Starting with Growing Mushrooms

"Dead, dead..."

In the conference room of the Immortal Path world, as Black Heaven sensed that the other party would no longer summon him, a hint of fear seeped into his heart.

No longer summoning him.

It meant that unruly guy had died just like that.

Died so simply.

"But he was the Parallel God, so hard to kill, and so skilled at hiding..." someone couldn’t help but choke, "he must have other true forms out there."

"Yes, Mogan Nan wouldn’t die so easily."

Nobody actually cared for Mogan Nan; they all understood the terrifying implication of this event.

Mogan Nan’s death.

It was like a dark cloud looming over the Immortal Path world, a looming tempest, pressing so heavily that everyone found it hard to breathe.

Everyone clearly understood.

That terrifying and supreme existence from the future was going to obtain these two parallel Divine Artifacts, ready to strike, advance or retreat at will.

The opponent held the initiative.

And what awaited them might just be the fate of being killed!

"Everyone, start quickly monitoring the intelligence of the parallel worlds. As soon as any signs of the entrance being opened appear, we must know it immediately!"

"Let’s analyze the weaknesses of the Power of Time!"

"Yes, Mogan Nan used his life to help us gain intelligence!"

"The battle of Mogan Nan fully demonstrated the mutual gains and restrictions between Divine Powers, as long as there are attributes for targeted restraint, we still have a chance to win!"

"Everyone..."

"Everyone, we must..."

The whole world took action.

And Xu Changsheng also had a look of utmost seriousness, summoning Black Heaven and Ying Qing and saying:

"I plan to let the whole world accelerate its attack on me! Quickly advance the progression of civilization to confront future enemies!"

Black Heaven nodded, "It should have been done sooner, speed it up."

Ying Qing said, "We must find a way to connect with another world. Pure Yang Immortal Venerable, you as Nachi, quickly relay the intelligence to the World of Gods!"

"I’ve already spoken about what I can."

Nachi immediately said, "They encountered an attack over there too. If I’m not mistaken, Fang Tian is already dead."

"But fortunately, I contacted them in time. After several gods were assassinated, they immediately reacted and even captured one of the assassins!"

Hearing that the incredibly powerful Fang Tian was dead, everyone fell into a dead silence.

A deep fear arose in everyone’s hearts.

The doomsday of another Mythical Era was coming!

...

Magaras retrieved the two Divine Artifacts, his gaze incredibly calm:

"Mogan Nan, as my opponent, I acknowledge your strength."

True strength is not about combat prowess.

A god like Mogan Nan, who possessed no fighting capability, managed to cause him so much trouble and held on for so long.

If not for his own meticulous planning and prior knowledge of the opponent’s Divine Artifact information from the future, laying a preemptive trap...

He might indeed have had no solution against him.

"One must not underestimate the gods of this era." Magaras shook his head silently.

"Everyone, you’re back; it seems the results were good, all having hunted down quite a few Divine Spirits and brought back numerous Divine Artifacts?"

"Yes, when I went, the Goddess of Destiny and the Goddess of Fertility were having afternoon tea together!"

"The Goddess of Destiny died protecting the Goddess of Fertility, but evidently, her fate of death allowed for a single resurrection, and I have sent her to the Death World."

"That’s good! The Goddess of Destiny can only resurrect one person in the short term. If she revives herself, others will truly die."

"What about the Goddess of Fertility?"

"She fled under the cover of the Goddess of Destiny, but I seized all her Divine Artifacts. Yet, she had only three Transmission Artifacts, and it seems one has gone missing without a trace."

To these mortals speaking, killing those Divine Spirits seemed as easy as killing chickens.

"The God of Evolution was also successfully assassinated; he too is dead."

"Cain is dead, then? As expected."

"But he is likely to be rescued by God; after all, Cain has died many times and each time God has casually resurrected him."

"No matter, it still consumed one of God’s short-term resurrection slots."

"Was the Power of Evolution obtained?"

"Three were obtained, then God Surya and Siris intervened. Seeing the unfavorable situation, fearing entanglement and attracting the real God and Longevity God, I left immediately."

This wave of assassination by them was quite fruitful.

The gods of this old era were too weak, precisely at the time to be strangled in the cradle.

"What about Mushun?"

"Not back yet."

Everyone frowned slightly, discussing the old man who used to sell hot soup.

Magaras said lightly, "No need to think about it; he went to the First Divine Era World to assassinate Siris, and he has likely met with misfortune!"

"What?"

"That’s impossible!"

Mushun was their longtime friend, and none of them could accept this fact.

"This era is clearly very weak!"

"Indeed, how could Mushun fail?"

Amid everyone’s discussion, Magaras calmly spoke, "God Surya acted, assisting Siris in killing Mushun."

Everyone fell silent.

Magaras said, "Their learning speed is swift, quickly catching up to some of our standards, having already captured Mushun."

"He’s probably being severely tortured in the Death World’s realm, forced to reveal his background and technology."

"Very soon, our era’s technology will be rapidly caught up to by them."

With these words, everyone showed a hint of astonishment and doubt.

—Has our technology been completely learned by them?

But Magaras remained unconcerned.

Appearing here, once they made a move, it was bound to be learned.

After all, the Wisdom Series wasn’t a joke.

But the era’s foundation and technology, in Magaras’s eyes, were not important!

Technology?

Is the most meaningless thing.

Both fate and time can advance the world’s progress!

These can all be achieved with time, and right now, time is what they have in abundance!

The most precious things are the Divine Artifacts.

Since once they act, it is unavoidable to be learned, the true tactic is to assassinate and seize the unique Divine Artifacts!

In this wave of assassination, they gained some and lost some.

A group of mortals came here, and in a short time, with bare hands, they accomplished:

Three Evolution Divine Artifacts.

Three Transmission Divine Objects.

Two Parallel Divine Objects.

One Time Divine Object.

It doesn’t seem like much; this assassination only secured half.

But understand this.

The opponent is already severely damaged and has exhausted all their resurrection quotas from the Goddess of Destiny.

Next time we kill them, it will be permanent.

Furthermore, we have secured the most critical Parallel Divine Object, gaining the initiative to attack at any time.

This is a huge advantage at hand!

"Shall we attack them then?"

Each subordinate was filled with righteous indignation, eager to avenge their comrades.

"No rush."

Magaras’s eyes were deep with thought, "We control the parallel world, closing the entrance, so they can’t get in... can’t we strike whenever we want?"

"We have the initiative in our hands."

"Let’s first assimilate the Divine Objects we have at hand."

To be honest, he arrived in a hurry without any foundation.

Why did they seem not far from those ahead in several Divine Eras during battle?

Because they had just crossed over.

They are like unarmed ordinary mortals, off to assassinate the divine spirits!

Ordinary mortals, wearing no equipment, fighting gods armed with Divine Artifacts, resulting in a back-and-forth battle and even being counter-killed.

What they need to do now is:

Properly develop the 1st to 39th Divine Era Worlds, forge all kinds of weapons, fully equip themselves, and then crush them decisively!

"But this parallel world’s area is still not large enough."

Magaras pondered silently,

"Since I’ve become the new Parallel God, it’s my responsibility to expand the area of the parallel world."

He planned to make this place his base.

After all, the Longevity God, who could even speak his true name, made him somewhat apprehensive.

He didn’t plan to make contact until his strength was fully restored to its peak.

Magaras thought, "You should manage this land following previous methods to quickly restore to the civilization level of the 165th Divine Era!"

"What about you, Lord?"

"I won’t stay here; it holds no meaning."

"Then will you go assassinate the gods in reality?"

"No, that’s equally dangerous. My powers have not fully returned, and there’s uncertainty. I need to go back to the real cosmos, to a place like my homeland."

His gaze was distant; his homeland was at the bottom of the spatial ocean.

He was forcibly relocated here by God Surya.

"What are you going to do?"

"With transmission, evolution, time in my hand... I’ll transform the outer cosmos into my Divine Kingdom, completely uttering the primordial sound of time!"

As the words fell, Magaras took a step out of the parallel world.

He didn’t stop at the First Divine Era World but stepped out of the Mushroom Soup, gazing thoughtfully at the towering Tower of Babel.

"The sea of stars?"

"The outer land is under my control now."

With those words, he stepped into the ocean of space waters, into the endless junkyard beneath the ocean.

He journeyed back to his homeland.

The true birthplace of Magaras was within a Seventh Tier spatial bubble world at the ocean’s bottom.

"Let’s start from here."

He unleashed formidable transmission, and endless Magic Net started covering the entire area.

"Magic Net, are you attacking me?"

He looked at the Magic Net enveloping him, chuckling softly.

BOOM!!

The Magic Net attacked him.

The Magic Net began to accelerate frantically.

Under the relentless acceleration of time, the Magic Net rapidly expanded, covering the entire seabed at a speed beyond human imagination, expanding geometrically.

BOOM BOOM BOOM!

Everything is changing.

Divine Power spreads.

It seems poised to expand across the cosmos.

This is Magaras’s power of time, wielded to perfection.

Even among the omnipotent Heavenly Dao race, he focused on the time lineage’s providence.

At the peak of the Seventh Tier, he had half a foot into the Eighth Tier.

His true potential is terrifying.

With time’s acceleration, the Magic Net meant to expand step by step to various galaxies resulted in a big-bang-like qualitative transformation.

BOOM BOOM BOOM!

On Earth, various civilized planets, barren galaxies, rapidly became covered.

He seemed destined to transform into that Creator of time in the real cosmos; anyone calling his name would receive the boon of time.

...

Mushroom Soup World.

Liu Jun sighed as he looked at the galaxy world outside the Mushroom Soup.

"Pretty impressive."

"What a decisive, ruthless person, heading to the desolate cosmos outside to crazily farm, and plant mushrooms for me?"

Liu Jun, the owner of the Mushroom Garden, was a bit surprised by the outside world.

Previously, his speed at moving bricks was very slow.

Because the cosmos was vast and expansive.

No matter how fast he spread the Magic Net, even faster than light-years, the cosmos was measured in tens of billions of light-years.

But now...

The Time Series appears!

He plans to green the entire cosmos fiercely, like the 165th Divine Era World.

Then have the world call out the primordial sound of ma, mushroomizing the entire universe for himself.

And then plans to rule the outside world before coming back to attack this small Mushroom Soup of ours—abode of the gods?

Quite ambitious.

Liu Jun was quite satisfied, unable to help but lament, "It does save me a lot of effort."

The entire primitive universe outside, following the "Time Terrace Mythical Kingdom" model, accelerates step by step, with terraces expanding layer by layer.

The outer universe was quickly absorbed and transformed; epochs inevitably changed their appearance.