Worship Is an Instinct

Yan and Azhui returned to their base in Tianhe City.

An ancient Western-style castle, it had been left behind by Angels who had come to Earth many years ago to collect data in the Chiwu Star System.

"Sister Yan, why didn't you argue with Xu Yi? Morgana is such a huge threat. She'll definitely cause enormous destruction on Earth," Zhui said.

"How could I argue? I can't beat him. Truth is built upon strength. Whoever has the bigger fist is right no matter what they say."

Yan replied casually, pouring herself a glass of red wine.

"Sister Yan, I never expected you to say something so rebellious." Azhui sighed helplessly and sat on the sofa gloomily, resting her chin in her hands.

"Azhui, the Universe is realistic, not an ideal utopia. Sometimes, we need to say impractical but righteous words to guide living beings. That comes from goodwill, and it is also meant to protect weaker lives from being bullied while maintaining order.

But we cannot be naïve. We must have our own bottom line for justice.

When dealing with an unfathomable powerhouse like Xu Yi, we can only be realistic rather than trying to move him with lofty talk of justice," Yan said.

People often said Angels were naïve sweethearts, but how could someone like Yan, an old hand nearly ten thousand years old, possibly be one?

In the original story, after Keisha fell, Yan had given the Super Soldier Company technology and spacecraft. Perhaps, fundamentally, she simply had no choice in that situation.

How could a newly ascended Angel King possibly contend with those layered schemers who had lived for tens of thousands of years, especially a mad lunatic like Carl?

Azhui still did not understand. Seeing this, Yan smiled and said, "Azhui, you do not need to understand, nor do you need to figure it out. For now, you only need to carry out justice."

"Okay," Angel Zhui replied.

Elsewhere, after the Angels left, Xu Yi lay on the sofa and soon drifted off to sleep.

In his dream, he arrived in a mysterious space. Everything around him was barren, with nothing in sight.

Then, countless fragments of memories and phantoms appeared before him, and the essential principles of a new cultivation art surfaced within the void.

"Is this my cultivation art in a dream?"

Xu Yi hurriedly memorized what he could, but the art was far too profound. He could not remember all of it and could only retain part of it.

Though this portion of the cultivation art's principles was limited, after Xu Yi circulated it, he discovered that his cultivation speed had increased considerably once more. His strength also continued to rise imperceptibly.

"Does this cultivation art have a name?" Xu Yi wondered.

Anyone cultivating immortality knew about Qi Refinement, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, and the like.

But he seemingly had none of those. As he circulated his cultivation art, his body and Primordial Spirit transformed on their own. Sometimes, the art even circulated and improved itself, practically like a buff.

That was why Xu Yi had never known what realm he was in. Even the Chat Group could not provide him with a clear classification.

But judging from the techniques he could use, Xu Yi was certainly far more powerful than many immortals.

"Taichu..."

Two additional characters appeared before the cultivation art in the air.

"Taichu?"

Xu Yi read them aloud. There were more words after them, but they were blurry and indistinct.

"Could Taichu be the name of the cultivation art? But it should not be only two characters, right?"

Xu Yi did not dwell on the name. In truth, it did not matter whether it had one or not. At worst, he could just give it an awesome, domineering name himself.

Something like the Chaos Refining God Art, Nine Revolutions Star Transformation, or Invincible Grand Luo Scripture...

After thinking it over, he decided not to use those names.

Before long, Xu Yi woke from his dream and discovered that less than a minute had passed between falling asleep and waking up.

Yet in the dream, merely circulating the cultivation art had made him feel as if he had cultivated for a very long time, perhaps even years.

It reminded him of the Taoist School's concept of inner landscapes in Qi Refinement and immortal cultivation. One could cultivate within an inner landscape, where time flowed vastly differently from reality.

For example, one might cultivate in an inner landscape for hundreds of years while less than a day—or even an hour—passed in reality.

"One day in the immortal realm, one year in the mortal world. They are clearly within the same heaven and earth, yet time is different. Could the immortal realm also be someone's inner landscape? Or perhaps the entire heaven and earth is someone's inner landscape?" Xu Yi's thoughts were somewhat absurd.

He simply stopped dwelling on such strange notions and sent his consciousness into the Chat Group.

Chat Group.

Ye Hei: "The Group Owner is amazing. A Black Hole appeared whenever you wanted and vanished whenever you wanted. You even took Angel girls into a Black Hole and scared them badly enough to leave them traumatized."

Bad Commander: "The world is vast, and all manner of wonders exist. Thanks to the Group Owner, I have been fortunate enough to witness such a marvel as a Black Hole."

Tushan Second Head: "That Black Hole looked so gloomy and creepy. It was terrifying."

Bi Cang Wang: "Just how strong is the Group Owner? What realm must one cultivate to in order to become the strongest?"

Uchiha Madara: "Soka! The Group Owner's strength is beyond imagination."

Snow Moon Sword Immortal: "What a pity. We did not get to see the Group Owner use a sword."

Immortal Ancient Willow God: "..."

At this moment, the group members were still discussing Xu Yi's duel with He Xi, unaware that the duel had long since ended.

Other than Willow God, everyone was still unable to calm down after their shock.

Ye Hei: "Willow God, can you enter a Black Hole?"

Ye Fan had become curious about Willow God's strength again. Unfortunately, he did not have Willow God's script, and the Chat Group would not provide complete scripts either.

Immortal Ancient Willow God: "... I need only spread open my palm and stir my thoughts slightly to create billions of Black Holes."

Tushan Second Head: "? You're that powerful?"

Ye Hei: "I don't believe it. How about starting a video live stream? Even a selfie would do."

"..."

Willow God was speechless. She had not wanted to respond in the first place. How could chatting in the group be as enjoyable as cultivation?

But since they were in the same group, and she had seen Xu Yi show off his strength several times earlier, she too felt the slightest urge to show herself off.

Willow God immediately started a live video stream, and everyone entered it one after another.

This was also the first time everyone had seen Willow God—a living Willow God at her peak.

Within the Immortal Ancient Dojo, Willow God stood beneath a willow tree that reached from heaven to earth. The willow tree was emerald green and brimming with life. Willow branches hung down one after another like a Milky Way cascading from the heavens, or like Order Chains covered in Divine Pattern Laws.

"Why... why do I have the urge to kneel and worship?" Ye Fan's heart pounded wildly.

Though he could not see Willow God's true face clearly, her sacred aura and peerless bearing made people want to believe in her from the depths of their hearts.

Bang!

Bad Commander knelt immediately. It was an instinctive reaction, like that of a mortal seeing a True Immortal. His eyes were filled with fanatical devotion.

Since it was a holographic projection, everyone could clearly see one another.

Bang...

Young Madara also knelt. Overwhelmed by emotion, his originally Three Tomoe Sharingan spun wildly and evolved into Mangekyo.

The Uchiha clan's Sharingan did not actually need the murder of loved ones to stimulate its evolution. In essence, it required pure, intense, and genuine emotional stimulation.

Hatred was an extreme emotion, love was as well, and worshipful fanaticism was no exception. All that was needed was extremity and purity!

Shen Li, Tushan Yaya, and Li Hanyi were still holding on.

Li Hanyi had already bent one knee. A swordsman would rather break than bend, pressing forward without regret—Dragon Regrets.

Ye Fan was holding on as well!

One had to understand that this was only a live stream, not an actual meeting.

If they truly met face-to-face, they would not even have time to resist before immediately kneeling in worship.

Willow God had already restrained her aura, but the group members were simply too weak. There was nothing she could do about it.

Suddenly, the pressure on everyone vanished. Xu Yi entered the Live Stream Room and helped them offset the pressure.

"Group Owner, you're here. I nearly knelt," Ye Fan said excitedly.

"This Commander has seen a true immortal!"

Bad Commander's gaze was fanatical. Still affected by Willow God's aura, his eyes held nothing else.