The chairman's voice was filled with displeasure. "Womanly compassion."
"Like that cow said, do you really want to stay on this mountain until you rot?"
The God of the Underworld remained silent.
The guild leader continued, "You have stayed here for over ten thousand years, and you have served the gods and Myriad Races without shame."
"It's time to think about yourself, to live for yourself for once."
The God of the Underworld said coldly, "Don't think I don't know what you're up to; you want to become a god through special means."
"Just like when you ate Jiuyou, you still want to eat that kid? Do you want to eat me too?"
The president bowed slightly. "I wouldn't dare."
The God of the Underworld scoffed, "I'd like to see you dare."
The president said in a deep voice, "Neither you nor I are saviors."
"Just like this Underworld Mountain, it can suppress the gods for a time, but can it suppress them for eternity?"
"The current situation cannot be changed by one person alone."
The God of the Underworld said, "I've been remembering many things lately."
Upon hearing this, the chairman's heart skipped a beat, and he was ready to flee at any moment.
"What... did you remember?"
The God of the Underworld was silent for a moment. "Some fragments of the past."
The president breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed the other party hadn't completely solved the " Mystery in the Womb."
The God of the Underworld continued, "I have done what I should have done. Even if the final outcome is the same as in the last era, or even worse, I will be at peace."
The chairman was helpless; this guy was like a rock in a latrine—stinky and stubborn.
"That's the duty of the Desolate God; you are now the God of the Underworld."
The God of the Underworld said calmly, "So what if I'm Desolate God? So what if I'm God of the Underworld? No matter how big the storm is, someone still needs to steer the ship."
The chairman sighed, "You let that lump of metal down there go."
God of the Underworld smiled. "It's not that I'm letting him go, it's that the kid disagrees. Oh well, maybe a guaranteed minimum is the safest option."
Chairman: "With the source of that iron lump, you and this mountain can hold out a little longer, but now..."
The God of the Underworld said calmly, "Was I still myself back then? The loss of control due to the forced Fusion of the Source of God might have made the outcome worse. That kid was right."
"Then you can devour me when I'm out of control, killing two birds with one stone."
The president quickly said, "I would never do that."
The God of the Underworld sneered, "Of course you would do that; you're no longer human."
The president merely bowed his head slightly, refusing to argue.
The God of the Underworld issued a final warning. "This child must not be touched. Jiuyou died because of you. If Jiuyou's fate is repeated, I will personally eliminate you."
The chairman assured him, "Since it is your order, I will obey."
Suddenly, Underworld Mountain erupted with a scarlet light, and a tremendous roar came from its foot—a shockwave from another world.
Seeing this, the chairman said, "See? You can't change anything. What's coming will come."
The surrounding walls of gray mist dissipated, and the God of the Underworld fell silent.
The president reached the mountainside in one step, and the Aquarius group immediately bowed upon seeing him.
Aquarius, head hanging low, said, "President, the mission failed. Please punish me."
The president waved his hand. "You did a great job, it's just that guy was too stubborn."
"Let's go, I'll take you back."
Aries blinked.
Good heavens, the president is truly all-powerful; he can even negotiate and make deals with gods.
Gray fog gathered, opening a distorted spatial portal.
Aries, looking at the suddenly changed Underworld Mountain, asked curiously, "Guild Leader, what's going on with this mountain?"
The guild leader replied, " The Calamity of the Myriad Races has begun."
The group paused for a moment, then followed the guild leader into the spatial portal.
The Realm of Gray Mist.
The Unit Zero returned to the sinkhole, where a group of Intelligent Brain life forms began to mend and repair it.
Unrest has broken out in the core area of the gray fog.
Even through the thick gray fog, the twinkling three-colored Galaxy could still be seen.
"The machine's energy has dropped to 11%. It is estimated that it will be able to resume operation after 37 Chaos Days. The God of Machinery still cannot lock onto it..."
After a low electronic sound ended, the red light in the eyes of Unit Zero went out, seemingly entering a standby state.
Meanwhile, in the core area of the gray fog Niuniu was laughing wildly.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"The time for my rise has come; what can this mountain possibly do to me now!"
The equally massive black shadows nearby trembled in response to Niuniu, and the violent, rampant power spread outwards in layers.
It wasn't until the surging Chaos poured down from the Galaxy that Niuniu and his companions calmed down.
Sea Capital, Special Care Ward.
Looking at his Mama Qin Papa Qin, who were unconscious on the hospital bed, Qin Ze felt a mix of emotions.
The Myriad Phenomena Umbrella only isolated 90% of the Soul Breath; the remaining layer of Soul Breath, seeping in over the years, severely Corruption them.
Fortunately, my parents are very capable, and the Corruption can be gradually eliminated over time, although this process will be extremely long.
To Qin Ze's surprise, the Grand Consul knew Papa Qin Mama Qin, and he even had to call him a senior.
"With parents who are both kings, what about all the hardships we endured before?"
"You mean raising your son frugally, huh?"
"That's not entirely true. They didn't seem to want us to become martial artists at first, but we were just too good, which allowed Qin Dog to soar to great heights."
"So from now on, can we just lie down and relax?"
"Hehehe! It's okay to harass respectable women on the street, what spoiled brat doesn't do that?"
"..."
Qin Ze's face darkened. "Once you self-destruct, you'll be lying there forever."
"Now you all need to hurry up and cultivate. When I become a god, you cattle and horses will also be able to ascend to heaven."
The clones. "..."
thump thump thump--
With a knock on the door, the Grand Consul entered.
"Senior Bu Qingyao has been settled in."
Qin Ze nodded.
Today is the third day since I returned to Sea Capital.
Qin Ze, Bu Qingyao, and the Grand Consul held a tripartite meeting.
The main purpose was to learn about some things from the era of the gods from Bu Qingyao.
Bu Qingyao and the other five Sword Bearer were scattered and took up their swords after the Star Gate shattered.
Therefore, what Bu Qingyao knew, Qin Ze also knew through the Chronicle of Time.
The Grand Consul, however, treated Bu Qingyao like a living fossil, treating him with great reverence.
However, one thing that puzzled all three parties was the lack of progress in martial arts among the Human Race.
Even though Demigod were born in the era of Bu Qingyao, the martial arts of the Human Race were interrupted for nearly ten thousand years, and only began to develop again in the last hundred years.
Human Race should have a history of tens of thousands of years, but the earliest written records only begin with the first Xia Dynasty, which dates back several thousand years.
What exactly happened in between?
Nobody knows.
In addition, Qin Ze learned a rather significant piece of news from Bu Qingyao.
The Human Race was once the Land of Faith for the Desolate God.
As Land of Faith, even if the Human Race doesn't live as comfortably as the five Ancient Race, at least ensuring the continuation of martial arts shouldn't be a problem.
But in reality, the Human Race lives in a rather wretched state.
If it weren't for Bu Qingyao's explanation, Qin Ze and the Grand Consul would never have known that their ancestors were so wealthy.
The Grand Consul asked, "How credible do you think her words are?"
Qin Ze replied, "Absolutely credible. She has no reason to deceive us."
Bu Qingyao was originally Human Race and had lived for more than an era.
She viewed Qin Ze and the Grand Consul as Miss Sword Case viewed the Five Elements Flying Swords, or a mother viewed her child; there was no need for her to lie.
The Grand Consul said, "If this place is Land of Faith, then some trace of it will inevitably remain."
"For example, sacrificial texts, and totem statues."
"But we don't have any of those; it's too clean."
This was precisely what puzzled Qin Ze.
As the Grand Consul said, the Human Race were unusually clean, as if the system had been rebooted.
Even now, with the Chronicle of Time almost finished being turned over, Qin Ze still hasn't figured out what Old Huang is up to.
Qin Ze pondered for a moment, "In any case, Bu Qingyao will be of great help to the future development of the Human Race."
"She's a living fossil; you can ask her about historical records and martial arts techniques."
The Grand Consul nodded. "Next, I plan to have Level Nine Martial Artist from various regions take turns returning to Sea Capital to meet this senior. A few words of guidance from him might greatly benefit them."
Having an elder in the family is like having a treasure.
Qin Ze felt a pang of regret; why hadn't he invited Sanmu Guai... back then?
The Grand Consul looked at Papa Qin's Mama Qin on the bed. "I never imagined you were the child of two such seniors."
"They protected you so well, we didn't even know you existed."
Qin Ze twitched the corner of his mouth; there was no need to protect him so well.
From the Grand Consul, Qin Ze learned about some of his parents' "heroic deeds".
They were the second batch of Level Nine Martial Artist created by the Human Race's " Strong Race Project," and they made significant contributions to the Human Race.
When the Maka Race and the Human Race established diplomatic relations, it was through their mediation that the Maka tribe secured many benefits for the Human Race.
Later, Mama Qin Papa Qin involved in everything from pioneering Otherworld and guarding Penglai City to exploring the Abyss.
Finally, in order to uncover the secrets of the Otherworld No. Zero and investigate the Calamity of the Myriad Races, they were trapped in the Otherworld No. Zero until this day.
The Grand Consul assured him, "The two seniors will be well taken care of here, so you can rest assured while you're out there."
This is the special care ward of the Sea Capital Law Enforcement. Under the watchful eye of the Grand Consul, Qin Ze naturally felt at ease.
The Grand Consul asked, "What are your plans next?"
Qin Ze replied, "Go to the Myriad Races Black Market."
The Grand Consul frowned. "That grand competition of the Ancient Race?"
Aside from the routine "dungeon sweep," Qin Ze's main purpose for this trip to the Myriad Races Black Market was to host the Myriad Races Grand Tournament, jointly organized by the four Ancient Race, which was taking place in the Myriad Races Black Market.
This grand competition had been generating buzz on the forum for a long time, but the final conclusion regarding the four Ancient Race was only reached yesterday.
Fifteen Abyss days later, Myriad Races Grand Tournament will be held in the Myriad Races Black Market, and the winner will gain the qualification to enter the Land of Origin.
Qin Ze nodded. "I must go to the Land of Origin. Regardless of whether this competition is real or not, I must give it a try."
Upon hearing this, Miss Sword Case trembled with excitement.
She thought to herself that he truly was her best friend, still thinking about the Land of Origin for her even now.
If there hadn't been other people around, she probably would have taken off in excitement.
The Grand Consul noticed the trembling Miss Sword Case: "What happened to your Sword Case?"
Qin Ze casually made up an excuse. "The sword intent of the flying swords inside is too strong; the Sword Case cannot completely block it."
The Grand Consul only had a vague understanding of swordsmanship, since he was a gunman.
When do we depart?
"Tomorrow."
The Grand Consul said, "Ten thousand Soul Orb have been prepared for you. You can take them directly from Penglai City by showing my Law Token."
Frontline warriors, martial arts students, city defense soldiers, Law Enforcement officers, and all other martial artists need Soul Orb for cultivation.
Ten thousand Soul Orb are currently the limit that can be used.
With these Soul Orb, the Heavenly King ' strength can be significantly enhanced.
The Magician exclaimed excitedly, "Isn't it my turn now?"
Qin Ze: "Don't be impatient. An ace player needs to stay calm."
The Magician took a deep breath. "I can definitely stay calm."
Qin Ze said with satisfaction, "That's it, don't rush."
The Grand Consul really gave him a pleasant surprise this time.
With these ten thousand Soul Orb, plus Second Sister's, let's take off!
Qin Ze: "Thank you."
The Grand Consul waved his hand. "You need to grow stronger quickly; the future of Human Race rests on your shoulders."
Buzz--
Qin Ze suddenly noticed the key vibrating.
[ Slacking on the Sidelines: Holy crap! You guys hurry up and check out the Myriad Races Forum!]
Qin Ze frowned slightly.
The Slacking on the Sidelines suggests something big is about to happen.
Qin Ze quickly opened the Myriad Races Forum, and four large characters came into view: "The Resurrection of the Strange God ".
[ Whale Fall North and South: A Strange God has resurrected in the Abyss and is wreaking havoc; one world has already been destroyed.]
[ Level Eight Gale: To correct, there are two at this moment]
[ Universe's Super Invincible Number One Handsome Man: What are the Ancient Race doing? Hurry up and wipe them out!]
[ There's a Cloud Here: Is the Ancient Race your father or did they eat your rice? Why are they leading the charge?]
[ Universe's Super Invincible Number One Handsome Man: Look, the Ancient Race dog is out, tsk tsk tsk~ Come here and let me pat its head]
[ There's a Cloud Here: My dear dad]
[ Don't Ask: I always thought the Strange God were all dead.]
[ Peach Blossom Immortal in the Peach Blossom Hermitage: These things are only known to the Ancient Race, and they don't reveal them to us.]
[ Silent Dawdler: Why is there no information about the Old Gods era on the Myriad Races Forum?]
[ Bull Head Person Warrior: The earliest post on the forum dates back a thousand years. Maybe the key didn't have this function back then?]
[ Traditional Knowledge: I have a bold guess that the key and forum were restarted, and all previous data was wiped.]
[ Dazed and Flourishing: You think your key is your house steam engine, huh? It even has a one-button restart function.]
[ Village Guardian: What kind of low-class civilization is this? Steam engines? Have you ever heard of computers?]
[ Whale Fall North and South: This is my post. Discrimination and racist remarks are prohibited. If you do it again, I'll ban you.]
[ Village Guardian: I knew it, so low-class, so low-class!]
The Village Guardian has been banned from speaking.
[ Whale Fall North and South: So the Strange God has revived, what should we do now?]
[ Enough to Use: What to do? My suggestion is to find a good spot to lie down beforehand.]
Qin Ze left the Myriad Races Forum, but unexpectedly, a new Chaos Egg was born so quickly.
In this era without Star God, the Strange God can be said to be a force that sweeps across the Abyss, and no martial artist can stop Him.
The fact that they could destroy two worlds in such a short time speaks volumes about their power.
The fear of the Strange God was deeply etched into the hearts of every Hunter on the forum.
Aside from waiting for the King of Hell to call the roll, there seems to be nothing else to do.
And this is just the beginning; more Strange God will descend upon the Abyss.
The true Calamity of the Myriad Races has now arrived.
The Grand Consul noticed Qin Ze's grim expression and asked, "What's wrong?"
Qin Ze sighed deeply, " The Strange God has revived."
(End of this volume)
It's almost finished, about two hundred more chapters. Many people might not like Brother Yuanzi's handling of the story, and I've seen quite a few say they haven't been able to understand it lately and have missed a lot of chapters. That's about all I can write; my abilities are limited, sigh...
The ending was planned long ago, so there's no need to worry about it being a bad ending.
This is the last leg of the journey. Since we've come this far, why not walk with me to the very end?
Next up is the final volume: Ascension to Godhood!