My Bottle Cosmos

"What is this?" The Demi-God of the Bitter Race shouted.

"Our Martial Path race is a race that integrates all techniques," he said urgently, "It is the cornerstone of all transformations, capable of performing Martial Path to twist the heavens and earth."

This Martial Arts Celestial Emperor accumulated strength quietly for a long time.

When the No.1 Wizard World and No.2 Apocalypse World broke through to Demi-God, the Martial World No.3 was still in hibernation.

With the command to forge 'Musashi,' he studied day and night, already establishing mature concepts and multiple supreme martial arts.

Truly bringing martial arts cultivation into this world.

It is neither extreme nor unorthodox.

It follows a righteous path, grand and open, allowing anyone to learn suitable martial arts, their own exclusive Dharma Method.

This is destined to have the potential of a great race.

At this moment, a small figure had formed in the golden martial body of this Celestial Emperor, and the residing Crystal Core was not octahedral, but turned into a round pill.

It was obvious that it had departed from the structure of the Crystal Core race, carving its own path.

This man was gaunt, with a pale complexion, yet gave off a naturally refined aura, his eyes clear like a spring.

He flipped through the 'Bitter Race Demi-God Atlas' martial arts secret manual, shaking his head repeatedly:

"This race is too weak; such talent is equivalent to the Iron Level Martial Arts in our world. Truly Iron Body Technique, you are not without potential, yet you used this to become a Demi-God?"

"I understand your pursuit of realms; falling behind means death, but now that I've arrived, the times should change."

For a martial arts fanatic like him, this land made him very uncomfortable.

What kind of mess is this?

Using the most wasteful Iron Level Martial Arts of Jianghu to cultivate to Demi-God?

What nonsense is that?

This competition is too poor.

"You no longer have Demi-God protection; enter my race."

He gently opened his mouth, and there was a tiger's roar and dragon's chant.

Whoosh!

The entire tall and thin Bitter Race person was blown, shedding their skin and flakes.

It seemed their clothes were blown away, revealing a gaunt Martial Human Race body.

"Us?"

"Us?"

They looked at their appearance, surprisingly becoming skeletal frames, gaunt human race, with a ravenous hunger surging over them.

"I'm so hungry!"

In the blink of an eye, they had already mutated, the entire land turning into a Martial Path Race, rushing to replenish their twisted energy structure.

And this was the Northwest Bitter Race Secret Realm.

One of the smallest secret realms among the eight great secret realms.

With a thought, he contemplated traveling to other places to spread martial arts.

"I will leave behind secret manuals for you to study and cultivate."

With a stretch of his hand, he pointed at the Bitter Race Demi-God, who had been knocked down in cultivation, dropping to Legendary Peak status, and countless secret techniques and martial arts began to pour in.

"You were once a Demi-God; I have lowered your realm, mutated you into the Martial Race. Re-cultivation presents a better future for you."

Saying that, he waved his hand, capturing a space fragment.

Whoosh!

Riding a small fragment, traversing through the void, heading to the next great secret realm.

Just like that, an ailing, pale Emperor from the Martial World traveled across all lands.

The vast lands across various subspaces began to tremble.

"How is it possible?"

"Where did such a powerful race come from, previously unknown, capable of defeating our Demi-God with a single move?"

"Everyone believed those eight-headed Demi-Gods had perfected the six Demigod Fate Map fragments, the strongest existence in the world, yet they were defeated with a single move, even their realm stripped, transforming into a mysterious martial arts secret manual."

"I saw the name of that secret manual's ultimate technique, it was called 'Eight-Phase Celestial Dragon'! It records the innate ultimate technique of the race of eight-headed Demi-Gods!"

"How is it possible that all races' talents, in front of this Martial Arts Civilization, turned into learnable martial arts secret manuals?"

"Curse it! If I could obtain that martial arts secret manual's ultimate technique, inherit its Fate Map, wouldn't I??"

Someone found this simply unbelievable.

This suddenly emerged invincible figure disrupted the 'rules of the game.'

On this path of the Divine, everyone competed fiercely, who wasn't fighting tooth and nail? Treading over mountains of corpses and seas of blood? Displaying their tactics, resorting to forced growth?

Everyone was rushing realms, not cultivating combat power.

Anyway, everyone had poor combat power, equally no better.

Some even deliberately simplified their race to break through the incredible realm earlier, not creating races in a powerful and potential direction, turning themselves into the simplest, least potent simple race.

They hoped their Fate Map was small enough, maybe just several rings to complete everything, becoming the earliest True God.

To them, even the weakest True God is still a God!

Surely capable of ruling the entire era.

Now, in an era where everyone raced to see who could coast best like deadwood, an individual like you appeared, how can one not be shocked?

This ailing Emperor spoke:

"No wonder you all can cultivate so quickly."

"Evolve a low-level race, then start cultivating all the way here according to the Demi-God Dharma Method provided by the ruins!"

"I will sever the realms of all Demi-Gods, all shall enter my race."

As these words fell, everyone fell silent.

With all races unified, only his Martial Path Race remained.

But before they could marvel, all Demi-Gods from various spaces were captured, their realms severed, Fate Maps stripped, transforming into martial arts secret manuals.

The subordinate races without Demi-God protection were immediately mutated.

In less than six months.

The entire land became a Martial Human Race land, restructured to completely unify the world.

At the center of each continent, a bright Martial Arts Divine Hall stood.

The Demi-Gods who had originally been knocked down in realm had already become part of the Martial Path Race, stationed within, beginning to re-cultivate.

"The way of martial arts, born naturally with intent, creation forms the secret manual, thus martial arts are endless, techniques are endless."

"One can observe the rules of heaven and earth to form a secret manual, to mold the softness of rivers, to break the heaviness of mountains..."

At the Martial Path Divine Hall, there was a statue of a pale, gaunt Emperor, sacred and magnificent.

People watched, the wall behind left a fist, a foot, a sword... within them, they felt various martial arts moods.

Vast as rivers and seas, heavy as mountains and rivers, holy sounds echoed in their hearts, narrating various martial arts ultimate skills.

The crowd found it unbelievable.

Martial arts, there are yet such supreme techniques, leaving one's ultimate skills here.

Seemingly spiritual manuals of cultivation!

In reality, any life's characteristics can become a secret manual, extracting the essence, cultivating into the body.

"One person sweeps across the world, Twilight of the Gods? How terrifying is this?"

"His combat power is too fierce, various ultimate skills come readily, unimaginable."

"No grievance in losing! Entering this race, seeing all sorts of martial arts texts, I realize how powerful, with unimaginable might!"

"A race encompassing ten thousand races, how terrifying is it?"

Some even began to feel excited; becoming part of this race was not a loss!

Originally, everyone had their garbage race's track, mixed and matched, vicious competition, comparing who was more garbage, faster, but now?

All were unified into an immense, vast track.

Everyone was part of the Martial Race, all cultivating very slowly, but being one race, balanced out, no fear of vicious competition from others.

It's just good money competing with each other.

At the same time, martial arts cultivation was slow.

This Demigod's Fate Map of martial arts, at least over a hundred rings of a super-large Fate Map.

Although the path looked unimaginably long, everyone was a martial arts demigod, mutually hunting in waves...

Finishing this path may not be slow!

The entire land, countless people began to accept reality.

"Unifying eight races is a good thing."

"Hahaha, that demigod was knocked down from the realm, just like our legendary heroes, everyone on the same starting line, instead, we benefit."

But some also said:

"What's the use? Martial Arts Celestial Emperor, that Martial Fanatic, one person can suppress all the martial arts demigods, harvest the Fate Map! Our martial arts secret manuals!"

However, this information was quickly analyzed.

That lunatic, frail and sickly, fearing he wouldn't live long, possibly cultivated the "Celestial Heart Technique," absorbing the world's martial arts.

One person simultaneously cultivating several martial arts was already a genius.

Cultivating more, sure to go mad, but that lunatic was so bold, cultivating unknown martial arts without fear of dying.

"Hahaha, this is the first time we've seen such a selfless person!"

"He's a fool."

...

And in the shadows.

Minis of the Wizard World constantly watched the internal continent of the subspace, indeed slightly frowning.

"That subworld was initially mixed and matched, each secret realm was absorbing each other, but demigods, to speed up cultivation, had rough foundation, weak potential, now to be reshaped."

Mysterious Martial Path Race, unified the world.

Its potential was stronger than their race in the Wizard World, most crucially it had infinite possibilities.

"This race, possibly that one." Now, Minis spoke.

After all, that one was a Martial Arts Civilization native, this Martial Arts Civilization was so powerful and defiant, saying it was accidental was unbelievable.

"They indeed have geniuses!" The Holy Dragon said: "Makes me want to mutate into the Martial Path Race, it looks very strong."

Despite these words, it was impossible.

Cultivation couldn't be cultivated, especially such a high-class skill race.

These years, the Holy Dragon surprisingly created a long-lived race, relying on its basic demigod instincts to evolve, planning to endure the demigod realm.

This race, low in potential, estimated to naturally evolve over tens of thousands of years, could complete the Fate Map evolution.

But waiting tens of thousands of years?

Of course not.

He planned to find a Divine Country of a hundred years in one day, to sleep in.

Sleeping anywhere was sleeping, wasn't it?

"Minis, hope to see you next time."

With a face full of emotion, the Holy Dragon patted the belly of this Elf Divine King, "Don't let me have to tell the story of the Atabians to the descendants when I come out."

Minis was a bit speechless.

This Divine Country wasn't it he painstakingly found?

If he died, did he think he could sleep here? Enjoy the benefits of the Time Secret Realm?

...

At this moment, in Li Qing's eyes, this was the situation.

Li Qing forcefully air-dropped, parachuting into the chicken mission battlefield of the Third Martial Arts World's Emperor, starting to map this subspace world.

While the Second Apocalypse World and First Wizard World, other room brothers silently watched, being shadowy figures, hiding to see how he performed moves.

The Emperor said: "In the Martial Arts Era, one should eradicate all creation cells of demigods, construct twelve Martial Arts Holy Steles, supplying the world's people, evolving martial arts secret manuals."

His operation was simple, directly perfectly copying the Third Martial Arts World here.

All the Creation Gods disfavored, but all people were cheering, this concentrated divine power, returned for everyone to use.

Countless people began to praise this one's achievements.

He spread martial arts, pacifying this disorderly era, establishing the order of an extraordinary civilization.

He cut down the Gods, weakened all the fathers, providing their creation power to everyone.

The entire land, eight constantly condensing great secret realms, welcomed a new era.

The Martial Arts Era, also belonged to the era of the Martial Arts Celestial Emperor.

The historical record, this was the Martial Arts Year One, within a year, the Martial Celestial Emperor emerged, preaching everywhere, all people cultivated martial arts.