Mythological origins

"Golden light? Is it a person?" Lin Cheng barely understood Zhao Zilin's murmur.

He didn't think deeply.

Because Lin Cheng suddenly felt that there were some guys who were not right among the group of people in front of him, he quickly turned on the combat power scanning system of his colonial suit.

"Twenty-two, twenty-three, twenty-nine... fifty?!!"

Following the data provided by the scanning system, Lin Cheng finally knew what was wrong.

Among this group of people, there was actually a fifth-level existence equivalent to the level of imperial nobles!

"Who are you?"

"Ding ding, ding ding..."

Just as Lin Cheng was still shocked, his colonial suit sounded a piercing alarm that only the user could hear.

Unfortunately, the alarm was too late. The next moment, he and his colonial suit were grabbed by the neck and lifted up like a cat.

He opened the rearview system with difficulty and found that the guy who grabbed him casually was the guy who had just been prompted by the combat power scanning system as fifty.

A weird man with white hair and full of muscles.

The opponent's movements were so fast that Lin Cheng couldn't react at all.

"I..."

Frightened by the opponent's momentum, he couldn't even muster the courage to speak, and his heartbeat accelerated wildly, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

At this time, Lin Cheng understood why the nobles of the empire rarely appeared in front of everyone.

Because even if they were stared at a few more times, it might really kill people...

The deathly silence lasted for several breaths.

"Senior... Senior."

Finally, a female voice familiar to Lin Cheng broke the silence.

The white-haired man moved his eyes over.

"I know who he is." Zhao Zilin, who woke up, mustered up the courage to grit her teeth and said.

She was in the late stage of foundation building, and she really needed some courage to talk to a great cultivator in the transformation stage who had been awe-inspiring in the world for thousands of years.

"He is from another world that was also invaded by the black tide."

"..."

"And the world he lives in has real immortals, which should be the legendary fairyland."

"What did you say? Little girl from the Yin Yang Sect, why do you know this?"

The white-haired muscular man is Wei Wuya, a spiritual cultivator from the Yuanyang Realm.

After his senior brother Ji Xuande ascended, he continued to study the matter of ascension.

As a result, a black round door inexplicably appeared in the secret room where he usually conducted research.

Facing this strange door, Wei Wuya tried for a long time, but still had no idea what to do.

In the end, he chose to ask for a fortune.

It showed good luck.

So he resolutely walked in.

When he came out, he was dizzy for a while because he was a little uncomfortable.

As for Zhao Zilin, when he and others were chased into a cave by the black tide monster, he suddenly realized that the two worlds were approaching, and inexplicably connected with Lin Cheng.

After a while of spinning, the poor people who were being hunted appeared here.

"This is what Dao Zun said, the endless fairyland that merged the countless realms of Daochen Realm." After thinking for a while, Wei Wuya put Lin Cheng down and smiled, "Senior Brother should have ascended here."

"Endless Fairyland?" Zhao Zilin didn't feel any difference from Yuanyang Realm.

"You are still shallow in cultivation, and you can't understand the confinement of high-level cultivators in Yuanyang Realm at all." It felt good to walk out of the cage. Wei Wuya, who was in a good mood, was rarely friendly to low-level cultivators.

Accidentally, I ascended?

...    "You are here?" When Wei Wuya was secretly happy, a slightly hollow and mechanical voice quietly appeared behind him.

This voice made him feel a chill in his heart, bathing in the scorching sun.

"Greetings, Senior Daozun!"

The memory of high-level cultivators is so good that Wei Wuya reacted instantly. It was the voice of Daozun Moyang, who had dealt with him before.

He put away his smile and turned to look behind him.

An illusory figure was walking out of the sunlight.

It was Bai Mo.

"What do you think of this endless land?"

"I'm sorry I can't describe its greatness in words."

Wei Wuya's words were not just flattery, but also what he really thought.

When he just woke up from this world, his divine consciousness swept the environment within a radius of hundreds of miles, including the sky and the ground.

Under his feet, there was actually a giant spirit stone mine, which was larger than the largest spirit mine in the entire Yuanyang Realm.

If the other party was really the creator of such a world, Wei Wuya really didn't know what to say.

The true creator god.

"..."

After hearing such an answer, the illusory Bai Mo said nothing and melted into the sunlight again and disappeared.

…

“A mere fifth-order cultivator is actually worthy of your attention?” Farel, who also incarnated to the Endless Land, looked deeply at Wei Wuya, who was still a little timid in the air.

“He carries a lot of luck and has a three-point chance of becoming an immortal.”

“In your eyes, ordinary True Immortals like us are just big bugs.” Farel said self-deprecatingly.

Just now, Ramdo’s True Immortal-level incarnation only lasted for a dozen breaths in front of the thousand-handed monster that attacked the imperial fleet.

The gap between the seventh and eighth levels, and between the eighth and ninth levels is ridiculously large. She doesn't believe that this True Yang Star Lord would pay attention to a junior because he has the potential to become an immortal.

…

"The sun seems to have disappeared... Chocolate, what should we do?"

On a certain world of leading ships, a quiet young man wearing glasses asked the girl who was still lying on the sofa and eating potato chips quietly.

The girl seemed to have some characteristics of the demon race, with two cat ears on her head, swinging from time to time.

"I've told you so many times, don't call me Chocolate anymore, it's been hundreds of years, how can there be these strange XPs!"

"Okay, Miss Vanilla."

"..."

"Lin...Yue...Dong!!! Enough of your Furui control!" The fingertips of the cat-eared girl began to flash crackling electric light.

"If you have something to say, please talk nicely. Don't get excited. Don't try to shock me..."

"There are tall people to support you when you step down. You are a special talent who receives subsidies from the Imperial Academy of Sciences. It's not your turn to fight those monsters. Just hide well and you'll be fine." The cat-eared girl interrupted the other party and suddenly turned serious.

"...Okay."

The cat-eared girl and the quiet young man Lin Yuedong were once the Holy Walkers of the White Land hundreds of years ago.

However, Lin Yuedong was later recruited by the Empire's headhunters as a special talent in biological science. He took the initiative to leave the White Land and came to the Holy Terra Empire, where he lived for four hundred years.

He is a pioneer in the study of the transformation technique of the demon race.

The original blueprint of the standardized transformation technique that allows countless demon races in the empire to smoothly integrate into human society was developed by Lin Yuedong.