Chapter 1782: Divine Way and Humanity
As the Demon God Bloodline Atlas operated, the purple domain core gradually merged into Zhou Wen's body.
The Demon God Bloodline Atlas is a very strange martial art that can simulate the power of any kind of demon. This is very rare among all kinds of martial arts.
The Demon God Bloodline Atlas has the same effect as Jiang Yan's ability, but it is not as direct as Jiang Yan's ability and has more restrictions.
Being indirect and having many restrictions does not mean being weak. In fact, having restrictions means having higher possibilities. The Demon God Bloodline Atlas also has its advantages.
boom!
Zhou Wen felt that wonderful changes were happening inside his body, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as a complete transformation.
The blood in my body was boiling like magma, as if it was going to melt my entire body.
Legend has it that when monsters reach a certain level, they will transform into human form. This process is called transformation. The changes in Zhou Wen's body now are similar to this. The structure of his entire body seems to have changed.
Of course, Zhou Wen did not need to transform into a human form, and his body shape did not change in appearance, but his body became more capable.
Finally, a new disaster area was formed, and the Demon God Bloodline Atlas was successfully upgraded to the disaster level.
Zhou Wenzhen wanted to carefully experience the Demon God Bloodline Atlas that had been promoted to the disaster level, but his body suddenly underwent even more drastic changes.
The Mixian Sutra, which had been silent for a long time, finally erupted again, and the eight kinds of skills that condensed the field of natural disasters were like eight reservoirs, continuously supplying various energies to the Mixian Sutra.
No, to be precise, it should be the energy that was extracted by the Mixian Sutra.
An indescribable feeling of comfort invaded every nerve of Zhou Wen. He felt as if he was about to ascend to heaven. The feeling made him unable to extricate himself from it.
If someone saw Zhou Wen at this time, they would probably be scared.
Zhou Wen, who was sitting cross-legged there, was not surrounded by lightning, nor was there any colorful energy flowing. He just had his eyes open, and his eyes were blurred, as if he was wandering in the void.
There was a slight trace of sweat on her skin, but her cheeks were so pink that it made people's heart tremble.
At first glance, she looked like a 28-year-old girl having a wet dream, with even a hint of an ambiguous smile on the corner of her mouth.
However, Zhou Wen's own feeling was not as enjoyable and comfortable as it looked.
On the devastated earth, magma erupted and floods surged to the sky. A god sat high above the clouds, looking down at the desolate earth with eyes as indifferent as water, as if he was not looking at the human world, but a lifeless sandbox.
"The Way of Heaven is my Way, and the Way follows nature."
In the darkness, it seemed as if there was a voice echoing in the god's body. As the god's mood changed, the entire earth changed accordingly.
All things grow and wither, the earth rises and falls, the oceans ebb and flow, and era after era passes through the long river of history.
That is an unimaginable divine power. Whatever God thinks, everything changes.
Zhou Wen's body was squeezed uncontrollably by the divine power, sometimes like water, sometimes like stone, and sometimes like grass.
When Zhou Wenzhen was horrified by the irresistible divine power, he saw that the god in the sky had turned into another one. It was a god as bright and lightning-like. His appearance could not be seen, but he could feel that there was boundless divine power rippling through his body, and the world turned into darkness.
"Let there be light." The divine thought was rippling.
Then there was light in the dark world.
“There must be trees.”
So the empty world had trees.
“There must be clouds.”
Then clouds appeared in the empty sky.
All things in the world came into being out of thin air in that moment of thought, and the originally dark and empty world gradually became colorful.
One god after another continued to emerge. There were eight gods in total. Each god displayed unimaginable divine power, a power that mortals could only look up to. Zhou Wen felt as small as an ant.
Zhou Wen had never seen those gods before, but from the divine power emanating from them, he could tell that they should be the eight kinds of skills he was practicing.
However, the realm they displayed was far beyond what Zhou Wen could achieve now.
After the eight gods appeared one by one, the world returned to the wild scene of floods, but on the devastated earth, there was a weak human figure.
Because there was only a back view, Zhou Wen couldn't tell who it was. It looked like a young girl. She seemed to be trying hard to move forward, but each step was unsteady, and it seemed that she would fall down at any time.
Step after step, the girl fell down countless times, and finally she was in front of a lake and could no longer stand up.
Her hand was still stretched out towards the lake, but she never got what she wanted until her death, even though her wish was just to drink a sip of water.
"The way of gods is not joyful, the way of man is sorrowful."
A voice sounded beside Zhou Wen. Zhou Wen turned around and saw a woman whose face he couldn't see clearly standing side by side with him.
Although he couldn't see her face clearly, Zhou Wen knew who she was the first time. She was the woman of King Sigh.
Zhou Wen opened his mouth to ask, but he couldn't speak.
"When it comes to making a decision, between the way of God and the way of man, how will you choose?" The woman did not look at Zhou Wen, but stared at the place where the sky and the earth met in the distance.
The eight gods appeared one by one in the sky, and the girl stood up again and continued to move forward. However, the lake in front of her had disappeared. As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but the earth that was devastated like the end of the world.
"Who... are you..." Zhou Wen asked again, but this time he made a sound.
The woman did not answer, but smiled slightly. With a wave of her hand, the sky and the earth collapsed, and the Eight Gods and the girl disappeared into thin air, waking Zhou Wen from that dreamlike world.
The power of the eight kinds of skills has been integrated into the Mixian Sutra. Zhou Wen suddenly realized that he still had the same problem as before.
Now is the critical period for consolidating the natural disaster field. The original eight kinds of skills were simulated by the Mixian Sutra, and Zhou Wen himself does not have the physique required for these eight kinds of skills.
At this point, by integrating the power of the eight techniques into the Mixian Sutra, he can truly possess the power of the eight natural disaster fields at the same time.
Zhou Wen was already very familiar with these eight powers. At the same time, he could clearly see the future of the eight powers in that dreamlike world.
Possessing eight such natural disaster fields at the same time is something that is difficult to achieve, not to mention for a human being, even for those supreme beings in other dimensions.
However, retaining these eight powers also means losing the opportunity to condense one's own natural disaster field.
There are two roads, one with light ahead and the other full of unknowns.
"Are you trying to tell me that you are my other way?" Zhou Wen did not hesitate and directly activated the Mixian Sutra. The surging power instantly rushed towards his brain, and the natural disaster field began to officially condense.
(End of this chapter)
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