Starting with Growing Mushrooms

The saying goes.

The tree that stands taller than the forest is bound to be blown down by the wind.

Liu Jun started reflecting on himself, "Am I too conspicuous? Why throughout mythology, heroes and prodigies of all ages aspire to overthrow my position as God?"

One gets taken down, another one rises.

It’s simply too against the natural order.

After venting, Liu Jun continued to read on.

...

"Your Majesty, we have a great victory on the front line!"

"They retreated!"

"Hahaha, how could they possibly withstand us? Divine Format? Can it be used in turns? As long as it’s strengthened, can it break through quickly? These advantages cannot stand against our crushing might!"

There are too many of their Tao Spirit Realms.

And on top of that, their projections are immortal bodies, it’s simply exhilarating.

Is this Divine Power?

Is this a Divine War?

However, their report also signifies they cannot advance further.

"They retreated all the way to the abode of the Gods in the First Reality Universe, and the exact location of the abode keeps on shifting in the cosmos; we can’t pin it down!"

"Indeed, we cannot penetrate their stronghold!"

"They have a so-called Concealing Divine Power, protecting the abode of the Gods, unless they make an appearance, we can do nothing!"

"Under this pressure, they rapidly grew stronger; perhaps in some time, they might gradually appear to resist us!"

Listening to these reports.

Magaras displayed a hint of calmness, "I said, just restrain their growth."

From the very start, Magaras knew it was impossible to utterly eliminate them.

"Next, I want you to simultaneously project into the Fourth and Fifth Trials, and lay low."

"I’ve already projected my avatar over there in advance and found a place to establish a base. Next, you are to follow me there and develop, conquering more subordinates!"

He plans to use Parallel Power, to snowball.

Twelve trials, twelve high towers, unable to interconnect.

Yet he possesses the advantage of connecting all twelve levels, allowing everyone to appear in all twelve levels simultaneously...

He believes he can snowball endlessly, growing larger and larger.

"So, let’s begin."

"My goal is to conquer the entire Twelve Trials ahead of God."

"To become the King of the new era."

His gaze seemingly penetrated through layers of void, descending into the front line of the Tenth Trial.

He felt that conquering the Twelve Trials with Parallel Power was his predestined fate, the path of the king.

One hundred years later.

The First and Second Trials were still entangled.

Whereas Magaras, had already reached the Fourth, Fifth, and Sixth Trials.

He alone possessed multiple Divine Powers, being half of the Gods, as a super composite deity combining multiple Divine Objects, under his rule, wars were won with overwhelming ease.

The entire multiverse, even the highest layers at the front lines began to hear the voices of the lower layers.

"Master of Time," "Divine King on the Tower," "Eternal Lord of Evolution," "Glory of Fertility and Plague," the whole region sang praises of their names.

As if with Magaras’s arrival, the entire cosmos embraced salvation.

Additionally, his formidable talents, multi-front combat, frontline elites began to reveal his hidden army.

Yet, the closer Magaras got, the more he comprehended, the greater his fear.

"Those guys, they’re too terrifying..."

"They’re an ancient civilization, entirely different from ours, I have no idea how they became so powerful..."

"Even with countless Divine Powers, I’m not confident to probe them."

"Just approaching them, witnessing them dominate and rule over the star seas is enough to make one shiver."

Magaras knew the opponent was unfathomable, with countless tricks up their sleeves.

He could only engage directly to ascertain the relative strength and determine if he could fight.

But once engaged, if he fell into a disadvantage, he might not be able to return.

Magaras was extremely composed; he continued falling back on steady approaches, attempting to expand his multidimensional empire into the Twelve Trials.

Until that day.

With his continuous application of multidimensional power, a new Parallel Power descended from the heavens.

"High Parallel Power."

"I’ve acquired new strength."

Magaras released a long sigh, "The time for the decisive battle has come."

"Medium Parallel Divine Object splits into countless versions of myself, High Parallel Divine Power fuses countless versions of myself."

"The Twelve Parallel Trials fuse via this strength, multidimensional unification, stepping into the complete multidimensional supreme life..."

"Twelve of me, can’t beat them yet?"

Finally, Magaras chose to launch an all-out attack.

He gathered strength from hidden elites across layers, unified multiverse integration, transforming into a multidimensional life form, battling the frontline.

This battle ravaged the entire frontline into ruins.

And the outcome of this battle was beyond anyone’s imagination.

Magaras, gravely injured, fled, near death.

As a defeated one, he stumbled back into the First Trial Universe.

There, he found Surya, who was training in seclusion.

"Are you Magaras? How did you end up like this?"

Magaras, in utter disarray, resembled a beggar, his eyes vacant, the sharp pride and confidence had completely vanished from his eyes.

"I lost, the Tenth Layer holds great terror... Even the Power of Time cannot heal my wounds, perhaps only a rebirth from the Longevity God can..."

"But he won’t save me."

In his final moments, Magaras looked at Surya,

"I leave all my essence, legacy, knowledge, Divine Object to you..."

His eyes were filled with regret:

"Surya, replace me, continue onward, conquer the monsters at the peak of the twelve trials, and then go defeat God."

The light in Magaras’ eyes gradually dimmed.

He entrusted all his efforts to Surya and then quietly departed.

He transformed into a beggar, wandering aimlessly in the first trial, until one day he saw the silhouette of God on the street, approaching slowly against a faint radiance.

"What a sorry state, Magaras."

...

The introduction of the high Parallel Divine Object ends here.

Liu Jun stroked his chin, "It seems the Parallel Divine Object series always emphasizes simplicity? Not flashy at all?"

Parallel Open Door, Parallel Clone, Fusion Clone.

Very simple.

But simplicity also means practicality.

As the current favored version, the God of Parallel’s practicality in the twelve trials is the strongest.

"But even the yellow-haired God, who commands the geography of entering and exiting the twelve parallel trial worlds, can’t defeat those guys at the front lines?"

Liu Jun was somewhat surprised.

In the introduction of the Divine Object, he saw the rise of Magaras, unexpectedly also seeing this fellow’s downfall in the same introductions.

"Forget it."

Liu Jun did not think further and looked at the next Divine Object.

[Heaven and Earth’s Spiritual Perception]: What all beings have, I have; what all beings obtain, I obtain.

Introduction:

Surya inherited all of Magaras’ legacy, becoming the new God of Gods, a new member of the Celestial Will Race.

He soon took over the armies of various trial universes from Magaras and began to manage and develop anew.

He did not go on the offensive, instead quietly concealing himself on the front lines of the Tenth Trial.

Civilization flourished massively, and a new God civilization began to rise across the universes.

After the myth of Magaras, came the myth of God Surya.

He continued to suppress the God civilization of the first and second trials, vigorously developing the civilizations of the third to ninth trial universes, and enslaved the entire Celestial Will Race.

The name of God resounded throughout the multiverse.

Soon after, the front line seemed to have received various inspirations from Magaras, achieving significant breakthroughs, they defeated the boss of the Tenth Trial, and stepped into the Eleventh Trial.

Only then did Surya quietly take over the Tenth Trial Universe after those people left.

Time passed second by second.

Endless years pushed on.

Until this day, Surya finally cultivated his own Tao Spirit.

He broke free from five hundred chains on his own, without needing to fuse others’ chains, and forged his true Tao Spirit Realm.

"Not enough, this is still not enough."

Surya continued to settle, "Compared to those lunatics from several epochs ago, still far behind."

He is a comprehensive seeker of knowledge, hungrily absorbing all information.

Learn, settle, learn, settle.

Until this day, suddenly a brand new Divine Object fell from the sky.

"Mid-Heaven Dao Divine Object."

"The talents of the people are my talents."

"The essence of the people is my essence."

At this moment, Surya finally welcomed a qualitative change.

He lost the Wisdom Series of God, yet gained an equally omniscient and omnipotent Heavenly Dao Series.

He began to fill in the gaps in various aspects.

God Surya, fully returned.

"It’s time for the final battle."

Surya finally began to move.

This battle erupted in the Eleventh Trial, shaking the heavens and splitting the earth.

However, Surya still lost, he fled back to the First Trial with his Divine Object, meeting the concealed Parallel Longevity God of his universe.

Surya entrusted all his legacy to the other, then left in desolation, choosing to travel across the earth, welcoming his final years.

Countless years later, in his final moments, God slowly approached, quietly watching this elder from the Angel Era.

"What a sorry state, Surya."

...

Liu Jun’s eyelids slightly twitched.

Suddenly, a feeling of powerless ridicule grew wildly in his heart.

Passing the baton, succeeding one another... to think we, these civilizations, are just like those primitive mortal civilizations, continuously battling, continuously failing.

It’s absurd.

Even deities like us can’t defeat those mortals?

Gods are the challengers?

Liu Jun remained silent, completely unable to fathom why they would lose so miserably.

Divine Objects clearly have powerful advantages, don’t they?

"Clearly possessing various Divine Objects, yet repeatedly losing to mortals?" Liu Jun was somewhat speechless.

And he discovered that this introduction of the Divine Object once again appeared so vague and indistinct.

His eyes suddenly shifted to the third mushroom, his eyelids slightly twitched.

"It’s actually the Terminal Theft Divine Object, it actually appeared?"