Starting with Growing Mushrooms

Munis almost blurted out:

"This thing you’ve researched to seize the Tao Artifact and then break through... What is it called?"

"Divine Format."

Munis opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to express his own opinion, but ultimately said nothing.

Because it was meaningless.

He wanted to ask, what is the principle of the Divine Format?

How was it born?

What kind of drastic changes will it bring to the era?

You lofty gods, why did you remain in the shadows in previous times and now suddenly descend into the suffering human world?

You have arrived on the civilized lands of mortals, and what do you intend to bring to this land?

He wanted to ask.

But he had no way of asking.

Because he understood too little.

It was like a math idiot looking at an exercise book.

He wanted to ask every question, but didn’t know how, so he ended up speechless.

He didn’t understand Divine Power, didn’t understand the order of Gods, and didn’t even understand how many gods there were...

How were gods born?

Looking at the Eighth Tier Divine Format on himself, he suddenly felt like a primitive man looking at a spaceship!

"It seems I am about to witness the drastic changes of this world, with gods descending to the human world like meteors from the heavens."

Munis looked at the man radiating brilliant sacred wisdom halos, revealing the true body of the Divine Spirit of God.

He took a deep breath and exhaled a long breath of stale air.

Whoosh—

As if all his anxiety, restlessness, fear, and shock were gently exhaled with that breath.

"Thinking so much is completely meaningless."

"I just need to punch, just punch, it doesn’t matter whether it’s life or death."

"Seeing such a marvelous and interesting thing, being the first to experience this power called Divine Format... then just enjoy it."

He exploded with an astonishing aura.

God glanced at him, somewhat surprised at how quickly he adjusted his mindset.

"The emperor of this era? I have no interest in your background and name, nor can you understand the existence, information, various realms, and divisions of our World of Gods."

"Let’s take this lunch break to have a simple fight."

God looked at the time,

"Still half an hour, and your task is to survive."

If it were the previous Munis, he would certainly feel angry and furious.

A Seventh Tier actually challenges an Eighth Tier in this way.

But now, having gone through these events, he instead felt it was a matter of course.

He thought:

"The man named Magaras once said that God was the most arrogant person he had ever seen, yet also the most humble and sincere one."

Back then, he didn’t understand what it meant.

Now he understood.

God’s words were never arrogant; he simply stated the facts of what he was going to do.

"Take this."

As God spoke, he tossed out two dazzling Golden Divine Scrolls.

God said lightly:

"Although you are much stronger than before, you are still a bit too weak, able to defeat that giant sword fairy, but facing me is still somewhat difficult."

Only God could say such contradictory words to a Seventh Tier without sounding out of place.

"These are two great scrolls of Divine Format upgrading; Eighth Tier probably also has ten stages."

"Next, I suggest you cooperate with me to do a test."

"Use these two Divine Format upgrading scrolls to upgrade the Green Staff Divine Format and elevate it to the level of the Second Layer of the Eighth Tier."

Munis’s eyes revealed a look of understanding.

So, that’s it.

Are they treating me as a guinea pig?

This civilization of the three great empires of the cosmos, perhaps from the beginning, didn’t take it seriously when they descended to the human world.

It was all an experiment, testing, adjusting, to perfect the order of the cosmos and the path of the Eighth Tier from start to finish.

"I understand what you mean."

Munis, being an eccentric with an unusual way of thinking,

"Having the Divine Format, holding the fake Tao, one naturally cannot cultivate the Eighth Tier again."

"So you came up with a new way of cultivation."

"Others cultivate the Eighth Tier themselves, but for your Eighth Tier, through forging the level of the Divine Format repeatedly, the ten realms of the Eighth Tier are enhanced!"

After Munis finished speaking, he directly took the two Divine Scrolls, "A very powerful and interesting idea."

"Whether as a human or as a god, it’s very amazing."

Holding the two scrolls, he now had to learn how to break through to the small realms of the Eighth Tier.

In just a moment of holding them, he began to attempt to forge the Green Staff Divine Format on himself.

A moment later.

A radiance burst forth!

Green Staff Divine Format +1

In an instant, he reached the second realm of the Eighth Tier.

It seems personal autonomous Divine Format enhancement is also feasible.

"Such strong power, I am stronger than just now."

A flicker of shock crossed Munis’s eyes, even having witnessed too many absurd things today, he still found it absurd now.

So, what do those years of painstaking training and time spent mean?

Is it just that I have time?

"Your psychological quality is quite good."

God thought for a moment:

"Even if the gods do not deliberately reveal themselves, just walking once in earthly civilization is enough to collapse the beliefs of earthly mortals."

Now, the emperor of those Green Staff civilizations is extremely fearful, a typical example.

"Because I’m not afraid."

Munis said calmly: "I am such a person, without desire or demand, if there was a desire, I would have rushed to the world of trials overhead a long time ago."

"Indeed." God carefully observed the eighth-tier, second-layer Munis,

"You’ve already grown much stronger than before, and I can now feel a sense of threat from you."

"Perfect timing to test your power, then, come and attack me."

God quickly flew up, transforming into a stream of light, shooting straight up into the sky.

In the next moment, Munis also soared straight up into the heavens.

Beside them.

Only a group of stunned onlookers were left behind.

After a long silence.

Someone finally spoke:

"How did things turn out this way?"

Others seemed to explode with surprise as well:

"Yeah, how did things develop like this?"

Someone trembled as they spoke, "God is only at the seventh tier, and he’s even complained that the opponent is too weak, yet he’s helping our leader get stronger?"

"Isn’t he afraid our leader will kill him?"

"Crazy! This world is crazy! Who uses their opponent for experiments to make them stronger?"

...

Listening to the chatter of these people.

Beside them, the Goddess of Destiny Fortuna shook her head.

Such a lack of understanding.

God is just like this.

Previously, during a civil war among gods, he even helped another god grow stronger, imparting knowledge.

Having acquired omniscient wisdom, their worldview, their perspective on the world, had long been different from ordinary people.

Why do you think your intelligence can fathom the decisions of the God of Wisdom?

Fortuna thought to herself, "Even if the opponent gets stronger, they are still just a mortal..."

"If it were other single-attribute gods, perhaps it might turn out badly, but how could God possibly be defeated?"

As long as they are mortal, there are too many ways to be manipulated.

...

Boom!

Above countless grains of sand.

Light flashed around as two figures appeared here.

The true battle thus began.

Just by looking at the opponent, Munis felt his lifespan rapidly depleting.

Years accumulating, savings jar, activate!

"My lifespan is reversing; I need to deploy a shield to obliterate the Time Divine Power, to prevent him from siphoning my lifespan."

Munis enveloped himself in a massive shield that constantly rotated, spiraling, like a millstone grinding away anything visible around him.

When he regained his senses, he found God had vanished.

"Where did he go?"

His celestial lock activated in response:

[In thirteen seconds, the opponent will appear at the 3,000-meter position in the Death World’s seven o’clock direction.]

Listening to the heavens, he instantly made a prediction.

With a few steps, he arrived at the reserved location.

But the next second, just as he was preparing to ambush God, a message was left in his celestial lock:

[You lost.]

God...

Directly pre-read his words into my celestial lock’s heavens’ listening?

Munis stared at the text in his mind, unable to flee before he saw an incredibly tiny energy ball shoot out, a force seemingly born to destroy.

"Be careful."

"This is the God of Destruction’s..."

"Chaos."

This energy ball carried a terrifying aura of destruction, evoking an instinctual biological dread from deep within his soul.

What is this thing?

He seemed to see the cosmos collapsing, the end of all things.

In the real universe, beyond God’s civilization, chaos had never appeared.

After all, the rate of chaos expansion is extremely fast; once it appears, it would quickly spread throughout the entire universe, rebooting all existence.

Something’s off, something’s very off, an unprecedented aura of cosmic annihilation kept surging in,

"Can’t dodge it, can only withstand it."

Fearless in ignorance, in the next moment, Munis did something even gods dare not easily attempt.

"Roar!!!" He crouched slightly, his aura climbing sharply, his hands slightly raised, a roar echoing through the air.

Boom!

Countless fists transformed into illusions.

The divine power that augmented him fiercely erupted.

In his view, as long as it was energy, no matter how strong, it could be consumed, obliterated.

The Divine Power could be ground down.

The energy ball before him, emitting a destructive aura, must also be annihilated, counteracted.

The two collided instantly.

Mutually devoured.

Blindingly infinite light enveloped this land, boundless energy erupting forth.

But soon, with a shriek, Munis felt himself being gradually obliterated by an overwhelmingly dominant power that could devour everything.

He didn’t hold out for even a fraction of a second before he rapidly turned to ash and was evaporated.

Just when he thought he would die here.

A faint and cold voice reached him, and when Munis regained his senses, he found himself reduced to just a head, held effortlessly in God’s single hand.

Munis’s heart trembled violently,

"The entire process didn’t even exceed five moves, and I, Munis, was defeated just like that?"

God leisurely walked back to the lab, holding Munis’s head, a new experimental specimen, in one hand,

"Without Divine Power, you’re still too weak."

"It seems I need to apply some updates, continuously perfect your eighth-tier divine format combat abilities."