Ascension

"What's going on now? The goddess Ba rushed into Tushen Mountain, and then what?"

"Don't push me. I can vaguely see the blue sun that she transformed into, sinking into the gap of the valley, motionless. I don't know what it is doing."

"The same thing happened to the Great Desolate God. After he recovered from his split body, he only fought for a dozen rounds. How come he stopped fighting? The shocking battle we imagined doesn't seem to live up to its name..."

There are still many people who like to gossip.

They didn't dare to look closer and could only take a few quick glimpses from a distance.

And there is no clear reason for this. Some people are anxious and impatient, while others are mature and cautious.

Five hours.

For five whole hours, Tushen Mountain was completely silent.

Finally, the entangled blue sun and yellow light separated silently.

The yellow light in it rushed out of the territory of Tushen Mountain in a panic, rushing into the distance in a rather embarrassing manner:
“I will come back again!”

"Headless evil goddess, wait for me, I will let my grandfather beat the shit out of you!"

Araki Ant——he gritted his teeth and said some harsh words, then ran away in a panic.

His spiritual fluctuations roared through heaven and earth like a war drum; even hundreds or thousands of miles away, his shouting voice could be heard.

And then... the frying pan!

Those who had been patiently waiting for the outcome of the war of gods immediately used various communication methods to share first-hand battle reports.

Soon, the noise spread over tens of thousands of miles. Some Barbarian Saints raised their heads and let out long wolf howls, while some Demon Saints tucked their tails between their legs and hung their heads, walking through the tropical rainforest as if walking on thin ice.

"Report! Great victory in the first battle of Solar Abyss!"

"Tian Nu Ba has just returned and easily won the first place!"

"The Arashi-nig fled and mentioned 'Grandpa'. It seems that there is an even more powerful deity lurking in the desolate tomb!"

From saints to ordinary people, everyone spoke with passion and emotion.

In the myriad of heavens and worlds, the fetuses of gods are as rare as stars and have always been hard to come by.

The Araki Ants invaded the Earth God Mountain, killed the Bone God, and then occupied an area, causing great suffering to all living things and widespread resentment among the people.

Today, He got His retribution!

An evil god needs to be defeated by another evil god. Although the goddess Ba is the deity of the underworld, her reputation in the ancient universe spread far and wide, and she possesses terrifying influence and deterrence among the supreme race. With this victory, her ferocity is still as great as ever!
"Congratulations to the God of the Sun, congratulations to the God of the Sun!"

"Tushen Mountain, one of the eight mountains, is a place of great natural beauty second only to Mushen Mountain!"

"Although I was abused by the Great Desolate God before, my spirit is severely damaged."

“But after two or three epochs, life will return and billions of creatures can be hatched here again.”

"At that time, the master of a mountain can be compared with the master of all living things, and the king of a mountain can laugh at the wind and moon with the heavens!"

The resident envoy of Jukun Valley, the Saint King-level "Thirty-six-star Ladybug King", greeted the bone ship in a flattering manner.

It got a 60,000-year-old holy medicine from somewhere, and handed it over respectfully as a gift, then retreated humbly.

"Congratulations to the Hanba clan."

"Since the Great Desolate God has fled, the Earth God Mountain is under the supervision of the Heavenly Maiden Ba, and we can go back and report to the Wood God."

Lingyao and Lingshuo clasped their fists and politely left.

Miequan smiled playfully, and after watching these creatures leave, he waved his hand, and the bone ship accelerated rapidly and descended straight into the Tushen Mountain.

"Ancestor, everything is alright?"

Buddhist songs and morning dew came closer with a smile.

The goddess Ba occupied the body of the wild wood ant for five hours.

Over the years, at least 30 to 40 percent of the natural vitality of Tushen Mountain that was refined and integrated into the ancestor's body has been absorbed by the ancestor.

This pure and refined energy is undoubtedly the best medicine for the severely injured Tiannv Ba.

If the remains of the Bone God were added, perhaps a new head could be grown.

Once the perfect body of the ancient universe is fully restored, the Hanba clan will regain immortality, the heavens will be immortal, and the sun will be undefeated. Such glory is not far away.

"Crash!!"

The goddess Ba held up a green curtain to cover the Tushen Mountain again.

After casting the spell, He jumped into a deep pit. With a creepy friction sound, a broken corpse of a god was dragged out by Him.

"boom!"

The corpse fell to the ground, raising a lot of dust.

Ye Hanjun tried hard to hold back the tears in his eyes and glanced at the corpse.

Its bones are white, like a fish belly, crystal clear, pure and flawless.

Rich divine fluctuations attached to every inch of bones, and that hard texture could never be destroyed by the Holy King.

"The Bone God..."

Mang Hao, Yin Lao and Yang Lao sighed softly.

There were originally two major clans of gods in Tushen Mountain.

In the earliest times, the First God Clan was a lineage of corpse sacrifice, that is, the ancestor of Mang Hao.

When the patron saint of the corpse-sacrificing lineage died, the Bone Clan emerged and seized the honor of being the first clan of gods in Tushen Mountain.

Although there have been frictions between the two families since the ancient times, there are more ties between them.

Whether it is the corpse-sacrificing lineage or the bone-sacrificing lineage, frequent intermarriages have made them treat each other as their own children.

"Poor Bai Gu clan, born with glory, but fell into decline so suddenly."

"If it weren't for the White Bone God sacrificing himself to fight the Great Desolation God, not even one-third of our people would have been able to escape from the Earth God Mountain..."

Elder Yin and Elder Yang bow deeply.

Mang Hao also clapped his hands on his chest, exercising the utmost courtesy.

Miequan, Foge, Zhaolu, Yangqi, Shiju, Shili and Lie Xinxin watched silently.

When their eyes can no longer bear the terrifying divine fluctuations, they will turn their heads away and close their eyes to rest.

"Ancestor, these bones seem to have also been robbed of a lot of vitality by the wild wood ants..."

"I wonder if the Godhead of Hades has been preserved? As for that wild wood ant, it may not have mastered the method of condensing and stagnating the Godhead..."

"..."

The goddess Ba stood still, only reaching one hand into the corpse to search.

After a long while, He stood up and looked at the sky with his empty neck:

"It is not among the corpses. It has already returned to nature."

"However, the spirit-absorbing strange wood of the wild wood ants has the characteristics of sealing and plundering."

"The fragments of the Godhead are scattered throughout this world. With some effort, I can piece them together..."

As she spoke, the goddess Ba pointed a finger.

The light of glass flashed, and a sparkling irregular fragment quietly floated on his fingertips.

"Phew! That's great!"

Miequan breathed a sigh of relief and said excitedly:

“Please cast a spell to help me seize the godhood of Hades!”

"My hope of attaining enlightenment depends entirely on the care of the First Ancestor!"

The goddess Ba nodded her neck and said to herself:

"Condensing the godhead is no small matter."

"I need two hundred years to complete this task with all my strength."

"Also, I want nine-tenths of the corpse of the White Bone God."

"The remaining tenth, divide it among you. Practicing the Way of the Netherworld together will surely be beneficial."

"Yes!"

Miequan and Muyi responded respectfully.

Then, in full view of everyone, the Destroying Fist, who was half a step away from becoming a god, reached out and grabbed.

I saw a white bone over a hundred meters long carried on his shoulder like a mace. The heavy aura comparable to that of a mountain made him grimace in pain.

“Wow, a lot of divinity has passed away, and it’s still so magical.”

"As expected of a god of the underworld who specializes in the way of bones, the hardness of his bones in his prime is probably even stronger than that of the ancestor."

Miequan tried to pinch it and found it was hard.

He bit it again with his teeth, and after a while he rubbed his cheeks, his face twitching as he said:

"I have already cultivated to the pseudo-god realm. It doesn't matter whether I absorb or refine it."

“Let’s use it as a weapon. When we strike them unexpectedly, the other Half-Step Gods will surely die.”

"Third brother, you are blessed."

"Absorbing the nutrients from the bones, you will definitely reach the highest level of saintly perfection."

"When I obtain the godhood and go into seclusion to prove my truth, you may be able to ascend to the level of a half-step god."

"In this way, my Hanba clan has never had a shortage of food, hehe."

"Oh!"

Mu Yi picked up a slightly smaller bone, pressed his claws on it, and carefully felt the divine fluctuations in it.

After a long time, his eyes sparkled, and although he said nothing, his expression and actions showed that the gods should not be underestimated.

"Ah? Am I included?"

Lieyan Mu Shoucong hugged the bone fragment that Miequan had passed to him, and could not help scratching the red onion on his head, saying with great fear:
"Xiaocong, I practice the way of monsters and beasts, and also the way of blazing flames."

"This bone-like divine object seems useless in my hand..."

"No use? Then use it for decoration!"

"When the First Ancestor takes us out hunting, everyone who sees it gets a share."

"If we can't get any benefits, then it would be a waste of time, right? That would be too boring." Miequan was very enthusiastic. Ye Liuying, Jinwu, Liesheng... all had a share.

Even Guagua had one. Although it was only the size of a human fingernail, it felt like a lump of iron when Guagua held it in his arms. It made him stagger and almost fall to the ground.

"Wow, it feels so good to have a big boss protecting me..."

Lieyan Mu Shoucong wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, but his eyes were still tearful:

"It's a pity that shallots don't have divinity. This thing is heavy, hot, and dazzling."

"God-killer Shura, please keep it for me. I'll ask you to return it later."

Hearing this, Ye Hanjun, who was staring at the bones in front of him in a daze, came to his senses.

He waved his hand, rejecting Lieyanmu Shoucong's proposal.

Objects with strong divine fluctuations are rare in the world and can be carried by space props.

Ye Hanjun had tried it just now. The only place on his body that could accommodate a piece of the White Bone God's bones was the Dharmakaya heaven and earth corresponding to the Ten Kings of Hell.

But by doing so, the Flesh and Blood Furnace would overclock, and he would feel like he had taken a magic elixir, his cheeks flushed and his spirit extremely high.

"Fushan, this is a reward for you, hold it in your mouth and play with it."

Ejifla kicked and threw a bone that was more than ten meters long in front of the ferocious beast Fushan.

"Ho ho ho! Ho ho ho!"

Thanks to the synchronous promotion effect of the Slave of Lust, Fushan, like the Wings of Terror, has long been the king of the holy beasts who has reached the highest level of perfection.

It smelled the bone stick and retreated dozens of steps in fear.

After observing secretly and finding that although the bone stick was terrifying, it did not actually have a strong murderous intent, he slowly put it in his mouth.

After a while, Fushan got the first toy in his life.

The bones of the White Bone God are used as teeth grinding sticks. If outsiders were to watch, they would surely be shocked.

"The little succubus is so generous, she is worthy of being the daughter of the Seven Sins Demon."

Miequan gave a thumbs up and praised happily:

"Would you like another one? You are one of the few contracted partners who possesses divinity and can better resist the pressure of the Bone God."

"What do I want it for? Grind it up and make a beauty ointment?"

Ejifla rolled her eyes at Miequan and fixed her nails on her own. There was no greed or desire on her pretty face.

"Just see the world, that's all. Spirits that are not suitable for me are useless."

"Besides, this was obtained by the God of Drought. I didn't contribute anything at all. I feel unworthy of it."

"Tsk tsk tsk, quite unique."

"Little succubus, I'm rooting for you!"

Miequan laughed loudly, and suddenly led everyone back to the bone ship:
"Alright, alright. Let's stay at the border of Earth God Mountain and wait quietly for the ancestor to cast a spell."

"If any creature from the outside world tries to break through this green curtain, if the first warning doesn't work, just kill them directly. There is no need to worry about anything."

Ye Hanjun and Mang Hao nodded in response.

Two hundred years is neither long nor short.

He is in silent hibernation, secretly supported by the Lord of Catastrophe Crows. Although he has some worries in his heart, he finds it difficult to intervene.

Ejifla is a guaranteed demigod, and what she lacks is time, so Ye Hanjun doesn’t need to worry about her.

Juexian likes different environments to understand new music.

When Tushen Mountain first arrived, it showed the sufferings of the world, which was exactly what it wanted.

And Mu Yi - after successfully obtaining the divine bones, he naturally had to strive for the realm of supreme saintliness and perfection. As long as he focused on it, this step would come naturally.

Gua Gua, Hua Zhu and E Daxian, who have achieved minor sainthood.

Whether you are playful or love fighting, there are so many opponents here that it is no problem to change up your tactics every day, and your life is visibly fulfilling.

As for Lazy, Qi, and Xiong... these three little guys are more troublesome.

Since being favored by the Law of Laziness, the core personality has transformed into four words.

The lazy lion slept soundly day and night. No matter how the sheep Xiaoqi and the snake Xiaoxiong kicked and bit them, it ignored them.

Helplessly, She Xiaoxiong took on the mission of being the leader.

It would take Yang Xiaoqi to fight, compete with the descendants of the Hanba clan, and compete with Mang Hao. It would be covered in wounds time and time again, but it would also be full of energy time and time again.

……

The Second Era of the Neozoic Era, Year 2350.

Mu Yi broke through the barriers and regained the highest level of sainthood.

On this day, a bloody light descended from the sky, causing the green curtain to sway back and forth.

Sitting upright on the bone altar, Muyi slowly opened the single eye on his forehead.

In an instant, a blinding murderous light seemed to burn the heaven and earth, and it was so majestic that Yin Lao and Yang Lao turned their heads away, not daring to look directly at him.

"good."

The goddess Ba, who was wandering at the four corners of Tushen Mountain, cast a spiritual gaze.

After seeing through Mu Yi's full flesh and blood soul, He conveyed a ray of relief, and then disappeared without a trace.

"Hahaha, you have stood at the pinnacle of holiness twice. Third brother, if a false god rushed towards you now, are you sure you can kill it like slaughtering a chicken?"

Miequan, who was sitting cross-legged beside Muyi, let out a long roar towards the sky. He was even happier than Guagua.

Hearing this, Mu Yi remained indifferent, still immersed in the insights after the bloodline shackles were broken, muttering to himself:

"I ascended twice, and the bloodlines that were sealed earlier merged..."

"My divinity seems to have tripled, and I am infinitely close to the half-step to becoming a god..."

Mu Yi clenched his fists, his body sometimes escaping into the spirit world and sometimes manifesting itself in reality.

After going back and forth, he began to understand the change in power, and then... he punched at Miequan's face!

"Come on! I've been waiting for you!"

Miequan was well prepared.

He was on guard all the time, as if he knew that Mu Yi would definitely use him as a test.

"boom!!"

Miequan's arms became three times thicker in an instant, and the infinite brute force caused blue veins to appear on his neck.

The ground was heard shaking ten times, and the two corpses flew backwards, one to the left and one to the right.

The destroying fist flew only a thousand meters before it immediately stabilized its body and launched a counterattack again.

Mu Yi retreated five kilometers and barely stopped.

But he also did not hesitate, curled his toes, and kicked the rushing Mianquan again.

"boom!!"

It was a kick that shook the sky and the earth, and a big hole appeared briefly in the void.

He kicked out, but before the corpse claws of the destroying fist could pierce him, Mu Yi transformed into a ghost and cleverly avoided the edge.

The next second, he appeared behind the destroyer, seized the opportunity when he raised his arm, and hit his side with his shoulder and elbow, making a thunderous sound and hitting his ear again.

"Bang bang bang bang!!"

The two gods of the Hanba tribe fought back and forth, and the fight was fierce.

In a trance, everyone seemed to see that in that unusually brilliant ancient universe, Mu Yi had also fought with Mie Quan.

But at that time, Mu Yi was already the number one under the gods.

However, Miequan has not yet reached the state of saintly perfection and is still a younger generation who is working hard.

Today, Miequan has fought back by virtue of his higher rank.

But if he wanted to capture Mu Yi, force him to lose his combat capability, or make him surrender voluntarily, it would be as difficult as finding a needle in a haystack.

"No more fighting, no more fighting, Third Brother is a monster!"

"Just the move of turning into a ghost makes my strength useless. Anyone who comes here will be furious!"

After three hours of fighting, Miequan fled first and took the initiative to call a truce.

He didn't have many injuries on his body.

He was just panting and looked like he was about to collapse.

On the other hand, Mu Yi is still standing, upright like a stone tablet.

But his face was pale, his flesh was turned inside out, and the blood flowing from the soles of his feet was enough to gather into a trickle.

"Gua! Grandpa Muyi seems to have been defeated, but he is fighting against a higher level!"

"The Supreme Saint vs. the Half-Step God, in the eyes of others, it is bound to lose, and it is impossible to turn defeat into victory!"

"But Grandpa Mu Yi still has a trump card that he hasn't used yet! The unrivaled "Corpse Emperor" consumes a lot of energy, and it is difficult to contain the power after it is released. If Grandpa Mu Yi doesn't use it, he will always be invincible!"

The lively Gua Gua pretends to be a cheerleader and cheers.

Ye Hanjun smiled slightly, also looking forward to it.

When the Corpse Emperor really uses it against the enemy, how many Half-Step Gods in the world will have absolute confidence that they can take it head-on?

"Third brother, take one more step, and the sea will be wide enough for fish to leap!"

"But I am destined to ride on your head. I will be the second generation ancestor of the Hanba tribe. You can take it away later. I will be ranked third among the gods and third among the ancestors. That's good, so that the little Hanba tribes in the future won't be confused about the order!"

Miequan has no hair, otherwise he would definitely grab a handful of his bangs, imitate the non-mainstream and show off for a while.

Mu Yi's temperament was calmer and more indifferent than his. The joy of regaining the highest level of sainthood had long been smoothed out during the exchanges.

"Next, all that's left is for the ancestor to condense his godhood..."

"I wonder how he has been recuperating over the years. Can he produce a new head?"

"The enemy of the Ancient Universe, if nothing unexpected happens, should be the Heavenly Lord mentioned by the Ancient Evil God... The closer the strength is to the past, the more likely unknown dangers are to come..."

"Mie Quan, you and I must not be careless. The Hanba clan...it won't be so easy to return to its heyday." (End of this chapter)