Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Munis’s feelings were indescribably complex.

As the true supreme ruler of this cosmic layer, called the king of the vast starlit skies.

Prior to this, he truly couldn’t imagine that there would be a weak Seventh Tier in this world, exerting such an unbelievable pressure on him.

The other’s gaze carried a cold indifference, an arrogance only Divine Spirits possessed, as if he didn’t care about a mere speck of dust.

Such arrogance...

With a soft sigh, Munis shot forward, throwing a punch straight at God’s face.

"Divine? Why didn’t you appear sooner?"

"Do you know how desperate our ground civilization was, moving from the First Tier to the Eighth Tier?"

"Since you didn’t appear sooner, who would recognize the so-called divine now?"

"Arrogant, then I’ll strike your arrogance!!"

He suddenly swung his fist.

The entire space violently shook, and he directly manifested countless light shadows of throwing punches.

God waved a hand.

Instantly entered the Death World.

"Of course, it makes no sense not to know this move," Munis’s eyes showed amazement, "Then what if I’m faster? Break cleverness with power!"

Boom!

He suddenly erupted with a flame, the ignition of life, speed burst forth fiercely towards the opponent.

At the same time, his Tao lock warned:

[He will step to the left three kilometers, falling in the direction of the twelve o’clock...]

Indeed, Amoka was obviously much stronger than him before.

Yet he was beaten back in retreat, as if everything was predicted in advance...

That’s because he does have the Tao’s premonition lock feature.

The Tao lock, belongs to this era’s simplest special lock to obtain.

The easiest threshold to achieve this training.

But it doesn’t mean this lock is weak!

Premonition.

In combat, it is an incredibly terrifying power.

And now, his lock continuously targets God’s actions.

Kill!

He leapt several times, quickly catching the place where the opponent left the Death World, throwing a punch.

Yet at the next moment.

His fist seemed to have no effect.

The force of the punch suddenly pierced through God’s figure, hitting a desert behind, countless flying sand shooting up.

In this region with no planets, crushed into desert, his punch almost exploded a desert thirty thousand kilometers long, equivalent to the diameter of three Earths swept up by cosmic dust.

If this punch landed on God, even as the strongest Seventh Tier, he would be turned to dust by the stored energy of this attack.

"Such a monster."

Munis’s expression was extremely heavy, recalling the data given to him by that mysterious man,

"Standing shadow, physical concealment, immunity to physical harm..."

"A God in this concealed form, can only be harmed by Divine Power, energy, these two abilities..."

"What kind of monster is this?"

...

In the distance.

The people of the Green Staff, beaten to their knees by Amoka, also looked extremely heavy.

God was too arrogant, not choosing to break through to the Eighth Tier like Amoka.

Thinking these people are not worthy of him sacrificing his foundation to break through the Eighth Tier...

Resisting the Eighth Tier in the Seventh Tier realm, even with everyone mentally prepared, they felt a despairing sense of oppression.

They couldn’t help but discuss:

"Physical means can’t attack him, only Divine Power can?"

"We don’t have Divine Power! Isn’t it a dead-end?"

"Is it really that only gods can strike God?"

"Then we mortals, don’t even qualify to challenge?"

"Don’t be afraid, our lock is originally weak Divine Power, then let’s use our Divine Power to attack him! We still can hit him!"

In an instant, the combat-minded Munis also realized this.

Decisively abandoned his best technique, countless energies encircling his fist.

At this moment.

"Interesting, so this is how Tao Artifacts operate?"

God did not focus too much attention on these enemies.

He observed the operational mode of this Eighth Tier ability, suddenly reached out, and hooked from afar.

The Green Staff Tao Artifact on Amoka’s corpse flew into his hand suddenly.

Countless high-energy particles encircled this Green Staff Tao Artifact, undergoing comprehensive modifications.

"The Eighth Tier characteristic is Tao Artifacts, so what if I modify the Tao Artifact into economically adapted perfect equipment?"

"Perhaps I can create a new type of mythological Eighth Tier."

"Modify the structure of the cosmic realm slightly..."

In his hand, the Green Staff Tao Artifact began to twist its shape, turning into a green bamboo, then into a green long spear, and twisting into a whip...

The shape continuously being altered.

"God!"

Munis watched the opponent suddenly burst with inspiration, starting research right there, completely ignoring everyone, and exploded in fury!

He roamed his life, pure and proud, how could he endure such humiliation?

Zoom zoom!!

In the distance, countless Star-annihilating Flying Swords soared, a thousand, ten thousand, filling the sky.

Incredibly precise energy transmitted to each flying sword, forming a magnificent sword net that suddenly fell atop God.

God slowly tilted his head up, "A meaningless matter."

Transmission of the Magic Net began to cover the entire area, infinite Wisdom Divine Power exploding.

"Sword net, heed my command."

As the voice fell, those overwhelming Star-annihilating Swords, quickly seeped into by vast Wisdom Divine Power, awakened wisdom, emitted a young voice:

"If it’s your command..."

"If it’s your command..."

Countless overlapping voices rose one after another.

In the distance, the sight made the Green Staff and others break out in goosebumps, "It’s over! It’s all over! Each sword, every single one, was crafted on a cycle of ten thousand years by us..."

Do not underestimate the number ten thousand years.

Many civilizations don’t even reach a scale of ten thousand years.

Only civilizations like theirs, settled here steadily, have the time to accumulate this kind of foundation.

A long sword, crafted with the force of a nation over ten thousand years, how exaggerated is that figure?

To say the least.

These swords are essentially a form of cosmic iron-based life.

Each one is equivalent to the most severely crippled eighth tier life bound by shackles.

A sword, equal to a shackled eighth tier life...equivalent to the output of every ten thousand years of civilization.

Now the endless Divine Swords have betrayed us, which means the civilization’s foundation built over countless billions of years, eighty percent of it, has utterly emptied!

Finished!

Their minds went blank.

Acknowledging, it’s probably that Munis got involved.

They had already informed him, how could he still fall for this God’s initial trap?

Yet in the next instant, as if he had expected it, Munis burst into laughter, "Was waiting for this moment!"

"Explode!"

He revealed a hint of ruthlessness.

In the instant the swords in the sky betrayed and transformed into God’s fairies, they unexpectedly exploded due to the hidden backdoor left within the swords!

Countless flying swords shot out, shattered fragments raining down to the ground.

In an instant, it turned into the Ruins of the Sword.

The fierce determination visible in Munis’s eyes spoke of fighting to the end,

"Oh God."

"To spread this Wisdom, each of them is a mini eighth tier, you’d probably need to expend a massive amount of Divine Power, right?

"Even though your reservoir of Mana is immeasurably deep, this probably just since emptied most of your Divine Power within?"

God suddenly raised his head, "So what then?"

"You can naturally restore your Mana by using the Magic Net within this world."

Munis chuckled, finally revealing a satisfied grin, "But sorry, at this moment, the Magic Net is closed!"

Clearly.

This was the strategy he devised with that mysterious man.

Their plan was:

Whenever God faces such large-scale, targeted flying sword attacks, He loves to awaken the opponent’s tricks, transforming them into His own fairies, using their method against them.

Then, the man secretly shut down the Magic Net, preventing God from replenishing His strength, his Mana was instantly depleted because of awakening numerous fairies...

The gods of the Age of Gods possessed almost infinite Divine Power, so where were their weaknesses?

Once detached from the Magic Net, lacking Mana, they’d turn into mortals who would eventually be exhausted to death.

"It’s worth it, it’s all worth it."

Munis took a deep breath, "The bait of eighty percent of the civilization’s foundation..."

God finally showed some interest, "Ah, so Magaras indeed stirred some tricks behind the scenes, shutting down the Magic Net, and that’s indeed a problem..."

The opponent’s idea was clear.

His immunity to physical attacks, all kinds of Divine Power, required energy depletion to activate.

Just consume all of his energy.

Next, engage in a war of attrition, even with invincible buffs, he’ll eventually lose them due to energy exhaustion.

Understand this.

Concealing himself against eighth-tier physical attacks already requires an extraordinary expenditure of energy.

If previously supported by the Magic Net, naturally there would be no energy burden.

But now...

The expenditure can hardly keep up.

"A decent strategy."

A glint of appreciation flashed in God’s eyes,

"But I am busy researching, improving this cosmic eighth-tier realm, which concerns the fate of all existence and life ecosystem."

"If you could hold on..."

He paused, checked the time, and said casually:

"Yes, if you could hold on for another half an hour according to your timing method, I might take a lunch break, put aside the task of changing the Cosmos environment, and personally play along with you for a bit."

Munis’s expression stiffened.

These words appeared to describe a matter, but it concealed a kind of inherent arrogance between the lines.

"Do you think I would wait until your research ends??"

Crack!!

Suddenly, on the ground in the Ruins of the Sword, countless remnants of Wisdom Divine Power mixed together.

Wisdom was injected.

Something was awakened.

One by one, shackled long swords...merged into a metallic storm.

Amidst the storm.

Came a voice, tender and innocent.

"To dare offend the great God, my master..."

"Then let me entertain you for a bit."

Even though God exhausted most of His Divine Power, this price is also worth it.

Even after the explosion, the residual massive Wisdom Divine Power within the ruins awakened a super ten thousand sword fairy.

The long swords twisted continuously, entwining together, transforming into large, muscular monstrous beings infused with power.

"Not good!"

The Green Staff and others cried out in tense voices.

This was a super creature formed by eighty percent of their civilization’s foundation, countless chains converging into a mass...

Just one glance, and it feels like the power of this Giant is amazingly mighty.