Mythology Is Technology

"Beat me up again?" Mech 72's dark blue body shimmered with runes, divine light emanating from it, revealing its extraordinary treasure attributes.

He was not provoked; he was very human, with a faint smile. Now, his cultivation was on par with his opponent's, and coupled with his rich combat experience, having come from the Mythological Era, he possessed boundless magic and was full of confidence.

When he smiled, he used that aura to unleash a kind of supernatural power, with petals inscribed with swastikas fluttering around him, imbued with Buddhist charm.

The Mechanical Buddha Clan smiled as he held up a flower, a world within a flower. In the blink of an eye, the flower flew out, quickly growing enormous and unfolding brilliantly.

The flowers bloomed, enveloping Wang Xuan, who was nearly a thousand meters tall, as if trying to melt him into a world of his own, a world within a flower, and to refine him into dust.

With his improved cultivation, No. 72 has gained more supernatural powers and is indeed much stronger than before!

Amidst the radiant flower buds, mechanical Shine Upon everywhere, outwardly sacred, inwardly boundless evil law, like a cage, locking Wang Xuan in a world of limited space.

Wang Xuan was very calm. Nearby, rows and rows of Ascension Divine Bamboo, all golden in color and accompanied by white mist, looked as if they were rooted in the celestial court.

The Ascension Divine Bamboo swayed and rustled, drawing Supernatural Factor from the enormous world of flower buds. Its roots were disintegrating this world, and with a loud bang, the Dao sound resounded.

The enormous, blooming divine flower was thus shattered. Wang Xuan walked on the fallen petals, then swept his leg across the air towards number 72.

Large Ascension Divine Bamboo descended from the sky, surrounding the Mechanical Race's powerful warriors. The bamboo formed orderly patterns, mobilizing the dimensional void, unleashing countless blades of light that slashed at their enemies.

Number 72 remained calm. Behind him, a giant peacock took flight, radiating Boundless Light, like his guardian sacred bird. It swallowed the void in one gulp, devouring all the various light blades.

The peacock feathers glowed, incredibly sacred, and pounced towards Wang Xuan. It was enormous, stretching across the universe, far exceeding the size of a warship.

Outside Wang Xuan's body, the immortal sword rang out, his body emitted a pale golden light, and sword energy burst forth from his pores, creating a mythical battlefield. Countless immortal swords, materialized from Super Material, flew out from his pores, whistling as they slashed and obliterated the peacock that surpassed even the giant ship.

Countless people outside were moved by this scene. The dark Cosmic Void was reflecting all sorts of strange and wondrous phenomena, as if Mythological World had returned.

On a certain life-bearing planet, Yuan Dao was having afternoon tea in the Sky Garden. This hotel was very unique, with each floor of the entire hotel building resembling a garden, boasting an excellent ecological environment.

"Zhuo Kong, the Dragon Hunter, and the Mechanical Race have joined forces. No, it's highly likely that the two of them have taken control of that machine. Moreover, Zhuo Kong and the others obtained the Fire Seed, which is why the Mechanical Race has a massive amount of supernatural power at their disposal. Back then, I sensed that the Tomb was researching a method for fusing flesh and machines. Could the person now controlling the Great Red Sky Saber in battle be... him?"

Yuan Dao sensed that the pool was very deep, and began to have doubts about the true identity and whereabouts of the tomb.

In the Yuntuo Starfield, the giant ship Number 63 silently floated in space, receiving signals from the probes in the desolate land, quietly observing the battle.

"As you expected, they obtained another Origin Fire Seed Fragment, and they also found Number 72 and effectively controlled it?" a dark brown robot said.

Number 63 nodded, his metallic face calm, his Abyssal Black Gold body looking profound and terrifying, sitting there very steadily.

Transcendent Immortals, gods, and all the extraordinary beings who had fallen into the mortal realm were all deeply moved. What they saw before them was as if the Great Barrier had reappeared and Mythological Resurgence.

In the desolate land, the battle intensified.

The Great Red Sky Saber shone with eternal divine light, fixing the Imperial Dao Spear in place. It swooped down several times, its gleaming blade cleaving through the starry sky and striking the spear. The Rule Divine Sound was deafening, and boundless ripples appeared as real as ocean waves, rising and falling in the universe and illuminating the dark places.

The Imperial Dao Spear, trapped in the mire of order, naturally resisted, its unique patterns intertwining to form a large net, attempting to lock down the long sword and launch a fierce counterattack.

Below them, Wang Xuan made every move, and the surrounding area was filled with divine light. He constantly clashed with the Mechanical Race's powerful figures with his fists, feet, and other movements.

Fingerprints were left on some parts of No. 72's metal body, but he was a rare treasure body after all, and his injuries could be restored instantly.

Extraordinary matter permeated the air, and Wang Xuan's physical body was shrouded in mist and haze. With each stretch of his body, he unleashed astonishing power, directly confronting Number 72.

His palm was like a knife, crackling with lightning and Samadhi True Fire, drawing a terrifying trajectory in the universe as he cleaved towards the head of the Mechanical Race's powerful warrior.

Number 72 vanished in a flash, unleashing the supernatural power of Starlight Reflection. His true form transformed into shattered light, reflected behind Wang Xuan, and he delivered a powerful punch.

This is not just a fist technique, but also a set of rules. Five-colored divine light flows, transforming into chains of order that arrive before his fist, aiming to bind his opponent.

Wang Xuan's back, his Spine Bone like a real dragon, rose with dazzling divine light, the dragon's roar reverberated, turning into runes, forming a dragon blade, which with a clang extinguished the five-colored divine light.

At the same time, without turning his head, he slightly turned his body, letting his fist strike the void. He suddenly exerted his strength and seized the arm of the Mechanical Race expert.

Wang Xuan's hands were like precise iron shears, about to sever the opponent's wrists. Sparks flew as they tore a terrible crack in the metal arm.

Number 72 slashed at Wang Xuan with his other hand, his pupils also releasing lightning, bombarding him from behind, while his body also crashed forward!

Wang Xuan's pores glowed, and boundless sword energy surged forth, unleashing a close-range attack. Countless divine swords materialized, densely packed, aiming to pierce through the mechanical body behind him.

The two clashed, flesh and blood colliding with mechanical bodies, rules flashing, rosy light and immortal mist rising together, and with a bang, the Dao sound was piercing, that was the annihilation of magic and the breaking of order.

Wang Xuan actually tore off one of No. 72's arms, and then swung the severed arm at his opponent, the metal clashing and smoke flying everywhere.

With a roar from Wang Xuan's primordial spirit, his physical body stepped on No. 72's shoulder, causing it to collapse instantly.

And then, with a bang, Rule Ripples spread through the rules, and Wang Xuan stomped down with his right foot, stepping on the mechanical body's face and causing it to dent.

"Ah..."

Number 72 was furious, his face contorted in pain. But the most important thing was the humiliation. The strongest group in the entire universe was watching the battle, and he was actually stepped on in the face and kicked like that!

Boom!

The void dimmed and collapsed. Wang Xuan's right fist followed, smashing into 72's head and piercing through it, blasting his skull apart.

Not only that, Number 72's massive metal body cracked and shattered, releasing destructive power—this was something he did intentionally.

Wang Xuan was enveloped in runes and soared into the sky.

He knew that although he had dealt a heavy blow to the enemy this time, it shouldn't have come to this. The Mechanical Race had fused with active metal, so even if they exploded like this, they wouldn't die. Their main purpose was to self-destruct and kill the enemy.

Sure enough, in the distance, all the metal fragments surged to one place, quickly coalescing into Number 72's true form, which appeared intact.

This creature is very troublesome and cannot be killed by ordinary means.

Wang Xuan remained calm and confident, his Spiritual Heavenly Eye opening to pinpoint the location of the fire seed and to observe its primordial spirit.

Those are two vital points. Unless the mythical metal body is completely annihilated, tearing it apart or exploding it is meaningless, as it can be reassembled.

"I beat you the second time. Once is never enough. Be careful next time, or you might lose your life!" Wang Xuan said.

"Kill!" Number 72's dark blue body shimmered with a chilling metallic light, and one after another, rune flowers appeared.

Before him, a Bodhi tree suddenly grew to tens of thousands of feet tall, even larger and more imposing than his nearly nine hundred-meter-tall metal body.

The leaves of the Bodhi tree swayed as he stood on the sacred tree, using some kind of powerful supernatural ability to make all the leaves turn over, as if a scripture was being turned.

An entire Bodhi tree shook down an incomparably sacred light, blessing Number 72 and making him exceptionally radiant, as if he were transcending the world.

"In the past, during the most glorious era of mythology, our race overthrew the corrupt Old Master and hunted all kinds of gods and demons in the Supernatural Great Universe. What are you, a mere cub, compared to us!"

Blessed by the mythical giant tree, he became even more dazzling. The next moment, he transformed into a spaceship, and with a boom, he unleashed a terrifying burst of light towards Wang Xuan.

This scene astonished the outside world. They had thought that he was going to display divine and demonic powers after being blessed by the mythical Bodhi tree, but instead he transformed into a technological weapon and suddenly erupted.

Wang Xuan was also surprised, but reacted quickly, sensing the warning and using his right hand to cleave open the void, allowing all the terrifying beams of light to enter the dimensional space.

The beams of light emitted by the spaceship were accompanied by a dense, supernatural force—the light of Supernatural Rule. Unit 72 was firing intensely.

"Technology is mythology, and mythology is technology." Number 72 became increasingly ferocious.

The Mechanical Race originated from technology and was originally created by humans. However, after being exposed to the Origin Fire Seed, they underwent a complete mutation, and their life imprints underwent a fundamental change and enhancement.

Those beams of light pierced through the dimensional space, sweeping across the area.

The sword energy surging from Wang Xuan's pores became even more terrifying. The Boundless Immortal Sword materialized, transforming directly into a river of sword energy that swept forward. Then, it was like a mountain torrent of immortal swords bursting its banks, with raging waves crashing against the shore, submerging the Bodhi tree and the spaceship.

The enormous divine tree was severed and shattered, and the spaceship transformed and evaded at lightning speed.

Number 72 reappeared, guarded by a condensed Bodhi tree. At the same time, a Treasure Vase appeared above his head, constantly releasing beams of light.

It looked like a Treasure Vase, but it was actually more like a supernatural cannon barrel, transforming into the most terrifying "big shot," with countless rune beams shooting towards Wang Xuan.

Wang Xuan manifested a celestial sword, which transformed into a torrent, unleashing the surging waves of swordsmanship to counter the runic beams from the cannon muzzle. Furthermore, his primordial spirit glowed, and a mental storm appeared, raging through the Cosmic Void, targeting the spiritual core of the Mechanical Race.

Then, a barrage of Heartstring Heaven-Plucking Arrow shot out, aiming to pierce through Number 72's mental realm.

Wang Xuan's primordial spirit unleashed the exquisite mystical techniques on the Golden Bamboo Slip, transforming into a celestial furnace, a divine sword, a heart arrow, a heavenly blade... Each ray of primordial spirit light was a weapon, penetrating everywhere, striking towards the Mechanical Race.

Number 72's expression changed, and he retreated rapidly. The Bodhi tree disappeared, and a metal shield appeared between his brows, with rules standing in his way to protect him.

However, under the terrifying beam of primordial spirit unleashed by Wang Xuan, No. 72's head was blasted with many craters and even some holes.

Meanwhile, in the sky, the Great Red Sky Saber, after slashing at the Imperial Dao Spear thousands upon thousands of times, roared violently and could no longer hold its opponent in place.

The Great Dao Ripples rippled violently, and a blinding light tore through the mire of rules, freeing the Imperial Dao Spear, which exuded a ferocious aura.

It transformed into a dazzling Divine Rainbow, its sharp, gleaming spear tip repeatedly piercing the crimson blade. After several unsuccessful attempts, it then used itself as a staff, swinging it around and smashing it towards the Great Red Sky Saber.

Amidst the deafening Dao sound, the Great Red Sky Saber trembled slightly!