The True God Descended

The blood rain from the sky did not last long.

The land was littered with the remains of Demon Race.

Of the remaining Demon Race, less than one in ten survived.

They couldn't understand why such a terrifying being existed in the Cage Galaxy.

But they knew they couldn't stay there any longer.

Escape!

Although they were filled with resentment, they had no choice but to run away.

Unfortunately, those steel armors that were tens of thousands of meters tall did not agree.

The collision between the steel body and the Demon Race's flesh occurred instantly.

The remaining Demon Race members were indeed physically powerful, but they gradually began to falter under the attacks of these steel armored warriors.

At this point, the Iron Man suits had an overwhelming numerical advantage.

Often, a Demon Race would have to face an attack from a dozen or even dozens of armored warriors.

No matter how strong their bodies were, they were still defeated by the iron-clad, steel-fisted warrior.

Soon, the descending Demon Race was completely slaughtered.

Looking at those enormous suits of armor standing between heaven and earth, people revered them as if they were gods.

"Thump!"

I don't know who was the first to kneel down.

Then came the second one! And the third one!

This applies to both ordinary people and cultivators.

Only kneeling could express their feelings at that moment.

These armored warriors, however, remained completely unconcerned about the crowd's kneeling worship.

Their heads were held high, their gazes fixed intently on the sky.

The next moment, these steel armors took off one after another and disappeared into the endless blue sky.

What is that?

Is it God?

"God has come to save us!"

"But why did they leave us?"

Although they were filled with curiosity about those godlike beings, people were soon immersed in the joy of surviving.

For the people on this planet, the damage caused by this invasion of the Demon Race was almost negligible.

This was something they never dared to hope for, but it actually happened.

Just as people were filled with joy, news also arrived at the same time.

Not all of those Iron Gods have left.

At this moment, there was another person standing quietly on the back mountain of the sect where Mu An was located.

Upon learning this news, a group of powerful figures from the Cultivation Realm led their subordinates to that location without delay.

The entire immortal sect was completely surrounded.

However, seeing that enormous figure, which was over ten thousand meters tall, they dared not approach rashly.

We can only observe from afar.

Despite the huge crowd, not a single sound was uttered.

They feared that their voices would displease the true God.

"Hey! Stop looking, come here!"

The voice of the true god sounded very young, yet it was filled with the weight of time and experience.

Even after receiving the true god's approval, the crowd still rushed in impatiently.

In a short time, several once-neglected, barren mountains became overcrowded with people.

People only noticed it when they got close.

The true god before them kept staring at the lonely grave in the back hills.

Upon closer inspection, it was not the true God watching over that tomb.

There was clearly a person standing on the shoulder of the true god.

In that instant, people suddenly felt that the enormous steel god might be a subordinate of the person on the shoulder.

Although this idea is absurd, it lingers in people's minds.

People finally turned their attention to the tomb.

"Tomb of Mu An"

These four simple words evoked memories for many powerful cultivators.

Centuries later, they once again recalled that name deeply buried in their memories—the old man who, despite having no real power, brought hope to the entire Cultivation Realm.

"May I ask who you are...?"

A powerful being cautiously inquired.

They couldn't understand why the young man kept staring at Old Man Mu's grave.

At that moment, the sect leader of the immortal sect suddenly widened his eyes.

Pointing to the young man on the giant's shoulder, he trembled with disbelief:

"You... you... no, you are... Old Mu?"

"What?"

How is that possible?

Everyone was taken aback by these words.

Many began to question the sect leader.

Faced with the doubts of the crowd, this sect member became even more determined in his beliefs.

Although hundreds of years had passed, the figure of the young man before him was exactly the same as the one in his memory.

Because this sect leader was none other than the Third Elder whom Mu An had served when he was a menial servant.

It was precisely because he helped the Third Elder successfully set up the first formation that the Third Elder realized Mu An's talent and promoted him to the entire Cultivation Realm.

"Long time no see, Sect Master!"

Standing atop the steel armor was none other than Mu An.

But now he no longer has the white hair he once had.

His youthful face seemed to be that of the boy who was once obsessed with cultivating immortality.

"Master Mu!"

"It really is Master Mu!"

"Master Mu saved us!"

The thunderous applause and prostrations resounded once again.

This time, however, they were not worshipping a vague and ethereal true god, but a living, breathing Human Clan!

Centuries later, the nearly forgotten Mu An once again brought a tremendous shock to the Cultivation Realm.

Mu An's name spread across the entire planet at an incomprehensible speed.

Meanwhile, the departing Iron Man suits also landed on other planets in the Cage Galaxy.

In an instant, the entire Cage Galaxy was no longer a snack supplier for the Demon Race, but instead became Demon Race slaughterhouse.

Under the attack of the steel armor, most of the Demon Race did not even have a chance to escape and died at the hands of the steel armor.

Of course, some Demon Race were still able to withstand the attacks of the steel armor and successfully leave the planet.

But when they entered space, they found countless spaceships parked outside.

Various interstellar weapons were immediately unleashed.

Compared to those Demon Race who were wiped out on the surface, these escaped Demon Race were relatively lucky.

At the very least, they wouldn't feel any pain under the attack of interstellar weapons; they would instantly become cosmic debris.

After clearing out the Demon Race on the ground, the steel armored vehicles flew directly into space and joined forces with the space warships outside.

They quickly cleaned up the Cage Galaxy.

Mu An naturally became the leader of the Human Clan in the galaxy, leading them to develop technology, expand their advantages, and eliminate the remaining Demon Race in the galaxy.

Mu An's case was not an isolated incident; the same thing happened in almost all the nests where Yi Xuan had planted Seed.

However, there is an element of luck involved.

Many unlucky inheritors encountered the arrival of the Demon Race shortly after acquiring the Technology Assistance System.

Although they fought back, their technological level was insufficient, and the final result was bound to be unfavorable.

They were either devoured by the Demon Race or captured for research.

But there has never been an exception.

For those who failed to inherit the legacy, the Seed was immediately released from its binding!

And they hid themselves, waiting for the next successor to arrive.

This was Yi Xuan's request. Although he expressed regret and sympathy for those who failed to inherit the legacy, he would not allow the Seed to provide unreserved rescue.

After all, the Seed's primary task is to pass on technology and save Human Clan.

To put it bluntly, the inheritor is merely a vessel.