Mythological origin

156 Intersection
"Golden light? Is it alone?" Lin Cheng barely understood Zhao Zilin's murmur.

He didn't think about it any further.

Because Lin Cheng suddenly felt that there was something wrong with the group of people in front of him, so he hurriedly turned on the combat power scanning system of the growth suit on his body.

"Level 22, Level 23, Level 29... Level [-]?!!"

Following the data provided by the scanning system, Lin Cheng finally knew something was wrong.

Among this group of people, there is actually a fifth-level existence equivalent to the rank of the imperial nobility!
"who are you?"

"DiDi, DiDi..."

Just as Lin Cheng was still in shock, a piercing alarm that only the user could hear sounded from his grooming suit.

It's a pity that it was too late to call the police. The next moment, he was grabbed by the back of the neck and lifted up like a cat, even wearing a grooming suit.

He struggled to turn on the rear-view system, and found that the guy who grabbed him casually was the guy who had just been prompted by the combat power scanning system to be at level [-].

A white-haired, muscular weirdo.

The opponent's movements were so fast that Lin Cheng couldn't react at all.

"I……"

Frightened by the opponent's aura, he couldn't even bring up the courage to speak, and his heartbeat accelerated crazily, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

Only then did Lin Cheng understand why the nobles of the empire seldom appear in front of everyone when they have nothing to do.

Because even if you are just stared at twice, it is really possible to stare at someone to death...

The deathly silence lasted for several breaths.

"Former... senior."

In the end, it was a female voice familiar to Lin Cheng who broke the silence.

The white-haired man looked away.

"I know who he is." Zhao Zilin who came to her senses gritted her teeth bravely and said.

With her cultivation in the late stage of foundation establishment, it really takes some courage to have a dialogue with a thousand-year-old master of the transformation stage in Megatron Realm.

"He is from another world that was also invaded by the Kuroshio."

"..."

"And the world he lives in has real immortals, so it should be the legendary fairy world."

"What did you say? A little girl from the Yin Yang sect, why do you know this?"

The white-haired muscular man was none other than Wei Wuya, a cultivator who transformed himself into a god from Yuanyang Realm.

After his brother Ji Xuande's ascension, he continued to study the matter of ascension.

As a result, a black round door appeared inexplicably in the secret room where the research was usually carried out.

Facing this unfamiliar door, Wei Wuya tried for a long time, but he was still at a loss.

In the end, he chose to take the upper hand.

Show good luck.

So he resolutely walked in.

When I came out, I was dizzy for a while because I was not used to it.

As for Zhao Zilin, when she was chased by the Kuroshio monster into a cave with the others, she suddenly realized that the two worlds were approaching, and inexplicably connected with Lin Cheng.

After a whirlwind, their group of hard-fated people who were hunted down appeared here.

"This is what Daoist said, the endless fairyland that merges with the countless realms of the Daochen Realm." After pondering for a while, Wei Wuya put Lin Cheng down and smiled, "Brother should have ascended here."

"Endless Immortal Realm?" Zhao Zilin didn't feel any difference from Yuanyang Realm.

"Your cultivation level is still relatively low, and you don't understand Yuanyang Realm's imprisonment of high-level monks at all." It feels good to get out of the cage, and Wei Wuya, who is in a good mood, is rarely amiable towards low-level monks.

Accidentally, he flew up?

……

"You're here?" Wei Wuya was secretly delighted when a somewhat hollow mechanical voice quietly appeared behind him.

This voice made him, who was bathed in the scorching sun, feel a chill in his heart.

"See Senior Daoist!"

The high-ranking monk's memory is so good, Wei Wuya instantly realized that it was the voice of Moyang Daoist who had dealt with him before.

He put away his smile, turned around and looked behind him.

An incomparably illusory figure is walking out of the sunlight.

It was exactly what Bai Mo looked like.

"This endless land, what do you think?"

"Forgive me that words cannot describe its greatness."

Wei Wuya's words were not pure flattery, it was largely from his heart.

When he just woke up from this world, his divine sense scanned the environment for hundreds of miles, including the sky and the ground.

Under his feet, there is actually a huge spiritual stone mine, which is larger than the largest spiritual mine in Yuanyang Realm.

If the other party is really the creator of such a world, Wei Wuya really doesn't know what to say.

The true creator god.

"..."

After hearing such an answer, the illusory white ink melted into the sunlight again and disappeared without saying anything.

……

"A mere cultivator at the beginning of the fifth level deserves your attention?" Farel, who also came to the endless land, took a deep look at Wei Wuya who was still a little apprehensive towards the air.

"He has carried a lot of luck, and has a three-point chance to become a fairy."

"In your eyes, ordinary true immortals like us are just bigger bugs." Farrell laughed at himself.

Just now, the incarnation of Ramdo's true immortal level only lasted for a dozen breaths in front of the thousand-handed monster that attacked the imperial fleet.

The gap between the seventh and eighth ranks, and between the eighth and ninth ranks is ridiculously large. She doesn't really believe that this Zhenyang star king will pay attention to a junior who has the potential to become a fairy.

……

"The sun seems to be gone...chocolate, what should we do?"

In a certain leader world, a quiet young man wearing glasses asked a girl who was still lying on the sofa quietly eating potato chips.

The girl seemed to have some characteristics of the monster race, with two cat ears on her head, which swayed from time to time.

"How many times have I said it, don't call it Ben Meow Chocolate anymore, it's been hundreds of years, why do you still have these strange XPs!"

"Okay, Miss Vanilla."

"..."

"Lin...yue...moving!!! You, Furui, have had enough control!" The cat-eared girl's fingertips began to flicker with lightning.

"Speak up if you have something to say, don't get excited, don't shock me..."

"There's a tall one standing on top of the sky. You are a special talent who receives a subsidy from the Imperial Academy of Sciences. It's not your turn to fight those monsters. Just hide and you'll be done." The cat-eared girl interrupted the other party's words, and then He suddenly turned serious and said.

"……All right."

The cat-eared girl, and the quiet young man Lin Yuedong, were once the Holy Pilgrims of the White Land hundreds of years ago.

However, Lin Yueji, as a special talent in biological sciences, was poached by the headhunters of the empire with a high salary. He voluntarily left the Land of White and came to the Holy Terra Empire, where he lived for 400 years.

He is a pioneer in the study of the monster race's transformation technique.

Today, the standardized shape art that allows countless monster races in the empire to smoothly integrate into human society was originally developed by Lin Yuedong.

(End of this chapter)