Starting with Growing Mushrooms

On the other side.

A temporary desert palace.

Liu Jun sat on a throne atop a high mountain, revealing a hint of surprise, "Amoka, didn’t succeed after all?"

The eighth tier really does have some standard.

Releasing a Divine Object to fully arm a seventh-tier mortal, yet it could only severely wound an eighth-tier.

Unable to kill with a single strike.

"I’m afraid they’ll follow Amoka’s trail and come after us."

Liu Jun sat in the throne within the palace, pondering for a while,

"If I were Magaras, I would probably cause some trouble too."

Liu Jun sank into contemplation.

The situation is becoming a bit vexing.

Provoked one native, but more might come.

I’m merely a seventh tier.

Should I leave?

If I return to Mushroom Soup now, and they can’t find the exact location of my Mushroom Soup, what can they do to me?

Perhaps, turning back now isn’t a bad idea.

I’ve already explored the new cosmic map information outside!

Randomly found a pawn to probe the eighth tier, it’s not a loss.

Now I basically have a clear understanding, next time I will surely succeed completely.

No need to fight head-on.

Personally opposing the entire cosmos’ powerhouses, suffering without cause, seems unnecessary.

"But first, let’s calculate."

Liu Jun used his world-shocking wisdom, furiously deducing.

Using destiny, wisdom, heavenly principles... Various battle possibilities constantly changed in his eyes.

After roughly calculating, he pondered for a moment, "It seems, they’re not as formidable as imagined."

"The eighth tier of this cosmos is not particularly strong."

In the old days with Divine Objects, like the era of magic myth, the era of the Goddess of Destiny...

Back then, even gods could not fight across tiers!

And with the perfection of the Divine Spirit era, gods became stronger, with increasing technology, is it really impossible to fight across levels?

Not necessarily.

No matter the strength, one can use force to break ten thousand methods, break one mechanism, but can they break a multitude of mechanisms?

Although having ambushed, he roughly understood the characteristics of the eighth tier.

Where is their strength in the eighth tier?

Their shackles are like strands of thread twisted into a thick rope, fused together.

Countless shackles combine to form some sort of Tao Artifact.

That green staff, its ten shackles twisted into a green scepter.

Liu Jun pondered, "Hmm, breaking through the eighth tier’s characteristics, isn’t this like having a low-grade hybrid Divine Object?"

This characteristic is not strong for gods.

Because I have more advanced, genuine Divine Objects.

For Liu Jun, the strength lies in the eighth tier’s fundamental values.

Their values are somewhat explosive.

"However, their shackles when fused, why do they seem so similar to a conceptual Divine Artifact I’ve stolen?"

Liu Jun’s expression suddenly turned peculiar,

"Could it be that the eighth tier is about condensing Tao Artifacts just to be stolen by me?"

Once this thought popped into Liu Jun’s mind, it couldn’t help but take root and grow bigger, the idea couldn’t be stopped!

His odd craving as the God of Theft surfaced!

Like some fishers, suddenly seeing a big fish, can’t resist going home to grab a fishing rod and catch it hard.

The itch inside is unbearable.

Steal from them?

Liu Jun slowly stood up.

’Looks like it was right not letting Amoka kill them.’

’Just obtaining the breakthrough technology of the eighth tier is still a bit of a loss.’

’If the opponent itself is a large Divine Artifact... then they are the biggest treasure, killing them would mean breaking open the treasure.’

"Greed is the source of my progress."

As Liu Jun was contemplating, a streak of light flew over from afar.

It was clearly Amoka running while being chased.

"Your Majesty, Goddess of Destiny, help me!"

He shouted:

"You must have divined that I’ve failed, so my current choice must be something you approve of!"

"So, you want me to lead them here, don’t you?"

"I succeeded! Successfully completed your mission!"

Obviously, as a desert thief, being conscienceless is part of the deal, always putting oneself first.

Moreover, after becoming a fanatic believer, he firmly believed the god is invincible, so in his eyes, this wasn’t exactly inviting a wolf into the house.

Fortuna watched this scene and secretly cursed, "Useless, as expected, nothing gained from having such believers."

As soon as the words dropped.

The distant powerful figures suddenly descended one by one.

They beheld Fortuna, whose divine spirit was revealed, surrounded by rings of destiny’s brilliance and countless destiny tarot cards...

"Is this a god?" Gazing at the Goddess of Destiny enveloped by the ring of fate, they displayed expressions of utmost shock.

Yet their gaze settled on another unremarkable man who had not revealed his true god form.

God.

The myth among myths, the epic within epics, the pinnacle figure in the history of gods, the Holy of Holies, the King of Gods.

But after all, still just a seventh-tier civilization!

As long as it’s the seventh tier, they believed they could battle it.

Also, thanks to the information given by the other side.

Erosion Divine Power, a unique mechanism that restrains all gods!

Together with their powerful ability levels and fundamental stats, they could break ten thousand spells with one force.

Before God’s throne, Fortuna standing beside lightly nodded, "You all should feel honored."

"Honored?" Green Staff was puzzled.

Fortuna said, "Because with our arrival, this cosmos can ascend dimensions, allowing mortals on the ground to be relieved."

"We want to relieve ourselves." Another tall and burly man stepped forward.

God sat on his throne, overlooking this bunch of mortals without speaking.

In contrast, Amoka stepped forward, shouting like a minion:

"Do you lowly mortals also aim to challenge the exalted gods? Admirable courage! You’re simply unworthy; you don’t know what kind of higher-dimensional existence they are!"

God spared a casual glance at Amoka, "Makes sense, this time you handle these folks."

"Me?" Amoka was entirely shocked.

I couldn’t even defeat one in a sneak attack.

Now you want me to handle a group?

Amoka’s face was filled with disbelief and shock.

God’s gaze suddenly fell on the Green Staff Emperor opposite, "Just right, borrowed a Divine Object from the God of Theft’s hand."

After speaking, he tossed the thief’s divine object [Shifting Form].

It instantly landed on Green Staff, swapping out his [Green Staff] lifebound Tao artifact in a flash.

Green Staff sensed the loss of something but also gained something, a surge of unbelievable power inside him.

"Is this... the god’s divine format? Have I ascended to divinity?"

Before he could rejoice for long, God’s voice faintly resounded in the sky, "Shifting Form, I command you to return."

As soon as the words dropped, the divine object inside Green Staff emitted a clear sound:

"If it’s your will, I must comply."

Once God spoke, things became so.

In complete shock, the divine object Green Staff just received flew away.

Boom boom!

Green Staff, already injured, couldn’t block this divine object extraction, and now he coughed up blood.

His entire realm plummeted.

He lost his essential Tao artifact and now lacked the divine object, shouting in fear, "My body... is finished!?"

"It’s illogical! How could there be such illogical stuff!"

God fiddled with the Green Staff Tao artifact in his hand and casually tossed it to Amoka, "Take it, this is an eighth-tier characteristic."

Amoka burst with joy, "I got the essential Tao artifact that can only be formed at the eighth tier, doesn’t that make me eighth-tier?"

He happily wore it but found no reaction from his body.

He seemed to be a special seventh tier with an essential Tao artifact.

"Still not enough?"

Before everyone’s dumbstruck eyes, God lightly spoke, calling to Amoka, "Realm, I command you to break through."

A voice emanated from inside Amoka:

"If it’s your mandate, I shall obey."

The myriad forces within Amoka rapidly transformed, sharply rising from the seventh tier peak to the eighth tier, emitting an astonishing aura in an instant.

The eighth-tier emperors and warriors from various civilizations below exhibited expressions of extreme shock: "He spoke, and the eighth tier just obeyed his command and broke through?"

In truth, speaking law into existence could only achieve what he could fulfill.

If a body originally lacked the conditions for a breakthrough and didn’t have the penultimate grounding, naturally, it couldn’t break through.

It was also that he helped Amoka seize the trait unique to eighth-tier, then called out to his body... permitting him to break through this realm.

But in outsiders’ eyes, it’s already an exaggerated miracle enough to drive one to madness!

God just quietly sat on the throne atop a high mountain, watching the crowd below, "Amoka, go, it’s the second time, don’t disappoint me again."

God’s voice was calm, revealing the eternal, cold indifference of the divine spirit, speaking lightly:

"If mortals dare stand before me again, necessitating my personal action, then Amoka, your existence will have no reason to continue."

Amoka nodded, nervously looking at all the formidable figures of this world in front of him.