Chapter 3 Xi Shi, Ye Tiandi Assassinated (Combined into one large chapter) _2
Tushan's Second in Charge: "I find myself at a loss for words!"
「God's kingdom.」
"Yue Girl Sword, Ah Qing!"
Seated on the Divine Temple Throne, Hongmeng gazed at the shepherdess. She had a melon seed-shaped face, long eyelashes, large eyes, fair skin, and a slender figure; her appearance was quite exquisite. She wore a light green dress and was delicate and gentle. Her voice was tender and clear. Innocent and lively, she radiated an aura of natural purity and an innate sword intent.
It is said that her skill could not be matched even by three thousand Yue armed warriors.
According to Old Jin's novels, the earlier a character appears in the chronology, the stronger they are. Thus, Ah Qing could be considered the pinnacle of Jin's works.
Having glanced at Ah Qing and Xi Shi, Hongmeng withdrew his consciousness and no longer paid them attention.
No matter how formidable Ah Qing was, she was just a character from a martial arts story.
No matter how beautiful Xi Shi was, she was just a mortal beauty.
In God's kingdom, there was no shortage of beautiful women.
Hongmeng withdrew his consciousness and focused his mind.
Nine Fortune Golden Dragons surrounded him, and the Civilization Halos behind his head slowly revolved, each halo evolving the true essence and profundity of a civilization.
For instance, the Martial Arts Civilization Aura expounded the true meaning of the Martial Path between heaven and earth, the origin of the Martial Path. If any cultivators of the Martial Path were present, a single glance could grant them sudden enlightenment, causing their Cultivation Level to skyrocket and allowing them to comprehend martial Divine Skills.
The other halos, such as the Immortal Civilization Aura, the Buddhist Civilization Aura, and the Demon Path Civilization Aura, were similar, each unfolding their own infinite mysteries.
Hongmeng's consciousness submerged itself in them as if swimming in an ocean of Daos, greedily absorbing the endless truths of these Daos.
A wide variety of paths emerged.
There was the God-King Level Path of Amitabha, the Path of Destruction, the Asura Path, the Way of Life, the Path of Evil, and the Path of Blazing Flames.
There were also the Lord God Level Path of Creation, Path of Destruction, Path of Space, Path of Lust, Path of Greed, Path of Water, Path of Fire, Path of Earth, Path of Wind, Path of Light, and The Way of Darkness...
There were hundreds of Lord God Level paths alone, and the Heavenly God Level paths were even more numerous, truly countless.
Each path transformed into a small, colorful dragon, all of them dancing around Hongmeng.
VMM.
However, when a purple path of a mere Heavenly God Level appeared, all other paths—whether Lord God Level or God-King Level—made way. They encircled it as if paying homage to the king of paths.
This purple path was Hongmeng's fundamental path—the Hongmeng Path.
The Hongmeng Path devoured and absorbed the essence and quintessence of the surrounding paths, continuously growing stronger, evolving myriad paths and infinite worlds...
Magnificent and colorful.
Miraculous and wondrous.
「Between heaven and earth.」
At some unknown point, the sound of the Great Dao resonated, and celestial music filled the air.
In God's kingdom, countless ancient trees swayed, exulting joyously.
Numerous Divine Beasts prostrated themselves, reverent and congratulatory.
"Our God's cultivation has broken through again!"
Feeling the joyful atmosphere in God's kingdom, Ah Yin, Wang Yuyan, Medusa, Ya Fei, and other Heroic Spirits had come to expect this, genuinely feeling delighted.
They each knelt on the ground, praying devoutly.
"Ding! Your Heroic Spirits are praying to you. You have gained two hundred units of Pure power of faith. With a one hundred thousand-fold amplification, you have received twenty million units of Origin Power."
"Ding! Your Heroic Spirits are praying to you. You have gained one thousand units of Pure power of faith. With a one hundred million-fold amplification, you have received one hundred billion units of Origin Power."
"Ding! Your Heroic Spirits are praying to you…"
Of course, such notification sounds did not actually ring in Hongmeng's mind, because he had long since muted them. Such prayers would occur countless times every day; if not muted, he would eventually end up with a split psyche.
Only notifications of new, special prayers would sound in Hongmeng's mind.
For example, Hongmeng could hear the first prayer from newcomers in the chat group and would cast a sliver of his consciousness to pay attention. As for ordinary believers, he generally did not concern himself with them.
He now had over a trillion believers. If he were to listen to each and every one, he would surely be driven insane.
Of course, if Hongmeng truly wanted to understand the information from his believers, with his current power, he could instantly view all their information with but a single thought.
VMM. VMM.
Above Hongmeng's head, a purple sea of clouds churned. Upon closer inspection, one would discover this sea of clouds was connected to billions of faith channels.
Countless units of Power of Faith converged into this sea of clouds.
This sea of clouds was the Hongmeng Path.
It was also the sky of God's kingdom.
BOOM.
Suddenly, the sea of clouds rolled tempestuously, trembling fiercely, and then quickly expanded nearly twofold. A supreme and mighty, sacred and holy, venerable and noble heavenly might permeated the air.
All spirits prostrated themselves.
All beasts bowed their heads.
"Middle Stage of the Heavenly God Level!"
Hongmeng opened his eyes, the purple Dao flickering within them.
Open Up Chaos.
Evolve Chaos.
Profound.
Mysterious.
At that moment, the Hongmeng Path advanced further, reaching the Middle Stage of the Heavenly God Level.
This minor realm breakthrough did not cause any significant changes in God's kingdom. Or rather, the changes were not immediately obvious.
Because the area had not expanded.
In a Middle-thousand World, area is not the most important aspect. What matters is the fundamental essence of God's kingdom.
However, Ah Yin, Gu Xun'er, and others could feel that the space of God's kingdom had strengthened once again. It was now so resilient that even the Golden Dragon King, at the Peak of Lord God and master of the Path of Power, would find it very difficult to damage its fabric.
Naturally, they felt joy in their hearts.
Hongmeng paid them no mind; he was still carefully sensing the changes from the breakthrough.
Although it was merely the breakthrough of a minor realm, his divine body, Divine Soul, and Dao had all made significant progress.
His strength had increased by at least a hundredfold, if not a thousandfold.
Time passed by, bit by bit.
Gu Yuena, Xiao Wu, the Ice Emperor, the Snow Emperor, Poseidon, Tang Yuehua, and Liu Erlong emerged from the Reincarnation Pool.
After Hongmeng stabilized his realm, he summoned them.
"We pay homage to our God," the seven women said respectfully.
"Rise," Hongmeng said.
Gazing at the beautiful women before him, with their radiant skin, alluring curves, and immortal-like grace, Hongmeng felt quite pleased.
These Heroic Spirits were not only beautiful but also possessed formidable Cultivation Levels and combat prowess.