

The cultivation mode in this world can be called nourishing the spirit.

Starting from building the foundation, nurturing spirituality in the body, the first step to becoming a cultivator is to condense a golden elixir in the body.

Then he continued to use spiritual energy to refine the golden elixir until it hatched into a Nascent Soul.

At this stage, one is considered to have entered the realm of true practitioners. While his lifespan is greatly increased, he can sense subtle changes in the world and manipulate the forces of nature to generate powerful spells.

The subsequent practice is to cultivate the Nascent Soul and allow it to continue to grow and become stronger.

His current cultivation level is the sixth realm in the realm of cultivation, also known as the Ascension Realm by the world.

You can tear apart the thick space barriers at any time and go to the upper world along the ladder built in the upper realm, which is also called the fairyland or the heaven.

What kind of existence is the fairyland? It is recorded in detail in books.

The heavenly soldiers had also witnessed a corner of the heaven that appeared during the ascension, and their memory of it is still fresh in their memory.

That was 215 years ago, when his senior brother ascended to heaven, he witnessed with his own eyes the scene after his senior brother tore the space apart.

On the broken sky, a dazzling ladder quietly emerged. It was not made of mortal stones, but was interwoven with countless twinkling stars and soft spiritual light ribbons, like the Milky Way pouring down and converging into a rainbow bridge, until it sank into the end of the space shrouded in clouds and mist and shining brightly.

On both sides of the ladder, cranes are soaring and celestial music is floating in the air. The melodious and profound tune cleanses the impurities in the mortal body of Senior Brother.

During this time, he could vaguely see an immortal covered in rosy clouds and with a transcendental look at the end of the ladder. His otherworldly temperament made him feel awe and yearning for it.

When the senior brother stepped onto the ladder and walked to the end of the ladder, he saw the outline of the heaven gradually become clear. It was a magnificent palace built of beautiful jade and divine materials, magnificent and majestic, and every brick and tile emitted a soft and dazzling light. Until the senior brother passed through the gate to the upper realm, everything disappeared into thin air.

This is also the scene that the heavenly soldiers have dreamed of and imagined experiencing countless times.

Looking through ancient books, many similar scenes are recorded, and there are also warnings left in the books.

For example, before ascending to the immortal world, one needs to wash the body, shed the worldly dust, and then change into a new set of clothes to show respect for the immortals who are leading the way from the upper world.

The heavenly soldiers memorized all of these.

As I kept flipping through different ancient books, time passed quietly and the sky gradually darkened.

When his divine sense scanned the contents of the last ancient book on the bottom shelf, the Heavenly Soldier was stunned:

The last ancient book was left by a sect elder thousands of years ago. The first page of the book had a few words printed on it:

When ascending to heaven, standing on the top of the clouds, looking back at the world, with a thousand knots in his heart, thinking of the past worldly affairs, the warmth and affection, the grudges and love, all have become clouds of the past, but his heart is still attached to the world, lingering, like the spring breeze blowing on the willows, hard to let go.

Above the nine heavens, fairy music is floating, the call has come, but his footsteps are as heavy as lead. Looking back, the world is still prosperous, and I sigh in my heart.

It is hard to give up the warmth here, and I have dreams in this world. I wish to stay here forever and don’t want to leave.

……

The first page of the book describes the senior's feelings of being reluctant to leave the world.

However, the world is increasingly rejecting this senior. In order to stay in the human world, this greedy senior created a method of disintegration. He wants to use this method to reverse himself and lower his cultivation level. Even if the result is a sharp drop in lifespan, he wants to stay in the world to accompany his family and old friends.

At the end of the book, the predecessor fell into the mortal world and passed away in less than fifteen years.

Turning to the last page of the ancient book, he saw the method of disintegration left by a predecessor, a gift to a half-step immortal who was as attached to the world as he was.

Seeing this, the heavenly soldiers sighed.

I didn't expect that there would be such a senior in the sect who was willing to give up the orthodox path of ascending to the upper realm and chose to wither and die like a mortal.

But behind his emotion, Tianbing's heart remained unshaken.

Although he has some attachment to the mundane world, his determination to become a Taoist is unwavering, and the immortal world is the goal he always pursues and strives for.

Now he is already half a step away from becoming an immortal, how could he give up just like that?

He looked up and looked out the window.

It was night outside, and fireflies were dancing among the bamboo forest, like tiny stars, complementing the warm light coming from the pavilion, creating a peaceful picture.

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, he took a deep breath, turned into a stream of light and left quietly.

In the following days, the heavenly soldiers began to arrange the funeral.

He compiled all he had learned throughout his life into a book and kept it in the Cangzhen Pavilion for his disciples to study and observe, leaving behind a path to immortality that he had walked before for future generations.

The day before the agreed date of ascension, the heavenly soldier summoned the sect's disciples and the descendants of his own lineage to the front of the sect's main hall.

Sitting cross-legged in the air, the Heavenly Soldier calmly recounted his farewell. His eyes swept over the descendants and the disciples of the sect, and he felt a little reluctant, but more of a yearning for the upper world.

As the departure was approaching, he left the sect disciples with the same instructions as his predecessors who had ascended to the immortal realm:
"We practitioners have gone through countless hardships to get this opportunity to ascend. Looking back on the road we have come, it is all a test of our character and wisdom. I am leaving now, and I have a few words to give you. I hope you, the younger generation, will remember them in your hearts:

“First, cultivation is not a one-day job. You need to persevere. Don’t give up because of a temporary setback. The road is long and arduous. Only by keeping your original intention in mind can you reach the other side.”

"Second, be kind and make good friends. Between heaven and earth, cause and effect are cyclical. Sow good seeds and reap good fruits. Only with compassion in mind can one see the true meaning of all things in the world."

"Third, cultivating the mind is the foundation, and morality is equally important. The way of cultivation is not only to improve the realm, but also to sublimate the mind. Only by cultivating oneself with morality can one master a higher level of realm without losing oneself."

"Fourth, do not be arrogant or impatient, be humble and self-reflective. On the path of practice, temptations and tests coexist. Only by maintaining a humble heart and constantly reflecting on yourself can you avoid going astray."

"Fifth, cherish your relatives and friends in the sect, and spread the doctrine. Although ascending to heaven is beautiful, the love in the world is also sincere. When pursuing personal cultivation, you should not forget to give back to the sect and do your best to pave the way for those who come after you."

"Although I am leaving, I hope that you, the younger generation, can inherit our aspirations and continue on this path of cultivation, surpassing yourselves until you ascend to heaven."

The next day, countless ethnic forces gathered at the highest peak.

Demon cultivators, devil cultivators, god cultivators, corpse cultivators... powerful beings from all races were present, watching and witnessing the shocking moment when the Heavenly Soldier Ancestor shattered and ascended to heaven.

At the foot of the mountain, creatures of all races have gathered into a sea. Some are kneeling, some are standing, looking up at the top of the mountain devoutly, their eyes flashing with worship and yearning for the supreme power.

The figure of the heavenly soldier also appeared at this time. He was wearing a black robe with cloud patterns, hanging in the air like a sun, with a layer of dazzling golden light covering his body.

Looking down at the earth, the heavenly soldier felt proud:
"My fellow Taoists, I am leaving now."

As soon as he finished speaking, the heavenly soldiers finally relaxed the sense of rejection from the world that they had been suppressing. Suddenly, brilliant auroras appeared in the sky, as if a miracle had descended, making the entire world look like a dream. Under the shining light, the souls of the onlookers of all races seemed to be purified by the power of the upper realm. They forgot the grudges between races and immersed themselves in this sacredness and solemnity.

Suddenly, a deafening roar came from the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a dazzling light burst out from the heavenly soldier, pointing straight to the sky.

At this moment, all living beings cheered in unison. Their voices gathered into a torrent, resounding through the sky, sending their most sincere blessings for the ascension of the most powerful person on earth.

The black hole in the sky expanded rapidly, and a ladder paved with fairy jade stretched out from the end of the space.

An immortal figure appeared at the end of the space, and a corner of a magnificent building was revealed.

Countless creatures looked up, unable to hide the envy and excitement in their eyes.

And this is exactly the ultimate goal of life that they have been pursuing through countless days and nights of hard work.

According to historical records, at the end of the ladder is a fairyland that transcends the mortal world and is magnificent.

In the world after ascension, the four seasons are like spring, the flowers bloom forever, and the lifespan of the ascenders will be eternal, not fading with the alternation of day and night.

All the beautiful things in imagination can be found in that world.

When the heavenly soldiers walked up the ladder to heaven, all races knelt on the ground in worship. This was not only a testimony to the supreme glory of the strongest, but also a respect for the supreme truth.

"Congratulations to the ancestor for ascending to heaven!"

"Congratulations to the Heavenly Soldier Patriarch for ascending to the immortal world."

"Congratulations to the ancestor of the Heavenly Soldiers, for ascending to the throne..."

Countless shouts resounded between heaven and earth.

The heavenly soldier walked towards the ladder step by step with excitement and came to the gate at the end.

Looking at the shadow of the immortal, he nodded in greeting, then took a deep breath and walked through the gate of heaven.

Suddenly, he was struck by a strong feeling of weightlessness, and the world was spinning around him. An invisible force wrapped around his body and sent him forward.

I don’t know how long it took, but when my vision became clear, the scene in front of me left the soldier dumbfounded.

There is no magnificent palace of the immortal world, no world scene filled with immortal air... and even less is there the process of transcending worldly affairs and cleansing the marrow that will last forever in life.

What appeared before his eyes was a cold and grand scene.

In front of us are neatly arranged life containers, each of which contains a humanoid creature suspended in a transparent nutrient solution, with their bodies connected by several hoses.

The outer shell of the container is covered with complex pipelines and interfaces, like life veins, continuously transporting nutrients and energy.

He was also placed in one of the containers. He felt weak all over and couldn't exert any strength.

Turning his head to look beside him, he saw an extremely horrifying scene.

A body broke open from the abdominal cavity, the life in the container was dead, its eyes were closed, its face was distorted, with afterimages of pain and fear hanging at the corners of its mouth, and dark red mucus hanging on the edge of the abdominal cavity, as if it was left behind by some creature before it left.

Looking up again and looking forward, there are many similar scenes in the container.

The heavenly soldier tried to struggle to leave, but found that he was unable to move at all. An intense feeling of weakness enveloped him from the inside out.

At the same time, he felt as if something was awakening in his abdomen.

He tried to sense it, and was stunned by the scene he captured.

In the internal vision, the face of the Nascent Soul in the body is changing. It is no longer his appearance, but has turned into a twisted and hideous face of a monster.

It constantly devours the body's qi and blood and grows rapidly.

This scene made the heavenly soldier feel horrified, but he was unable to stop the monster in his body from devouring and growing.

"How could this happen?" Muttering, the heavenly soldier suddenly realized a possibility.

Ascension is simply a scam!

The mortal world is nothing more than a breeding ground for creatures from the upper realm. The process of cultivation and growth in their eyes is nothing more than helping the upper realm to nurture the ferocious monsters in their bodies.

The ascension stage in their eyes is nothing more than the maturity stage in the eyes of the creatures in the upper realm, and it is time to harvest.

The scene before my eyes was not the imagined fairyland at all, but more like a slaughterhouse.

"We've all been deceived." Tianbing's eyes were red with anger, but he was unable to stop the gradual loss of his energy and blood.

At this moment, an old voice came from beside him:
"Don't waste your efforts. You can't break free and are destined to become nutrients for the growth of the monster inside you."

The heavenly soldier turned his head and found that it was the figure in the container on the lower left who was speaking.

"Where is this?"

"Haha, isn't this the heaven we've always dreamed of? I have been practicing hard in the Tianxing Territory for 800 years. I thought I could become an immortal, but I never thought I would become a slaughtered animal."

The old man raised his head, revealing a decadent and depressed face, with despair in his eyes:

"For this day, I have lived through years of suffering, endured pains that ordinary people cannot bear, just to ascend to the other side, but I never expected that all this was a scam. There is no immortal world, no eternal life, and no freedom to travel freely between heaven and earth. Everything is fake."

"Tianxing Territory, aren't you from the Zenith World?" The heavenly soldier looked surprised.

This was indeed the case. He had never seen this old man before. In his Zenith world, every time there was an ascension event, practitioners from all over the world would be invited to visit, but he had never seen this kind of person before.

"The upper world in our eyes has created multiple breeding farms, and the world where you and I grew up is one of them."

After saying this, the old man said with a ferocious expression:

"If I'm not mistaken, the so-called creatures from the upper realm are nothing but a group of parasites. They spread billions of life seeds to the lower realm, which are what we call spiritual roots for cultivation. They were implanted in our bodies when we were born, and they grow together with us in cultivation, starting from the foundation building and growing little by little. All the abilities we use are also given by the parasitic monsters in our bodies, but they think they have the power to move heaven and earth."

"The monsters use our flesh and blood as a cauldron to grow stronger, and the Ascension Stage in our eyes is nothing more than the monsters in our bodies growing to maturity and about to break out of their shells. Ascension is just an illusion, and the truth is that they brought us to this slaughterhouse to welcome the birth of the parasites."

"How sad, how sad." The old man said, and couldn't help coughing violently. The pain was hard to hide between his brows. It was obvious that the monster in his body was still further devouring his flesh and blood.

After listening to the old man's analysis, Tianbing felt desperate.

He thought of his master, senior brothers, and the elders in the sect who had ascended to the immortal world before him.

One can imagine what happened to them.

They ascended to the fairyland with great hope, but what greeted them was the cold butcher's knife. They were imprisoned in containers and waited for death in despair. They watched helplessly as the Nascent Soul they had cultivated with great effort devoured their own flesh and blood, and finally broke out of their bodies.

"Ahhhhh." With emotions of despair and anger intertwined, the heavenly soldier let out a hysterical roar, his body struggling and shaking continuously, trying to get rid of the hoses connected to his body.

"Don't waste your energy. The energy injected from above the container is catalyzing the growth of the monster. The energy released by the monster is imprisoning your power. You and I cannot escape the fate of being killed by the monster." The white-haired old man had a hoarse voice and kept coughing while speaking.

"Shut up!" The soldier was still struggling hard, but his weak body was unable to break free from the restraints.

During this process, the monster growing in the body is still growing.

Every time he got weaker, the monster got stronger.

Endless despair enveloped the heavenly soldier's heart, and his beautiful illusion of the fairyland was completely shattered.

Thinking of the envy, excitement, and anticipation in the eyes of the creatures in the lower world when he ascended to heaven...all those looks made the heavenly soldier's eyes bloodshot and endless hatred rose in his heart.

In their eyes, the immortals from the upper world treat the lower world as a breeding ground. How hateful!
"It's just a huge cage." The heavenly soldier muttered, his eyes red.

three days later.

The heavenly soldier looked haggard, and at this moment a shrill scream awakened him.

Looking down, the old man was roaring with his head raised, his expression extremely painful, and his bulging abdomen looked like something was about to burst out.

The sound of flesh tearing was heard at this time, the old man's roar became weak, and a blood-red life drilled out from the old man's abdomen.

The body of this monster is made up of flowing, blood-red energy as hot as lava, and its eyes are like two balls of burning energy flames. After breaking out of its chest, its body quickly grew and became stronger, and then flew straight to the passage at the end of the sky.

The old man's life flame was extinguished at this moment, but pain still lingered on his face.

Seeing the old man die, the heavenly soldiers were filled with grief and anger.

He knew that before long, he would also be sucked dry of his blood by the monster in his body like the dead old man, and eventually die from a broken chest.

But despite his endless hatred, he could not break free and could only watch himself die in despair.

“I’m unwilling…”

At this moment, the past events replayed in Tianbing's mind.

He saw the young man in blue clothes who had the ambition to achieve immortality, stepping into the sect gate, bowing and praying, hoping to learn the secret of immortality.

I saw a hardworking young man who worked out in the sunrise and meditated in the sunset...

As the three seasons passed, his determination to pursue the great path remained unshaken.

For countless days and nights, he made unimaginable efforts for this, but in the end it was nothing more than a shocking conspiracy that served the upper realm.

When the scene advances to the moment before ascension, the heavenly soldier suddenly opens his eyes.

He thought of the ancient book he saw in Zangzhen Pavilion before ascending.

The method of disintegration left behind by the predecessor who was greedy for the mortal world and unwilling to ascend.

Countless text messages flashed through my mind.

At the end of this ancient book, there is a record of a method to reverse cultivation, which can extinguish the fire in the body, abandon the Nascent Soul, and return from immortality to the mortal world.

At this point the rejection of heaven and earth dissipated, and the senior successfully stayed in the mortal world.

With his heart pounding, Tianbing tried without hesitation to practice the method left by his predecessors in order to refine the monster seed in his body.

During this process, something surprising happened to him.

The monster inside his body let out a spiritual roar, appearing to be in extreme pain, during which strands of qi and blood flowed out of his body through his pores.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Seeing the monster inside his body in so much pain, the heavenly soldier laughed excitedly.

The process of reversing the state is actually to refine the Nascent Soul, which is the monster in the body.

During this period, the heavenly soldiers also endured severe pain.

The process of reversing and crushing the monster nurtured and cultivated in his body is like turning a living fetus into a dead fetus. The monster is connected to his body, and the refining process is also self-mutilation.

But the heavenly soldier felt extremely happy inside.

Compared with his previous despair, he now regained absolute control over his body and could vent his anger towards the monster in his body.

The monster also kept hissing during the refining process, its expression distorted and changed, and it seemed extremely painful.

The pain also made the heavenly soldiers laugh hysterically.

It was an indescribable pain, like severing one's own meridians, causing severe damage to one's vitality. This pain was not only reflected physically, but also on the spiritual level.

Qi and blood continued to flow out, and the heavenly soldier opened his mouth and spewed out blood mist.

This is the part of the monster's body that was expelled from the body during the refining process.

Five days later, the monster in the body died completely. The heavenly soldier opened his mouth and coughed out a bloody fragment, completing the final refining.

At this time, he was only half alive, and his spiritual sea of ​​consciousness was full of cracks, as if it would collapse at any time.

A feeling of emptiness and powerlessness surged into his heart from the inside out, and his cracked sea of ​​consciousness made his perception of the world blurry.

The monster was connected to his life. When the monster died, he was also disabled. Only the remains of his body, which had been tempered by physical training, could move.

No monster secreted any special substances, so he broke free from the restraints, tore off the hose on his body, took a deep breath, and raised his fist to punch the translucent barrier in front of him.

This layer of barrier was prepared for the monster to leave. Even though he was weak, he could easily break it.

Reaching the edge of the container, the heavenly soldier looked down.

Below is an endless abyss, with countless containers neatly arranged and extending downwards to no end.

It is hard to imagine how many breeding worlds the upper-level "immortals" in their eyes have established, requiring so many containers to carry them.

Without the magical abilities granted by the monster, the heavenly soldier, who was no longer able to fly, looked up at the passage in the dome.

He reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, a ferocious look appeared on his face. Without any hesitation, he ignited his own blood and energy, turning it into a fireball of blood and energy and flew into the sky.

Perhaps death is at the end of the passage, but he has no other choice.

Even if it means death, we must charge towards the last glimmer of hope without hesitation.

Passing through the passage and flying high into the sky, the heavenly soldiers were stunned by the scene before them.

Below were countless huge cylindrical containment buildings, and he escaped from one of them.

As you continue to fly upwards, you can see spiritual patterns crisscrossing the earth. There are at least a dozen space channels connecting to other worlds in operation.

The heavenly soldier gritted his teeth and continued to burn his blood, flying higher and higher, fleeing towards the unknown distance.

More than ten minutes later, the heavenly soldiers flew out of the island and into the boundless blue sea.

But he still did not stop flying, continuing to burn his already limited energy and blood, trying his best to escape into the distance.

If you stop at this time, you may be captured by the "immortals" in the fairy world at any time.

His consciousness became blurred during this period, and the already shattered sea of ​​​​consciousness space became even more shaky. The heavenly soldier didn't know how long he had been flying. Finally, his head tilted and he fainted completely. He turned into a fireball of blood and energy that streaked through the sky and fell straight to the sea.

boom!
The moment the body touches the sea surface, huge waves are raised and the boiling blood evaporates a large amount of sea water.

The sea water gradually submerged the body of the heavenly soldier, and he continued to sink.

At this moment, a figure controlled countless small silver fish to attack, and the fish bit the body of the heavenly soldier and dragged him to the shore.

But this process seems extremely difficult.

Soon, the body of the heavenly soldier was dragged ashore by the school of fish.

"Fuck, what did you eat to grow up? Why is your body so heavy? It really exhausted my good brother."

Although he did not exert any effort, Yu Yun, who was controlling the school of silvertail fish, subconsciously wiped his forehead, but there was no sweat.

Looking down at a silver-tailed fish that had rolled its eyes, Yu Yun reached out and fished it out from under the water, then said to the fish's open mouth:

"Good brother, it seems that you are no longer able to do it. You will merge into my body later and stay with me from now on."

After speaking, Yu Yun looked at the humanoid creature that was dragged to the shore. After his gaze focused, his analytical ability was activated, and relevant information continued to flood into his mind.

【Heavenly Soldiers】

Hunting level: 75 (the target has been stripped of its core power source and its body is severely damaged, so its hunting level assessment has been reduced to 75)
Target analysis: A creature from the top of the ecological chain of the Zenith World, originally a flesh and blood parasite raised by the Ascending Clan, breaking through the void and descending into the monster world.

……

"Even though he's seriously injured, he's still at level 75 in hunting. How strong!"

Yu Yun was very surprised when he saw the analysis information.

He was severely injured and on the verge of death, almost catching up with Brother Tianhuo. He could imagine how strong this guy called Tianbing must have been in his prime.

But what followed was ecstasy.

"Get rich!"

He raised his hand and took out a quality 8 blue battle axe from the space bag, then he rushed forward and started chopping.

But soon Yu Yun stopped.

He found that he had no way of breaking through the heavenly soldier's body defense, and the battle axe hit the heavenly soldier, causing pain in his hand.

The opponent didn't lose any blood, but he lost a lot of blood instead.

"Damn it, I don't know where to start!"

　(_) Today's 10,000 words are completed.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)