My Bottle Cosmos

Soon, Atabia followed the Emperor, entering the body of "Heavenly Dao Sylvie," seeing the hypnotic dream state of "Sylvie" and Zhu Qi controlling the body in combat.

Before Atabia spoke, the Emperor immediately said to Zhu Qi, "Share the states of the Gate of Truth and Harmonious with All Living Beings with him. Only then can he quickly understand the current situation."

"I understand." Zhu Qi nodded.

Rustling sounds.

Various states were bestowed upon him.

Atabia frowned, "What's going on? This Gate of Truth is so bizarre. How come I feel weaker instead of stronger?"

According to Heavenly Dao Sylvie's method of seeing through and digitizing human talent, his current status is as follows.

[Name: Atabia]

[Combat Talent: 105]

[Research Talent: 105]

[Wisdom Strategy: 96]

Logically, with the blessing of the Gate of Truth and the Heavenly Dao Will, there should be a significant enhancement, yet it feels like it's not even matching his previous standard.

It seems as balanced as that inconspicuous little guy, Minis.

"Strange." Atabia frowned.

Boom!

Another punch.

A clash occurred rapidly before him.

"Stop overthinking, we're about to die." The Emperor spoke timely, his expression calm.

"Sickly kid, I always feel you're hiding something from me."

Atabia snorted coldly, quickly drawn by the battle outside, knowing time was of the essence. He decided to set the anomaly aside for now and promptly focus on observing the current battle situation.

Rustling sounds.

He began to absorb the Gate of Truth, the contemporary knowledge gathered from all living beings.

"Hmm? Interesting, truly interesting life creation, reaching such heights."

"Dream Garment, marking the age with a grand dream, with people as puppets, heaven and earth as the stage, evolving into a stage play."

"Fist, palm prints evolving civilization, mastering the Destruction Fist, with one hand opening and closing, obliterating the universe."

Atabia couldn't help but marvel in his heart, saying:

"This is simply a perfect work! The life creation I've longed for! The most perfect art in the world."

"Two ancient Creator Gods crafting superlative life for themselves, the significance and realm within are truly terrifying."

No wonder these two could reach such heights.

The so-called learning of creating species is the cornerstone of civilization.

In the vast universe, the evolution of any life form, the development of advanced civilization, is a skyscraper continuously stacked upwards, but the strength of a species is the foundation of the building.

The influence of the created species is simply too important!

Some inherently insufficient rubbish species may never reach certain heights of civilization.

As Atabia was pondering, the Emperor watched Atabia's full concentration, feeling sentimental:

"Minis indeed lacked confidence before, but now he has become confident... because in his eyes, Atabia is a monster of absolute will and confidence."

Meanwhile, another matter was on the Emperor's mind.

The gathering of the three present felt like destiny.

Zhu Qi as the Witch Emperor is like a similar flower on the stage.

Atabia is also another similar flower on the stage.

Both believed they were real, but in fact, they are replicas!

Even excluding the two, he himself is also a replicated flower.

He is the "Emperor" of the past era, the "Nokron" of the future.

He was facing a showdown with his future self.

"Hmph." The Emperor's mouth slightly curled, "Three similar flowers gathered together, to break the historical stage? This is truly a destined battle!"

Bang!

Zhu Qi was suddenly punched out, flying.

This was the fourth punch from Nokron.

There wasn't any brute force involved, just technique.

And with each evolution of the Crystal Wall Race within his grasp, the martial arts were becoming increasingly targeted.

"I can't hold on much longer!" Zhu Qi suddenly shouted inside, "Tell me, military generals, literary advisors, what should I do!"

While speaking, the battle broke out again, with a loud explosion.

The fists from both sides seemed to stir a star river, like two supergalactic clusters colliding.

Zhu Qi's power grew, as the Heavenly Dao Will of the Martial Arts World, his energy level had already surpassed Nokron as an individual life form by seven or eight times.

This Heavenly Dao Will of the Martial Arts World, each punch carried the force of overturning heaven and earth, annihilating space fragments, with space continuously collapsing and exploding.

Unfortunately, no matter how strong his fists were, they couldn't withstand a light punch, and his whole body exploded.

This was a perfect clash of technique and power.

Every light punch landed on the body, the crystal wall like a river flowing into him, and he exploded like a bomb, armor cracking and spraying.

At the same time, the nested layers of transparent crystal wall within began to harden, as if new nests confined him layer by layer.

"This is a species restraint, like a mouse meeting a cat."

"But also a martial arts restraint? This is too targeted, a few more punches, and you'll be dead."

Atabia nodded slightly, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, "With my current vision, I can certainly modify this nesting doll's Witch species, but obviously, it's too late to start from scratch. I can help you develop a martial art, to handle this temporarily."

"Then you'll definitely need my help." The Emperor smiled, "You first create the martial art, and I'll assist with adaptive rectification."

"He uses his fists, you use blood-spitting, how about that?" Atabia said, "After all, evolving creatures with palms is too absurd for you, using blood for cellular differentiation and species creation is a good approach.

"Then I'll watch your performance." The Emperor said.

Outside, Zhu Qi heard these two chatting, and even more fury arose within, wondering how these two could chat so leisurely at such a time??

"Bastards! Two bastards!" Zhu Qi had not finished cursing when another punch came, striking his right cheek fiercely.

Zhu Qi's outer shell began to crack and melt again, leaving him in worse condition. If not for his energy from all living beings, infinite and boundless, he wouldn't have been able to recover from such severe injuries.

But in the next second.

He suddenly spat blood.

Pfft!

A spout of blood sprayed out, the blood cells transforming into a species, continually evolving, with human figures appearing in the sea of blood, along with fish and seabed tribes.

Rebirth from a drop of blood, evolving civilization.

This scene was truly astonishing.

And even before it was completed, Atabia's arrogant voice came, "Idiot, quickly eat back the blood you spat out! That way, you'll have new martial arts!"

Zhu Qi felt a shiver run through his heart.

The personality of such people was truly vile, but he had no choice but to open his mouth and inhale, the blood flowing back.

Quickly, Zhu Qi felt the shattered armor covering his body beginning to change, covered with fine lines, stitching the entire perfect nested doll body into pieces of armor, wrapping him completely.

"What is this?"

Zhu Qi was astonished by the peculiar change within, exclaiming:

"Originally, the Witch's body had surplus defense but lacked toughness, causing it to burst quickly, but now it has become armor, with elasticity, not afraid of bursting, and the stitched lines resemble iron worms, able to absorb and resist the intrusion of the crystal wall."

Zhu Qi immediately ignited with fighting spirit.

Targeted resistance!

This is martial arts, this is the Martial Path; only when techniques counterbalance each other does true equal combat begin.

With the aid of such a Creator God, the shortcomings of our side have been completely filled.