Before the era of humans, there was a time when the gods had yet to fall, and the gods were the dominant ones.
Going back to that distant era, the only iron law of the three major blockades that formed the world today was [All Things Perish]. Even the seed of the Pioneer Society had not been born yet, and everything was under the control of the gods.
The prosperity and cruelty of that time had already been passed down to the present day in countless myths and legends, narrated and told by various characters.
At that time, Dongxia, Rome, Northern Europe, Greece, Aztec, and even Sumer, and many more gods and characters had yet to leave the stage.
In order to fight for the will of heaven, in order to achieve it, in order to get rid of it, the gods fought and worked together endlessly until they finally fell.
Among the many gods, in terms of foresight and preparedness, it was the Northern Europe that was the first to predict the end of the world; in terms of flexibility, it was the Greek and Roman divine systems that were inextricably linked with each other; in terms of cruelty and struggle, it was the Aztec divine system that was constantly fighting among itself and had changed its sun god six times; in terms of order and stability, it was the Dongxia divine system that was second to none …
But even among so many gods, the Indian divine system was an out-and-out oddity.
Whether this title was a compliment or a derogatory one, perhaps the later generations could not make a judgment. There was no other reason … It was because the Indian gods were too wild.
So wild that it made people panic.
In terms of playing, the Indian gods were too good at it. They could play, knew how to play, and dared to play. Each time they played, it got bigger and bigger. Even the later Indian divine system itself felt that even if the gods did not fall, the Indian divine system would be gone.
It was not an exaggeration at all.
What was India?
I will do what you don't dare to do, I will do what you don't dare to do, I will do what you can do, and I will do what you can't do!
And I will do it by force!
In order to break free from the Mandate of Heaven, the Indian gods had used all kinds of methods and evil methods. Just by looking at the internal division into three parts and the inability to be integrated, one could tell that everyone had played with all kinds of ideas in the past, and they were constantly coming up with strange ideas …
First, the Three Gods of Creation, Destruction, and Maintenance took the lead, and the people below followed suit and carried forward. Just the internal structure alone had collapsed countless times. The number of times the Indian Domain had been restarted due to crashes was uncountable.
The more he played, the wilder he became, and the more experience he had in passing the buck and making up for his mistakes, the more experienced he became. Among the gods, they were truly the most cunning ones. Just by looking at how even Tongi had failed at Sulier's hands, one could tell that they had their ways.
And it was in such a bizarre environment that countless experiments produced not only the Legacies and Castes that had long since split apart, but also the terrifying beings known as' Immortals'.
Tracing back to the beginning, no one knew which great genius was the one who first came up with the idea of asceticism.
Through endless torture and trials, some mortals with the bloodline of the gods were pushed into an unimaginable hell. They were supported by secret discussions and supported by laws … Through this so-called cultivation, their souls were repeatedly forged, forged, and forged again like iron. In the end, they created a brilliance that even the gods would be amazed by.
Through countless transformations of the Source Form, one's soul was endlessly polished. It was not close to the gods, but carried out the word 'I', condensed from one's own will and desire, and finally reached the realm of 'Brahman' as imagined.
This was the so-called 'Brahman and I as one'.
Then, the gods began to feel numb. Indeed, as they had guessed, through this method, humans could also have a direct connection with the three pillars, and assimilate their souls with the rules of the present realm, comprehending 'Brahman', and could almost be regarded as part of the present realm's incarnation.
However, this process was completely uncontrollable, and the results were completely unpredictable. The side effects, including the personality mutation and the loss of control of obsession, were unavoidable. One by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one, one by one, one by one, and in the end, it was destined to self-destruct because of the excessive proximity to the three pillars.
Moreover, the most frightening thing was that due to the mutation of the soul, almost every Immortal was proficient in the manipulation of fate and cause and effect!
In the heyday of the seven Immortals, the whole of India was stirred up by the ascetics. Vows could shake the heavens, and curses could crack the earth. Because of the vows and curses of the immortals, countless gods had perished or been injured. Even the three Prime Gods had suffered miserably. Shiva, Brahma, and Vishnu did not escape, and were even forced to reincarnate or bow to the Immortals to apologize, kowtow, and admit their mistakes.
The tools rode on their necks, not almost, but had become masters!
It was precisely because of this that the three Great Gods learned from their painful experience, and forcefully reduced the Immortal profession by several versions, not stopping until they perished.
But even so, the Ascended Immortals with the bloodline of gods were still the most feared and feared of all the Tier 5 Immortals. Even if the average lifespan did not exceed sixty, even if they only had one breath left, it was enough for them to make wishes and curses that corresponded to the world and fate.
In the current state of India's fragmented lineage, this was no doubt a strategic weapon, a lineage treasure that could not be used again after each use!
At this moment, when the radiance of the Stone Incantation Immortal descended from the sky, even the fragment of Gaia that had been dead for an unknown number of years suddenly trembled!
Like a dead corpse suddenly convulsing, it radiated a new wave of bizarre vitality. The sky suddenly turned blood-red, and the wind carried with it the cries of the distant past. A viscous rain of blood fell from the sky, and the entire border battlefield seemed to be soaked in the stench of cursed blood.
He was clearly an Immortal, but he had a sinister aura that even rulers could not hope to match.
The old and stooped elder, who looked like a living fossil, sat cross-legged in the air. His thin body did not move, and his pitch-black eyes were empty, dead like bones. Even the sound of his heartbeat was indiscernible.
At the corner of his mouth, there was a strange smile that chilled the hearts of Hell's masses.
His lips did not move, but a hoarse voice that was indistinguishable between a man and a woman resounded through the world. It was as though the world was his throat, speaking freely.
"Benevolent Brahma, I make a great wish today!"
"Complete everything, destroy all evil, and subdue all calamities!"
Instantly, the rain of blood dissipated, and the sky turned clear. Boundless light appeared out of nowhere, illuminating the entire battlefield as though it had turned into a heavenly kingdom under the illumination of the light. Countless petals fell.
It was as though they were harvesting wheat!
Wherever the petals passed, no matter how ferocious and ferocious the monsters were, whether they came from Hell, or even the condensed ones … The contracted employees of the Eternal Group, the pygmy giants in the Sea of Thunder, or the zombies of the fallen nations that had long since died, all of them instantly knelt on the ground.
Even the chariots and city walls, which had no idea what was going on, shrank and collapsed.
A joyful smile appeared on every face, brimming with the radiance of happiness. In unison, they praised the great Immortal, the epic, the world-shaking asceticism, the endless blessings, and the supreme Righteous Dharma!
Even the Asuras of the Blood Sea and the stubborn Rakshasa could become the guardians of the Righteous Dharma, let alone others.
At this moment, under the Immortal's Righteous Dharma, all evil was cleansed. All of the Hell's armies became the vanguard of the present realm, fighting to be the first to point their swords at their allies behind them.
There was a soft smack.
The body of the Stone Incantation Immortal trembled, faintly turning transparent, as though it was condensed from smoke. It was even more otherworldly.
The progress of Nirvana had greatly increased due to the backlash of fate.
However, the Stone Incantation Immortal remained unmoved. His hollow eyes were emotionless as they reflected the huge fasting circle in the distance.
The chill that enveloped the entire world suddenly descended, as if it would freeze all souls.
Within the fasting circle, the expressions of many Hunting Angels and Shamans changed abruptly. They launched a desperate counterattack and encircled the Immortal.
However, it was too late …
"Evil demons who do not know Righteous Dharma and reason. You do not respect the true form of the supreme mysteries of the world. You do not practice the Dharma that leads to kindness and morality. What you worship is the filthy, illegal, and impure Demon Lord. You will never possess the purity and wisdom of the gods!"
The Immortal's curse reverberated between heaven and earth. Every word was like a tragic wail intertwined with a landslide and a crack in the sky. With every word he uttered, the solidified divinity surging within the fasting circle dissipated a little. In the end, even the projection of Paradise had a huge crack.
From one end of the land to the other, the aftermath of the terrifying curse tore a smile apart, swallowing half of the fasting circle. Countless Hunting Angels were melted by the darkness amidst their screams and wails, vanishing without a trace!
Earth-shattering shockwaves spread out, covering an area of a thousand kilometers.
The instant the curse ended, the Stone Incantation Immortal's body silently ruptured with dozens of crisscrossing cracks. His presence became increasingly faint, like a bubble. He was so transparent that one could clearly see the scene behind him.
However, in the end, he did not waver in the slightest.
When he reached the end of the sky, a murderous intent suddenly descended from the sky, enveloping him within.
Old bastard, you're still alive?
A long-awaited greeting seemed to come from the wind.
The projection of a golden body that seemed to be cast from ancient bronze appeared, and the Heretic King descended once again. He clenched his iron fist and mercilessly punched at the senior who had taught him the essence of asceticism in the past!
The punch that came from a thousand kilometers away actually caused the air to condense into a solid state the moment it descended, shrinking inwards inch by inch.
The power that was enough to crush atoms into fission was used in an unreasonable manner here, trampling all the Ascendants around him into dust. Then, a clear and cold cry flashed past.
A metallic light appeared.
The remnants of the blade dissipated in the air, along with the Heretic King's full-powered punch, disappearing without a trace.
It was as if the sun had suddenly emerged from the ground. A cold light that was so dazzling that it could tear apart all the eyes rose from the ground and slashed towards the sky!
"Long time no see, senior."
The face of the Sword Saint suddenly appeared in front of the Heretic King. He laughed loudly, and a ray of intense light condensed in his hand burst forth, as if the mighty sun had descended from the sky, leaving nowhere to run.
"Let's start over!"
— Katana of the Sun!
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