Starting with Growing Mushrooms

A few days later.

"There are signs of battle here."

"It’s the aura of Chang Qintian!"

"Who did he have a great battle with here?"

Several natives transformed into streams of light, swiftly shooting in this direction.

When they arrived, they were shocked by the ferocity of the battlefield.

And right in the center lay a tattered corpse, none other than Chang Qintian, whom they had been pursuing for so long.

"What? The will of our Third Trial is dead?"

"Chang Qintian was a super monster that oppressed us for so many years!"

Some showed fear, some had grave expressions.

The most puzzling thing was, who was the killer?

According to the aura left at the scene, it was not someone they were familiar with.

The aura even had a weak intent to it.

"Could it be that another day killed him?"

Someone couldn’t help but shout.

The scene fell into silence, where did another day come from?

...

First Trial Desert Universe.

Harris died with regrets, but his legacy was indeed rich!

After the civilization army of God conquered the Second Ocean Universe, they chose not to invade the Third Trial.

You can’t chew more than you can swallow.

Rest, absorb, digest.

This was the well-grounded path forward.

They began to accept Harris’s ocean territories wholeheartedly, the large marine biological populations of various star clusters.

And they also quickly entered a new era of Divine Format.

Tao Spirit of Divine Format!

Just like in an online game, a new level cap was opened.

The previous +10 Eighth Tier Perfection Divine Format was their limit.

And now?

It took hundreds of +10 Divine Formats to gradually produce Tao Spirits.

This cap increased by more than hundreds of times?

At this moment, almost all the cultivators on the ground were watching silently.

But they also understood that this wasn’t a problem with God’s civilization, but the reality of cultivation in the cosmos was just that absurd, the difficulty was just that exaggerated!

Instead, God’s era of Divine Format even gave them the opportunity to break through to the Tao Spirit Realm!

"However, the Tao Spirit Realm is probably destined to be extremely rare!"

"Indeed."

Thus, a new era erupted.

For this new era, Fortuna, Cain, Lilith, and others were delighted they came to the right place.

"Civilization’s progress is really fast." Fortuna sighed.

Cain also said, "Yes, in the First Trial Desert Universe, we found a way to break through the Eighth Tier."

Bal laughed and said, "In the Second Trial, we found the Tao Spirit Realm."

No matter what, even the exalted gods entered a mode of hard cultivation.

They had to thoroughly digest the abundant legacy!

Thus, after this great battle, they finally ushered in a long-awaited period of peaceful development, starting to recuperate and build strength.

...

At this moment.

In the abode of gods, in the Mushroom Soup World.

Liu Jun was still re-evaluating his Tao Spirit.

He had sent out Gabriel, who was bound by over 500 shackles.

So, he had to re-examine and craft a Tao Spirit that belonged to him.

After several experiments, he found that 500 shackles was a critical point; as long as it was below this number, his Tao Spirit wouldn’t develop wisdom.

So.

Liu Jun basically drew a conclusion:

"This thoroughly proves that the Tao Spirits of high-tier powerhouses generally have self-awareness."

"Would it truly be that a self-born Tao Spirit would break through the Ninth Tier, and then the father himself die at the Eighth Tier?"

The more Liu Jun thought about it, the more it seemed absurd.

Abandon the father, keep the child?

He felt this cosmos was just too damn outrageous!

Why did things keep getting darker?

But putting aside these nonsensical thoughts, life had to go on.

Liu Jun could only make a Tao Spirit stopped right at the critical point of 499 shackles.

A being that looked like an Angel.

"However, it seems that I, by false methods of the Tao, broke into the Tao Spirit Realm, yet in essence, I am still a Seventh Tier."

"I must accelerate my cultivation of my own shackles."

Now, Liu Jun had collected 65 artificial talents and cultivated them each to 65 shackles.

He planned to cultivate hundreds of shackles in one go, and then form a Tao Spirit of his own!

After all, stolen shackles... the Tao Spirit that gathers isn’t truly his!

"However, I can’t wait for all the Divine Objects to appear before referencing them to form corresponding shackles!"

"Waiting for all Divine Objects to appear? That’s impossible."

"I can only reference the existing number of shackles for my practice."

"Fortunately, the national treasury has over thirty thousand shackles... I can reference them one by one to form my own shackles."

With various mortal shackles for reference, his difficulty instead lay in artificial talents.

Each shackle needed a corresponding artificial talent, which was a challenge in itself.

"Talents, there’s still a dire lack of talents."

"I can only undergo bitter cultivation, one by one."

At the very least, Liu Jun felt that his future path was quite clear.

Disregarding the worries about realms, his gaze suddenly lowered, falling on the long-unseen progress bar of Mushroom Soup.

During the time he was busy, the progress bar of Mushroom Soup also refilled.

[Progress Bar: 100]

Taking a deep breath, Liu Jun activated the three choices.

"Just as we arrived in the new territory, let the Creator God display divine power in the First Trial Desert Universe."

"This is the best publicity."

As soon as the words fell, countless indigenous inhabitants in the First Desert Universe were stirred up.

They watched as the sky of the universe suddenly became misty, and within the infinite void, a gigantic face rose.

It was as if the entire universe was a large cauldron.

And some grand foundational figure was gazing down into the cauldron with incredible eyes.

The enormous and vast figure left everyone astonished and shocked.

Every creature fears gigantic beings.

The moment they saw the Creator God, that body that blotted out the sun and sky made everyone feel as if they were insignificant ingredients, with an expression of awe in their eyes.

At this moment, the fear of the immense and the unknown reached its peak.

"How exaggerated, that’s the Creator God."

"This is unbelievable, it’s not scientific at all! Is there really a God in this universe?"

"Opportunity, opportunity has come! It means a new Divine Object has descended, and both you and I have the chance to ascend to divinity!"

From the seabed, volcanoes, cities, deserts, to grasslands—indigenous inhabitants from countless places raised their heads to look. The entire universe, through the projection of the Magic Net, under the power of the Mushroom Soup, witnessed that astonishing scene.

And three mushrooms, each with distinct forms, were slowly being nurtured.

...

Liu Jun gazed down into the Mushroom Soup, looking at the brand new mushrooms.

[Diverse Unity]: I am countless, and also the one.

"A high-parallel divine object?"

Liu Jun looked at this hybrid divine object without surprise.

His Mushroom Soup had previously handled so many parallel Divine Era worlds... The materials for nurturing were surely sufficient.

Moreover, this Twelve Trials, in essence, is twelve parallel cosmos... transitioning to a higher dimension, under the jurisdiction of Parallel Divine Power.

Low-parallel divine object: Yellow Hair Opening, very straightforward and brutal door-opening characteristic, but its impact is profound.

Mid-parallel divine object: Yellow Hair Projection, projecting oneself across parallel worlds, elevating from a one-dimensional being to a multidimensional lifeform.

So, what about high-parallel divine objects?

"The parallel series, in this Twelve Trials Universe context, is indeed the favored child of the version!"

His eyes shifted slightly, looking at this blurred mushroom with many overlapping images, as if countless figures were superimposed.

But when he saw the first sentence, he couldn’t hold back.

Introduction:

"Killed Chang Qintian, God? He’s doomed this time."

I fled the scene before the local inhabitants discovered it.

Spent a great deal of time recuperating and healing all injuries from killing Chang Qintian, absorbing his characteristics to replace him, becoming the new Third Heavenly Intention.

Ten years later.

I mastered various divine powers, starting to conquer all the indigenous inhabitants of the Third Heaven.

Those who once defied Chang Qintian, how could they possibly submit to a newly emerged bizarre Heavenly Intention?

"We do not comply!"

Follow me and thrive, resist me and perish.

Kill, kill, kill, kill!

Twenty years later, the Third Heaven was completely unified.

The Forest Universe was taken.

Sitting on the divine throne high up in the clouds, I gazed down at all my followers.

The four followers, once emperors, I easily abandoned. Now I have acquired an even stronger group of subordinates.

Magaras said plainly, "Next, I will simultaneously attack the lower First and Second Trials!"

The subordinates below couldn’t help but speak.

"Your Majesty Magaras, the lower First and Second Trial Universes are very barren and weak—it’s the path we once traveled, offering no benefits worthy of our attack."

Magaras glanced at them:

"I don’t need you to win; it’s too difficult to completely take those regions. Just keep them entangled and choke God’s development."

Everyone fell silent.

This new powerful Heavenly Intention figure likely originates from the mysterious World of Gods, sharing the same origin as God!

Moreover, they bear a grudge against God.

They cannot easily cross into the lower worlds.

Even if a door is opened, they can only extend a hand through.

Thus, Chang Qintian didn’t refrain from descending, he genuinely could only reach out, his power severely restricted, resulting in being ambushed.

And that mysterious God is so terrifying, they cannot descend in full form.

Merely extending a hand through the doorway could end up with them facing the same disgraceful pounding as Chang Qintian!

Seeing everyone hesitating, Magaras said coldly, "I wield the mid-parallel power, allowing people to project into other worlds..."

"Naturally, you can project there to engage in warfare."

Thus, under Magaras’s initiative, an inter-dimensional war broke out instantly.

A large number of Tao Spirit Realm powerhouses, using their might to bully the weak, plummeted into the Second Ocean Universe and the First Desert Universe.

Boom boom boom!

Countless mighty figures fell to the ground, slaughtering the strong below.

"How is this possible? These projections are...?"

"They’ve gone mad, completely mad!"

"This guy appeared in the First Universe, and also in the Second Universe; can he split himself to fight on multiple fronts? Does each world have him?"

"It’s over, it’s over, why are there so many Tao Spirit Realms!"

Initially, they tried to resist.

But a horrifying event occurred.

After much struggle, they managed to kill a projection, only to find it was just a bubble.

A while later, the opponent would project again, resurrecting.

"Immortal."

"Resurrector."

"The multidimensional projection army of the Parallel God."

"The unstoppable invaders."

Magaras’s civilization began to clash with God’s civilization, earning various terrifying titles.

Mortals under God’s civilization were frequently killed, forced to retreat en masse as residents were transported batch by batch to the World of Gods.

Retreating, retreating.

Vast stretches of territory fell.

The First and Second Trials Universes were completely evacuated, turning into bloodbaths.

Seeing this, Liu Jun’s eyelid twitched slightly:

"Goodness, Magaras was away for so long, now I know he was up to something big—much bigger than expected."