Starting with Growing Mushrooms

"First, gather the divine objects of this parallel world."

Magaras reached out and grasped.

He casually crushed the god of the world from the Seventeenth Divine Era and extracted the virtual divine object of this era: the money jar.

Holding the divine object, he sighed lightly, "Unfortunately, it’s fake. The real unique divine object is in the hands of that Pure Yang True Immortal."

But for now,

Even though this fake divine object can only be used in this world, it is still sufficient.

Boom!

The next moment, he used the characteristics of the money jar to begin sensing the sound of "ma" echoing throughout the world.

mamama~

Various faces, tones, and notes transformed into a vast flow of information flooding into Magaras’s mind.

At this moment,

As long as Magaras considered someone to be attacking him, he could rapidly accelerate the lives that shouted this "time vowel"!

"But if only a part of them are accelerated, they will inevitably discover my presence."

"It’s not time to expose myself yet."

Magaras only planned to use this "ma" sound to recruit people.

He searched continuously in this world, and after some thought, he proceeded to the Eighteenth Divine Era World.

Nineteenth Divine Era.

Twentieth Divine Era.

He searched all the way, and finally, on a dilapidated planet, found a trembling old man selling hot soup on the street.

Magaras silently approached the stall, took out a piece of gold, and said to the old man:

"Do something for me, and this piece of gold is yours."

"What is it?" The old man looked wary, suspecting this handsome, noble-looking young man was toying with him.

"Shout ’ma!’" Magaras said calmly.

The old man blushed instantly; in this world, "ma" meant mother.

He had to call this young man his mother?

Isn’t that a huge humiliation?

The old man’s face turned red, "Impossible."

Magaras took out a second piece of gold.

"This, this is impossible too!"

Magaras took out a third piece of gold.

"No, it’s impossible..."

The fourth piece.

The old man, face flushed with anger, "Ma."

When the old man shouted this time vowel, using it as an anchor point, it seemed that extremely strange and intense changes occurred in his body.

The old man’s face showed pain, weariness, fierceness, despair...as if endless memories were pouring into his body.

"I traveled back in time?"

After calming down, the old man was stunned, looking around, "No, it seems to be a seemingly familiar world?"

"Welcome back to the past."

Magaras crossed his arms over his chest, smiling gently:

"Using ’ma’ as a time anchor, I also reincarnated you, the Mythical Emperor of the Terrace Nation from the distant future of the 165th Divine Era, into this era."

"Thank the great Master of Time!"

The old man knelt on one knee, "Allow me to travel with you to this distant ancient era."

The respectful old man paused, "Lord, I wonder if the others can travel with me?"

When Magaras moved the entire 165th Divine Era, many peerless talents appeared.

These people, as his subordinates, could accompany him to this era and achieve success anew.

Furthermore,

Bringing this group of "reborn ones" back to the past allowed him to better rebuild the world of the 165th Divine Era here.

"Don’t worry, I am searching for their original forms or counterparts in this distant ancient era, allowing them to descend into this era."

Magaras said calmly, "As long as they shout out the anchor point ’ma’, they can position here and travel to this place."

"Yes."

The old man said respectfully.

Soon, Magaras continued to roam secretly with this old man, searching in various divine era worlds for his prehistoric subordinates to bring them over.

Time passed.

One by one, his subordinates were quickly summoned.

One of the subordinates couldn’t help say, "Here people come and go, traversing through various divine eras, we encountered too many of Fang Tian’s minions along the way!"

A green-haired youth said, "The great outbreak of the Divine Trial, these minions were just seeking traces of the divine objects, not knowing that the descending divine objects have always been in our lord’s hands."

The old man selling hot soup, who was initially recruited, laughed, "They don’t know at all that this time, the descent of the time divine object is special."

"When this time divine object descends, the host instantly possesses endless future distant memories."

The followers from the 165th Divine Era Dynasty, the strongest emperors of all time, looked at Magaras with incomparable admiration, their only true king.

And Magaras, seeing everyone’s eyes, said calmly:

"Ladies and gentlemen, you hailing from the ultimate end era of the cosmos, each of you exceptionally gifted."

"I cannot possibly contend against the entire World of Gods alone, so I must have you as this foundational team, responsible for opposing those gods."

The green-haired youth next to him said excitedly, "Hmph, just an ancient era of weaklings, they have only reached the 39th Divine Era, what can they possibly be capable of?"

The power of their 165th Divine Era is enough to annihilate them.

Magaras laughed, "Fang... Tian, that’s probably what he’s called, a top master of the future, once plotted against me, trapping me here!"

"Xibo, go kill this era’s undeveloped Fang Tian."

The green-haired youngster named Xibo showed a hint of contempt, "Lord, just a mere petty guy from the old era, killing him probably doesn’t even require a move."

Magaras said, "Don’t underestimate him, he and Siris ruled the parallel worlds together, once causing our 165th Divine Era a significant loss, binding us."

Magaras does not underestimate anyone.

Especially since this one, in the future era, is known as:

The Parallel King of the Divine Era, the ruler of the 164th Divine Era World, a super overlord who single-handedly blocked and killed two opposing real-world powers.

Fang Tian’s peak was at the level of the 164th Divine Era, even plotting to seal off their 165th Divine Era.

The strength of such a person is imaginable.

"But, so what?"

Magaras’ protagonist revealed a trace of a cruel smile, "Traveling to the distant past, I’m here to kill these enemies before they grow strong."

"The hatred of them imprisoning me will be avenged now!"

As the protagonist of the reborn transmigrator, snuffing out potential formidable foes ahead of time like in storybooks is an unavoidable step.

"Go, Xibo, be on high alert and avoid detection, and if you fail, take your own life."

"Yes!" the green-haired boy named Xibo coldly responded, suddenly disappearing from the spot, "Let me test the level of this era."

Magaras pondered and looked at the old man selling hot soup, "Fang Tian and Siris are the dual kings of the future two major parallel worlds."

"I don’t doubt Fang Tian’s outcome, but killing Siris carries some risk."

Fang Tian is in a parallel world, where fictional Divine Objects exist.

Xibo could first ambush and seize a Divine Object from the local world, then go to kill Fang Tian.

But Siris is in the real First Divine Era World.

The Divine Objects of reality are unique, thus making it difficult to steal the one true Divine Object.

In reality, they can only act as mortals to attack Divine Spirits.

Additionally, the First Divine Era is a real world, with unfathomable entities like God and the Longevity God; killing Siris under their watchful eyes is bound to be challenging.

Yet the old man stepped up, with a fervent expression, "I, Emperor of the Time Torrent Mythical Kingdom, will personally kill him, snuffing out Siris in his youth!"

Magaras nodded, "Go."

Swoosh!

Another subordinate who traveled back in time disappeared on the spot.

Magaras looked at the two followers below him, "Next, the one I want to kill is none other than the Pure Yang Immortal Venerable..."

"But besides me, none of you are likely to succeed."

The defensive power of the Piggy Bank is too strong, this jarred defensive warrior, its time Gold Coins are revival tokens, allowing it to continuously return to the past to regenerate.

Unless its Gold Coins are exhausted, and the jar is smashed beforehand, it cannot be killed!

Therefore.

Pure Yang True Immortal—no one else present other than him can kill it.

"So then..."

Before Magaras could finish speaking, Xibo suddenly approached rapidly with a head in tow, showing a cold smile, "Simple as that."

"When I found this guy, said to be the strongest future opponent, he was still searching everywhere in the 7th Divine Era for potential Divine Objects."

"I immediately seized the Divine Object of the local world in secret, and as a god of the same level, ambushed him."

"He was no match."

"This primitive and backward era is too, too weak."

Magaras looked at Fang Tian’s head, filled with disbelief, and slowly said, "Xibo, don’t be too arrogant."

"The world is full of coincidences and miracles. Even an entity as mighty as a future Parallel King is now as weak as a rabbit on the roadside."

"A grand historical era, a great emperor who ruled over hundreds of Divine Eras, being suddenly killed like this."

"We should not feel pride or excitement, but rather fear and reverence."

Sirius’ eyes flickered with light, "We have now changed history, and our current history has also been completely reshaped."

"We may not be the destined Celestial Divine King of this era, and might end up like Fang Tian, a rabbit on the roadside easily crushed."

When the Transmigrator reincarnated, a chain reaction ensued.

They traveled to this era, slaughtering its strong, even slaying Fang Tian and Siris, who had previously tormented them....

All future formidable enemies are now on their kill list.

But what will happen?

Unknown.

Magaras sighed and looked again at Fang Tian’s corpse, "Continue killing the gods on the list."

"Focus especially on the enigmatic God Surya and the parallel Longevity God."

He doesn’t intend to touch the True God and Longevity God in reality, as their true strength is unknown.

First, take out the other two.

Magaras looked at his men, "Everyone else can be spared, but pay special attention to God Surya."

The subordinates paused: "Why did you think of killing him, sir? His whereabouts are elusive."

Magaras smiled, "I just suddenly remembered certain childhood memories. He gave me a miserable childhood."

"Today, since I have traversed back, I shall kill him, to resolve a personal issue."

With the level of strength under Magaras’ command, each is the strongest among mortals, even stronger than most True Gods.

Except those with special mechanisms, strong in survival, will be taken out by a wave of assassinations!

He formed this assassination squad to strike first while they are unprepared, taking out formidable enemies at first sight.

Just like how they once ambushed his world, allowing Mogan Nan to strike first, discover him, and lock down his world to escape.

Now he is merely returning this surprise assault method back to them.

Magaras’ eyes glinted with a trace of light, "I will also move to kill one person, and the most difficult to kill is none other than the Pure Yang Immortal Venerable, parallel god Mogan Nan."

The subordinates cannot do it, only he can surely kill these two who are strongest in self-preservation.

And once he makes a move, the other person will detect it.

In other words, he can only choose one.

"Mogan Nan..."

In an instant, he gave up recovering his other two time Divine Objects from the Pure Yang Immortal Venerable.

First, mastering Divine Objects for entering and exiting worlds gains mastery of both attacking and defending forward!

And the god with the blonde hair, Mogan Nan, is just too infuriating.