My Bottle Cosmos

Chapter 732 677: The Means of Gnawing Bones and Sucking Marrow

Ancient Tree Calendar 3015.

The first Divine Emperor fell, and the entire All Heavens and Myriads of Realms tasted the sweetness.

"What is this?"

"Quick, explore the Divine Remains while they are still fresh."

"This is a world-shaking opportunity in this era!"

The surrounding All Heavens rained down various divine blood, bones, and flesh, nourishing all living things.

However, great terrors also bred among them.

The existence of such a Divine Body is akin to the mythical Pangu, attaining the Celestial God Body after ascension, with each cell as a universe.

After his fall, all cells collapsed into a Great Celestial World, within which myriad resentments formed, transforming into various Exotic Beasts, Divine Beasts, and grotesques, rendering it extremely dangerous.

When a whale falls, myriad creatures thrive.

The collapse of the Giant, its head transformed into the Little Ghostly Secret Realm, its intestines into the Nine Revolutions Intestine Palace, and the other organs like heart, spleen, and lungs...needless to say, all formed eerie secret realms composed of countless Crystal Wall Worlds.

The name "Ancient Divine Secret Realm" began to spread gradually.

In a universe, the most crucial aspect is the cycle of creation and destruction. The current ecological chain has been established, ascending to the Upper Realm with large amounts of cosmic matter, then falling to the Lower Realm, giving back to the beings.

This universe is also heading towards prosperity.

Even so.

Li Qing found the ongoing war appealing, thinking it could even become the norm.

After all, while the Upper Realm fights for hundreds of years, over ten billion years have passed in the Lower Realm. This seemingly brutal war is not genuinely severe in the eyes of the lower world's people.

"Because the time flow ratio is too exaggerated."

"The pace of this war is quite nice. To the Lower Realm, it's like senile giants slowly battling it out."

Li Qing's expression was calm.

The seven Giant Divine Celestial Beings on the front lines digging tunnels truly lived up to the name of the Celestial Dao's reincarnation, benevolent and loving, fighting for themselves in life, and paying their soldiers' wages with their corpses after death.

"Your Majesty."

At this moment, Atabia returned: "The Ancient Gods of the Origin Continent have important matters to report."

Currently, the confidants of the Light Ancient God are ten Great Angels, each one sacred and majestic.

Atabia and Black Star were simply two among them.

Over the years.

Li Qing frequently visited the Origin Continent, continually searching for talents among the mortals, secretly assassinating them, replacing their identities as Celestial Humans, and converting them.

Atabia no longer took advantage of the opportunity to traverse time, anticipating where he would appear, disguised as a prodigy to infiltrate his ranks.

However, among this new generation of ten, Atabia stood out due to his own abilities, becoming the first among them, revered as the Assistant of God.

Li Qing merely observed silently, not offering any assistance. After all, he plotted against himself, pretending not to see was already a gesture of face-saving.

"What's the matter?" the Light Ancient God inquired.

Atabia reported:

"Your Majesty, the various mortal Ancient Gods below are eager to try, intending to attack the Abyss Realm as well, requesting to dig tunnels."

"Oh? Mortals, they are bold," Li Qing exclaimed in surprise.

"Then, Your Majesty, what is your inclination?" Atabia asked.

"Insolent ants."

The Light Ancient God wore a calm expression, "If they want to go to the battlefield, let them. If they wish to proceed along the tunnels of the Seven Heaven Pits, let them."

"Some even harbor greater ambitions, wanting to dig a dedicated pit for their own forces, creating an exclusive private tunnel. Permission granted!"

"Whichever continent's force believes themselves truly capable may be directly designated as a [Star Constellation], shining in the sky."

Permission granted for self-established [Star Constellations].

Hearing these words, Atabia's heart tightened, already envisioning the future.

Individual stars, as drilling machines, crazily sparking in the sky of the All Heavens and Myriads of Realms, represent both glory and a brand!

For instance, the Chengguang Holy Land, above the All Heavens, was designated as the Chengguang Constellation.

A large, constantly glowing, shimmering billboard above their heads, various branches of the Chengguang Holy Land in the lower worlds saw more talents choosing to pledge allegiance there.

After all, while recruiting disciples, pointing to the capable drilling worker above, frantically sparking: "Do you know our strength? Look at that star above, Chengguang! It is the Upper Realm Sect Leader of our Chengguang Holy Land! So radiant, suspended in the sky, our Upper Realm is a timeless great force; joining us is no loss. After ascension, protection is assured!"

As it stands.

The strong grow stronger, the weak grow weaker.

Only those designated as [Star Constellations] can recruit more talent.

The more Atabia thought about it, the more speechless he became.

He observed the Light Ancient God with a face of righteousness.

Appearing virtuous, but actually manipulating the hearts of people, making Celestial Humans, even the beings below, work for him voluntarily.

This is… advertisement space for rent!

Allowing them to vie to become tunnel workers, just so they work for free, recklessly fighting.

And if they die?

He can even reclaim the star pits they painstakingly dug, reclaiming the billboards, a truly epic freeload!

So sinister! And they dare not refuse to rent the advertisement space. If others have it and they don't, they are perceived as weak, and the new generation won't join them, all flocking to other holy lands, severing the rise of their freshmen generation and rendering their force increasingly weaker.

Atabia secretly thought: "With this, the Origin Continent might undergo a map evolution, like a wasp's nest of heaven pits, yet transforming into a dreamscape of celestial stars!"

Li Qing glimpsed at Atabia's face, with its several expressions, seemingly knowing what he was contemplating, secretly complaining, mocking him, yet Li Qing couldn't be bothered to conceal it.

Why use a disguise if there's nothing to hide?

What is Light?

It is playing dirty openly, without concealment.

He is practicing the faith of Light.

"Your Majesty, although this approach appears good, I fear their strength is somewhat lacking," Atabia couldn't help but say. Ultimately, he was an upright person, scheming yet principled, intolerant of such despicable actions.

Moreover, his point was valid, tricking them into battle, but they were only Sixth and Seventh Layer Ancient Gods, their combat power was not sufficient.

At present, the Origin Continent hasn't even seen the emergence of Ninth Layer Ancient Gods.

It's not that the population below the continent is insufficient; they outnumber the Celestial Humans by countless times.

Unfortunately, these forces have severe sectarian views.

Each keeps to themselves, efficiency is too low, naturally inferior to the collaboration of millions of Celestial Humans, developing various High-tier Dao cultivation techniques.

While Celestial Humans cannot compare to the specialized techniques of Empress Xuli, they are numerous.

Currently, among the Celestial Humans, various High-tier Dao techniques of sky, earth, mystery, and yellow are slowly accumulating.

"If they are weak, then increase their combat power."

"Allow them to exchange military merit for Ninth Layer techniques. As for lacking initial merit? Let them owe it first!"

The Light Ancient God coldly snorted, "The Ancient Gods have divine grace, permitting a loan with interest."

"Yes."

Atabia felt increasingly emotional.

He was ultimately too young!

This Cosmic Emperor is no ordinary skinflint, extracting marrow from bones.

Not only making them work for free, but now also allowing them to pay him while working.

If Wadon, the capitalist, saw this, he would be utterly floored.

In his rule, this cosmos might well thrive playfully.

Soon, Atabia descended from the Ancient Tree again to execute the orders of the Star Constellations.

"This is a military order!"

"We are permitted to go to war."

"So ruthless, if we don't go, we have no choice. If we don't go, other forces will, gaining techniques, becoming [Star Constellations], promoting their lower world orthodoxy, making talents join their forces. Naturally, we will fall behind, and without a new generation ascending, we will eventually be wiped out."

Various military merit mechanisms being continuously promulgated, causing great turmoil among the major Ancient God forces of the Origin Continent.