No wonder, we were previously referred to as a lower-level Seeker civilization.

On our side, the fourth realm is like someone holding a gun, yet doesn't even know how to use their powerful weapon, missing so many phases...

We just directly unleash a soul bombardment.

What about them?

They use soul clusters, split out pure awakening energies, establish an energy structure as their innate divine power, then strike out!

"But, it's to be expected, we're very weak, as we've developed not long ago."

Fu Qingjun narrowed his eyes.

The current situation is:

The two factions of those "Dark Titans" are harboring the rebelling Mayan civilization humans, corralling these mortals to nurture their True God.

They even spare no effort to lure these Ant Demon Country with some benefits:

The orthodox method of cultivation for the fourth realm!

"I seriously suspect that this soul stratification, establishing innate divine powers, is related to breaking through the fifth realm."

"After all, they claim it's orthodox, they can use this method to break through to the fifth realm..."

"But, they keep revealing this to the natives, aren't they afraid we'll break through the fifth realm and surpass them?" Fu Qingjun felt cold inwardly,

"Not right... not right..."

"I understand their intentions now."

"They believe revealing traces to us doesn't matter! We can't deduce the true method of breakthrough in a short time, even if we do deduce the fifth realm, they've already broken through to the fifth realm, and possibly revived that ancient existence successfully! The creatures on this planet, aren't they like fish in a barrel?"

Who could withstand the revival of that existence?

"So essentially, I'm still on a path to death, unless... I can use these traces to somehow accelerate the evolution of civilization, and break through to the fifth realm early!"

Fu Qingjun narrowed his eyes.

...

...

The Moon.

In the darkness.

In the endless craters, there is complete silence.

The world seems shrouded in a dark reddish-brown blood mist, within a mysterious pulsing flesh palace.

"This place is too eerie, I must go amidst the flesh, to worship the ancient forbidden existence." A leader spoke, "As one of His divine blood offspring, I should sacrifice life to awaken a trace of the ancient starry existence's will."

"Are you going to—"

An elderly person with pulsating flesh, who seemed to be a European to begin with, blonde hair and blue eyes exuding a mysterious air, couldn't help but say, "Isn't this a bit too cautious?"

The leader spoke with arms crossed behind his back: "What Great Flood, what Jiaxia, it's too bizarre, obviously just the ridiculous myths and legends of the natives."

"Leader, if you go into the flesh and worship that existence, your life..." Someone spoke excitedly.

"Not afraid of death."

The Mist Giant said, "Back then, my aptitude was indeed the strongest, but now the era is different, the geniuses of the new era can already break through to become True Gods... My strong aptitude is now limited in potential, and I'm just a false god... So let it be life as a price to explore whether it is a lie."

"But clearly it's the natives' joke, impossible...." Someone remarked.

"Just in case." The leader slowly entered the palace. He was too cautious!

He was completely captivated by that existence in the mist.

All the divine blood descendants must prioritize resurrecting Him, even at the cost of life!

Just a little exploration, then the lie, would be dispelled... no attack...

What's life loss?

If Fu Qingjun were here, he would be utterly helpless, as the opposition leaves him no chance.

Rustle.

"Great ancient immortal existence, I shall dedicate my life..."

The leader whispered towards the wreckage floating in the void.

That wasn't an existence perceivable by sight or sense.

That resides in another space-time, floating in another parallel cosmos.

Uloo uloo——

An invisible gale roared.

As if some evil existence's murmurs, like incredible suspicious sounds, mixed with enormous hatred.

"It's Him... the Celestial Emperor"

...

"Is this planet His homeland after His fall?"

...

The voice carried a refreshing killing intent.

But quickly awakened momentarily, then slumbered again.

The group heard just a few voices, getting goosebumps all over.

That resentment.

That familiar tone.

Could it really be....??

The divine blood followers exchanged glances in fear!

Was the prehistoric Great Flood real?

The sky collapsed, the ground caved in,

Gods died, demons perished...

Their god was indeed one of the gods and demons on this planet,

But before, it was completely impossible before their eyes!!!

Only these descendants knew the horror of this existence!! Even just the remnants of the fallen being, a part of the remaining divine thought, turned into endless resentment shrouding the entire planet.

How powerful was this existence in life?

It was the real starry heaven forbidden existence, stretching out void-pulsing tentacles, evil, dark, indescribable horror, even a planet could easily be crushed like a glass bead with one hand, right?

Could the mere ocean of a planet drown Him?

Utterly absurd.

But before their eyes, they have no choice but to believe it, this unimaginable vast existence was merely one of those gods and demons back then among many others? The mystery of this planet was so deeply hidden? Could time travel the past and future also be??

...

At this moment, Fu Qingjun blinked,

"Moruo is indeed despicable, but these stories tricked them, although they are evidently not stupid, they remain skeptical until now, who knows how long it can be stalled..."

"Still have to develop the era."

Fu Qingjun said helplessly,

"I just don't know why Earth suffered this sudden disaster, who brought these devils here..."

Fu Qingjun always felt, too much discord.

Why did the advanced civilization come over? This isn't a sudden coincidence, it can be explained.

"Never mind, still have to let me save it." Fu Qingjun scratched his head.

He wrote with the pen tip, "Plan for breaking through the fifth realm"

First, the establishment of a sandbox civilization is necessary, toss some strong ones inside, concealing it so Moruo cannot discover, cannot see its progress.

Second, time must be fast.

According to normal time, it's absolutely impossible to deduce the fifth realm.

They dare to let you spread the message, even if you find traces, it might take a thousand years... which equals a thousand days.

By then, it's all gone cold, hence they remain fearless...

Concerning this, Fu Qingjun also thought of a method, the Spirit Time House!

The interior space of the ship can be artificially propelled, accelerating the passage of time, but currently, Fu Qingjun's ability is too low, can't be used broadly... can only accommodate a small number of people.

But inside, using it as a secret realm for cultivation for people in civilization is still feasible.

"As for the selection of people, naturally bring a group with the strongest aptitude over, Yudula, Emperor Liu, Qin Hong...." Fu Qingjun tapped his fingers, listing a group of names.

The specially dispatched cultivation talents, are you.

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.