Rise of the Invincible Upgrade System

In a two-dimensional world, traveling from one point to another requires a path connecting them.

No matter how close the two points are, there is always a distance between them. And as long as there is distance, movement is required.

To cross that distance as quickly as possible, one can only accelerate, pushing their speed higher and higher.

However, in a three-dimensional world, one who has mastered space can perform hyperspace travel, much like passing through the back of a sheet of paper instead of moving across its surface.

Void Breaking works on a similar principle.

However, Void Breaking requires precise coordinates and can usually only be used within a single Star Realm.

This is because every Star Realm is completely surrounded by a Light Prison. Between separate Star Realms, coordinates become unreliable.

If a hyperspace jump fails, one may end up in unknown regions of space or even in a cosmic dead zone, making such travel extremely dangerous.

Of course, as the Universe developed, civilizations found ways to establish stable hyperspace facilities between Star Realms.

By continuously updating and synchronizing coordinates on both ends, travelers could safely move across vast distances.

The only drawback was that such travel fixed the destination.

One could only arrive at predetermined locations rather than freely teleport to any planet they desired.

Gods, however, were different.

A God Nation existed within eleven-dimensional space.

Movement there did not require a path.

It only required resonance.

Specifically, the resonance between a God’s Soul Token and their divine soul.

Once resonance was established, precise teleportation became possible.

By relying on the higher-dimensional space in which their God Nation existed, a God could instantly travel to any Star Realm in the Universe that possessed their Soul Token.

Flying Star had only recently ascended to godhood, so naturally no Soul Token existed on the cyber clone’s side.

However, as a clone, its soul remained connected to the original body.

Using this connection, Qin Mu synchronized the resonance coordinates and shared them with Flying Star.

"Lululu~ Takeoff!"

With Flying Star’s childish shout, the God Nation instantly vanished from the Qingxuan Realm.

The next moment, it appeared outside the blood-red Divine Palace beyond the Light Prison.

Fast.

There was only one word that could describe it.

Fast.

Qin Mu had never experienced speed like this before.

Hundreds of millions of light-years were ignored.

The coordinate-less Void beyond the Light Prison was ignored.

Distance itself seemed meaningless as they arrived instantly.

If such a feat could not be called divine, then what could?

Before them, the blood-red Divine Palace still stood within the Void Realm.

The altar remained sealed inside, though not completely.

Whether because the Divine Palace had been damaged or because Bei Qi had done it deliberately, several openings remained in the outer structure.

Through these gaps, Qin Mu could clearly observe what was happening inside.

"Qian Yun and the others are still trapped within the hall."

"Bei Qi’s blood sacrifice appears to have stalled after being interrupted by the Divine War Hammer."

"For now, the situation is at a stalemate."

"The Divine War Hammer can’t break through the defense of the supreme treasure, and Bei Qi doesn’t seem capable of dealing with it either."

The cyber clone quickly explained the situation.

Most of his attention had been focused on Flying Star’s ascension to godhood, so there might have been details he had missed.

"Twenty-three minutes..."

Qin Mu checked the time.

Flying Star’s entire ascension process had taken only twenty-three minutes.

Even throughout the history of the Universe, such a speed would undoubtedly rank among the fastest.

However, one thing still puzzled him.

A Cyber Immortal warrior had fought Bei Qi for this long without either side gaining a decisive advantage.

That seemed difficult to understand.

"Bei Qi possesses a supreme treasure. He should either crush his opponents or be killed himself. It shouldn’t drag on for so long..."

Before Qin Mu could finish speaking, Ao Mengmeng interrupted him.

"Not necessarily, Ao."

"Battles between Gods are very different from battles between ordinary cultivators."

"If the gap in power isn’t overwhelming, fights can last for months or even years."

"When both sides are fighting to the death without outside interference, victory often comes down to the size of their divine bodies and the amount of energy they possess."

"Gods are effectively immortal. Instant kills are incredibly rare."

"In reality, most divine battles are wars of attrition."

"So for Gods, battle duration isn’t an issue at all."

"It’s not uncommon for them to fight until an entire Star Realm is destroyed before a victor emerges."

Qin Mu nodded in realization.

The inheritance of the Qingfeng Sword Art contained countless combat memories, and the vast majority involved extremely lengthy battles.

He simply hadn’t adjusted his mindset yet.

Seeing Qin Mu still deep in thought, Ao Mengmeng couldn’t help but ask:

"Master, are you certain you want to go inside?"

"Even the Divine War Hammer can’t break through the defense of that supreme treasure. Getting in yourself will probably be extremely difficult..."

"Heh."

Qin Mu chuckled.

"Of course I’m going in. Otherwise, why would I go through the trouble of helping Flying Star ascend to godhood and teleporting all the way here just to watch from the sidelines?"

He had every intention of entering.

Of course, only after ensuring his safety.

"Don’t worry."

Qin Mu calmly explained.

"The Divine Hall’s blood sacrifice targets only flesh-and-blood lifeforms. I’m currently an energy-based existence, and Flying Star is a true God. As long as we leave the God Nation outside, we won’t be affected."

The Thunder Dragon Clone was unimaginably massive.

Completely transforming it into Blazing Flame would consume an amount of energy capable of bankrupting an ordinary God many times over.

Fortunately, Qin Mu had prepared in advance.

Inside the God Nation, three billion Energy Stones had already been stockpiled.

That was more than enough.

"Let’s begin."

Having undergone the transformation process once before, Qin Mu was confident there would be no problems this time.

As long as sufficient energy was available, everything would proceed smoothly.

"Qian Yun is still inside. It’s best not to expose the Thunder Dragon Clone in front of her."

After a moment’s thought, Qin Mu raised his hand and summoned Flying Star.

"Transform."

The instant the command was issued, Flying Star responded.

The next second, the pink, flame-breathing little dragon dove directly into Qin Mu’s chest.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

Layers of Fallen Heart Flame condensed into blazing armor, rapidly covering the Thunder Dragon’s enormous body.

Flying Star Armor!

Its shoulder guards resembled a divine Suanni.

Its helmet took the shape of a soaring phoenix.

Fallen Heart Flame burned across every surface, while crackling thunder coursed through the armor’s veins.

The result was overwhelmingly imposing.

"Hmm."

Qin Mu nodded in satisfaction.

"Using a God as armor shouldn’t be any worse than a divine artifact."

He was extremely pleased with the result.

"The Thousand Mountain Sword can’t be used, so I’m still lacking a suitable weapon..."

He briefly considered teleporting away to purchase one.

After all, the trip would take only a moment.

However, truly powerful divine weapons required mastery of their corresponding Laws.

As for ordinary divine weapons, they would likely be less useful than fighting bare-handed.

"Tsk."

Obtaining a good weapon really wasn’t easy.

Just as Qin Mu was considering making do with a temporary purchase, his gaze swept across the towering Ancient Wutong Tree standing within the God Nation.

"An Ancient Wutong Tree that even Blazing Flame can’t burn away..."

"Its durability shouldn’t be a problem, right?"

Earlier, he had tested it with a casual strike.

Although he hadn’t used his full strength, the attack would have been enough to instantly kill anyone below the Star Realm.

The result?

Only a small black scorch mark had appeared on the trunk.

And now that mark had already disappeared.

Fresh shoots had sprouted from the damaged area, while new branches rapidly extended outward.

"Ha."

"I’ll just cut off a section and see."

Qin Mu acted immediately.

Drawing the Thousand Mountain Sword, he slashed toward the lower portion of the Ancient Wutong Tree.

A brilliant sword light swept downward.

The blade cut dozens of meters into the trunk before abruptly changing direction, arcing through the air at a sharp angle.

Crack!

A massive section of the Ancient Wutong Tree broke free.

The piece measured over thirty meters in length, more than ten meters thick, and several meters wide.

Naturally, he hadn’t chosen the wood at random.

The selected section needed to possess both strength and flexibility while maintaining excellent compatibility with Blazing Flame.

After careful observation, Qin Mu nodded.

"This portion of the heartwood looks perfect."

At first, he intended to shape it using sword energy.

After some thought, however, he abandoned the idea.

Blazing Flame!

With a low roar, the Phoenix God’s flames erupted from Qin Mu’s palm.

The fire surged skyward.

Countless wisps of flame transformed into phoenixes, while the blazing inferno echoed with cries resembling phoenix calls.

Crack...

Boom!

The Ancient Wutong Tree was engulfed by the divine fire.

Large sections blackened and shattered into countless glowing sparks.

Yet at the center of the flames, something extraordinary remained.

A section of heartwood intertwined with strands of blazing firelight.

Instead of being destroyed, it grew brighter and brighter.

Its surface shimmered with crimson-gold radiance as though it were being refined into something entirely new.

The wood showed no signs of charring.

Instead, it became smoother and more refined with every passing moment.

"Use a gentler flame~!"

Seeing this, Ao Mengmeng immediately cried out excitedly.

"If it succeeds, it could become a peak fire-element divine weapon!"

A gentler flame?

It wasn’t that Qin Mu couldn’t do it.

The problem was that he didn’t have the time.

"Then let’s use the fierce flame instead. Burn or break!"

With a casual backhand strike, Qin Mu made his decision.

All the Blazing Flame surrounding his body condensed into a colossal True Dragon.

Roaring through the air, it slammed directly into the wooden staff that had been refined from the Ancient Wutong Tree.

"Live or die. Your choice."

Boom!

The moment the Blazing Flame True Dragon collided with it, the heartwood of the Ancient Wutong Tree finally reached its limit.

The entire staff instantly blackened and turned into charcoal.

"Oh no..."

Ao Mengmeng stamped her feet anxiously.

"What a waste~!"

A peak divine weapon was worth hundreds of millions of Energy Stones.

And its value wasn’t merely monetary.

Such a weapon would greatly enhance Qin Mu’s combat strength.

More importantly, it would be perfectly compatible with Blazing Flame.

If successfully forged, it would undoubtedly become the divine weapon best suited to him.

Qin Mu, however, remained completely unconcerned.

After all, he had resources to spare.

Didn’t he?

There was still a ten-thousand-meter Ancient Wutong Tree standing inside the God Nation.

If one piece failed, he could simply cut another.

If it broke, then it broke.

With a squeeze of his right hand, the pitch-black charcoal instantly shattered.

Crack!

The blackened remains crumbled into fine powder and scattered into the air.

However, at that very moment—

A spark ignited within the drifting ashes.

Then another.

And another.

In an instant, a brilliant blaze erupted from the cloud of carbon dust.

"Hiss..."

Ao Mengmeng’s eyes widened.

"Rebirth?!"

A look of disbelief appeared on her face.

Within the blazing flames, a faint outline gradually emerged.

Like a phoenix rising from its ashes, the charred remains of the Ancient Wutong heartwood were being reforged by destruction itself.

The stronger the flames became, the brighter the object within them shone.

It was no longer resisting the fire.

It was devouring it.