Ultimately, it was the AI ​​side that spoke first, firing a laser beam from afar, telling them to get as far away as possible.

[This laser beam has relatively low lethality. After attenuating over a distance of 700 million miles, even Wang Laoji estimates that he could barely survive after taking this hit.]

[It's clear they don't want to eliminate you and weaken their own divine light... If you were weak enough to be killed by such a laser beam, it wouldn't matter; the divine light of the weak wouldn't be very high, and the loss wouldn't be significant.]

You stand there, frozen in place, as if stunned, as a laser scans your face.

The air around us is distorted by the high temperature, and the airflow entering our nasal cavity with each breath exceeds a billion degrees Celsius.

"They actually breathed on me, like a laser beam."

You grinned: "Even though everyone's wearing sky blue, you guys were the ones who started it."

"Great Cloud's Heaven-Severing Finger!"

You raise your index finger, and across seven hundred million miles of mountains and rivers, you draw a line from top to bottom.

[After this finger strike, the void shattered, and a gigantic energy finger, 180 million miles thick, descended from the sky, enveloping the boundless heavens and earth, its immense energy pressure overwhelming everything.]

The gigantic finger crushed down from above, engulfing both humans and machines.

They desperately fled outwards, but none could break through the void or surpass the limits of speed in the mortal world; all were enveloped by this finger.

[Two groups of humans felt despair, believing they had encountered an unparalleled killing star. However, when the giant energy finger truly touched them, they were astonished to find that they felt no discomfort whatsoever, as if a gentle breeze were caressing their faces.]

[Because of the recent battle, the omnics mixed in with them exploded one after another, sparks flying and their metallic bodies twisting.]

[Among them, three fifth-realm mechanical beings quickly reformed after the explosion, forming new mechanical bodies, each adorned with a two-, three-, or three-ringed metal crown.]

[One person at the Second Heaven, two at the Third Heaven!]

Even after recovering their sixth-realm true forms and significantly increasing their strength to several million or even tens of millions, these three machine race members dared not stop.

[As beings at the sixth realm, they understood the power of your finger strike better than anyone else. Upon regaining their original forms, they immediately focused all their energy on protecting themselves, deploying an energy field and transforming into a pressure-resistant metallic outer structure. Simultaneously, they used all their remaining elemental energy for acceleration.]

Even though they reacted quickly and took the best possible countermeasures, they still only lasted for a little over ten seconds under the influence of the giant energy finger before shattering and twisting into scrap metal.

[If we disregard transmission attenuation, the combined divine light of hundreds of fifth- or even sixth-realm intelligent machines could reach seventy-eight zhang, enough to reduce the initial divine light of a forty-level heaven to zero.]

But when it fell upon your divine light, which stretched forty-seven hundred thousand feet, it didn't even shave off a single millimeter.

Yun Shou: "Thirteen has made various breakthroughs over the past few decades, raising his cultivation level by hundreds of levels. The achievements he has made have added another 40,000 zhang to his cultivation level, right?"

[Even if you wiped out every single creature on the entire Savage Continent right now, and assuming they were all of your allegiance and the sky-blue color, you'd still lose points, your divine aura would still probably be over 400,000 zhang.]

"After all, the battle has only just begun."

Yun Shou thought to himself, "Only one-fiftieth of the three thousand years have passed. Many people haven't achieved much; they only have the initial divine light."

In the great calamity of the Primordial Wilderness, the initial divine light given at the beginning was certainly not much. Even without the attenuation of divine light within the same faction, the total amount of divine light remained unchanged during the battles between different factions.

The only way to increase the total amount of Divine Light is by farming achievements over time.

[Both human races, seeing your immense power—at least a powerful figure at the twentieth or thirtieth level of the Heavenly Realm, a top-tier existence even in the Primordial Wilderness—hold you in the highest esteem.]

[Furthermore, your willingness to attack your own allies, even at the cost of your own divine light, demonstrates an incredibly selfless spirit, which has greatly increased their favorability towards you.]

Both human races wanted to express their gratitude to you, but you looked down on the meager resources they offered. Finally, you glanced at both groups, finding their appearances rather unappealing.

[So you righteously declined, stating that you were merely a passing human hero, and turned to leave.]

[In the year 4101, after a year of playing, you once again went into seclusion to cultivate your skills.]

[In the primordial wilderness, you repeat the cycle of seclusion and idleness every hundred years.]

[In the year 4200, at the 1575th level, the maximum single instance of a "True Reward/Punishment" can reduce the opponent's True Essence by 92.1%.]

[4300 years, 2413 heavens, a single attack can reduce the opponent's essence by up to 95.93%.]

"This seems to have surpassed the level that Twelve reached before he became an immortal last time, right?"

"Moreover, the essence of Thirteen is much higher than that of Twelve at that time."

Yun Shou couldn't help but think, "If Thirteen suddenly dies, I'll make a fortune."

Occasionally, unexpected events may occur. Sometimes, the breakthrough effect will attract unexpected passersby. When they arrive, you have just completed your reconstructed body. Your mortal body is too weak, leading to your being attacked and killed.

[That less than one-second period of instability in your Dao Seal is a joke to you, but condensing your body for reconstruction will take some time, making you feel like your time has been wasted.]

"The time lost in C can be made up for in B."

It's too difficult for a mortal to fight against those at the dozens of heavens. You'll need to at least reach the second realm before you can even contend with those at the sixth realm.

[Especially the sixth realm of the dozens of heavens, you'd need to cultivate to the peak of the second realm to deal with it.]

[In 4451, while you were in seclusion, you were caught in the crossfire of a battle. A true immortal with a naturally formed physical body appeared. This being possessed the 36th Heaven, was a star swan, and had a pair of wings on its back, along with 18 pairs of wings formed from its Dao seal.]

Upon noticing the unusual color of the divine light emanating from you, it immediately unleashed its wings. With a slight flap of its two purplish-black wings, a celestial storm swept towards you!

[If this were Earth in your past life, the sun and the eight planets would be like nine ocean balls facing a roaring wave over ten meters high!]

[A single blow from a billion thorns!]

A celestial storm swirled around you, but you expressionlessly brushed it away.

Just as you were about to slap the swan in front of you to death, you hesitated for a moment before actually doing so, and then changed your mind.

You've cut away 97.81% of its essence.

...

(I realized I made a mistake in the previous chapters. I forgot that he could return to his true nature every year, which would automatically increase his true essence by 2, so his true essence at that time was 1.38 million... I'm too lazy to correct it, I'll include it next time.)