A new era of runaway has begun.
Zhu Zhengwei sat on the deck fishing, feeling very leisurely, and couldn’t help but chuckle to himself, "Previously, I could have been invincible in the world, but I insisted on creating a bunch of strong opponents of the sa realm to compete with, and it was quite fun to fight."
This carefree personality is quite interesting.
Historically, generations of "Emperors" in this Ancestral Witch Myth Era have dominated an entire age, wielding unmatched grace and ruling the world, often with many concerns. But this one is very different, not wanting to claim the throne at all...
It seems that, for this Extraordinary World era, I’ve found a unique individual.
However...
It seems to be her era, but perhaps, it’s more of my era!
Even though I haven’t claid the throne, nor ascended to the Emperor’s Throne, and my combat power is still very low... but perhaps, I have long beco the Mythical Emperor of this generation in an invisible way.
After all, what does it an to be an emperor of a generation?
To change the rules of the world, open a path of cultivation for all seven-tier races, usher in a flourishing age of civilization, and pass down various extraordinary paths...
I’ve done all of that.
"However, she is too complacent, and there’s a good chance she’ll get defeated."
Zhu Zhengwei looked very calm, shaking his head lightly in the sea breeze, still fishing:
"After all, this is reality, no one is the true protagonist of the universe."
"This land has a population of ten billion, and although eight billion are of the Human Race... with such a huge population base, the top-tier talents of this generation are by no ans her alone."
"There are many with the sa talent and combat power. If she really reaches the sa level, how can she compete with a group?"
"Even if she has a slight lead, two fists... are hard to fight against four hands."
Splash!
A big fish was suddenly hooked.
Bam bam bam!
For several consecutive months, this Minotaur lady fought fiercely against every hostile enemy alone.
Although she had a crew of Emperor Realm mbers, they were still slightly lacking in strength, as the crew couldn’t be considered the top Emperor Realm combat force.
The crew, despite their hard work under Zhu Zhengwei’s devilish training, found that the higher the realm, the more it required enlightennt and talent. Their hard work for a month was not as effective as another’s sudden realization in one day.
And the whole world was becoming more volatile.
One strong warrior after another ca to attack, their battle intent blazing.
"We will set sail, to defeat that ancient Chang’e Palace ship! To reclaim our teacher from that despicable Minotaur!"
"The great treasure is on her ship! The seven thods of the Divine Sect, and the one they call the ’Ghost Witch Doctor.’
"Getting him will change the world!"
"I will steal him back, make him my mountain stronghold’s man!"
...
The whole world was in turmoil.
Countless strong individuals erged, entering an unprecedented era of slaughter and prosperity.
Zhu Zhengwei sat on the ship, though prepared, was still a bit bewildered when he heard the news, "It feels like I’m the legendary treasure of the Grand Line, but I’m a living person."
The battle was becoming increasingly fierce.
This giant ancient ship, constructed from the branches of the Tree of Life, no matter where it sailed to the ends of the earth, they would encounter those Emperor Realm experts searching for them everywhere.
"Damn it!"
"They have no martial ethics, a group cos to ambush, to attack , this Minotaur!"
Almost every day, she would shout, her neck reddened with fury, her body covered in countless wounds, "Ship doctor, your devilish training isn’t tough enough! This little whip is not harsh enough, give sothing more intense to train with!"
"Alright."
Zhu Zhengwei smiled.
This was sothing he was already prepared for.
This Minotaur queen is wild, but for Zhu Zhengwei, she is also a big challenge.
How to use his experintal technology and results to make this strong individual completely defeat other geniuses of the sa realm... is a research topic.
"Over the years, I haven’t honed the battle power of my body, still weak and vulnerable, the weakest among the seven-tier Emperor Realm. I’ve focused my energies on researching my Cultivation Skill and accumulating knowledge."
Just as he had planned.
In his first twenty years, he crazily cultivated to elevate his physical realm.
In the following twenty years, his body in reality could no longer provide feedback, so he stopped cultivating and focused his energy on enhancing the foundations of his cultivation, knowledge, and talent!
"And now, it’s just the right ti to apply the results of my newly researched Divine Sect’s first thod, ’Billion Prison Immortal Thief’, to give her body a super potential transformation!" Zhu Zhengwei said calmly, "Co with ."
He stood up.
Soon, they arrived in the underground laboratory.
Zhu Zhengwei let her sit on a chair, had her pose like "The Thinker" sculpture, staying completely still.
"Next, do not resist, I will close your brain with my hands, severing the external neural connections."
Splash.
Zhu Zhengwei’s hand slowly inserted into her forehead.
A bizarre thing occurred.
Her muscles and skin rippled like waves.
Hundreds of trillions of cells like a lake surging, and a pair of hands slowly penetrating through the skin and skull into her brain.
Soon, the entire sea of consciousness in the brain was disconnected.
At this mont, the Minotaur sat in the chair like a statue, resembling a plaster sculpture.
Click!
The chair base slowly rotated.
Zhu Zhengwei, like molding pottery, slowly shaped with his hands, transforming every part of her body, like Nuwa creating humans.
"Every thod I develop is grand in conception, enough to extend into a splendid era, one that a person can exhaust their lives and never explore fully."
"And the first thod, ’Billion Prison Immortal Thief,’ is essentially bioengineering, life transformation, and potential excavation... I gathered the powerful genetic civilization crystallizations of that year into this thod."
Zhu Zhengwei’s expression was calm.
Having mastered this technique, a pair of Divine Hands, already surpasses the laboratories of those scientists from the Old Days.
Of course...
This pair of Divine Hands requires the simultaneous modification of several trillion cells to achieve.
Can an average person divide their mind into several trillion thoughts?
Impossible!
Only Zhu Zhengwei, leveraging the authority of the Celestial Dao, cheating with the terrifying computational power of the Celestial Dao supercomputer, can use these Divine Hands.
Therefore, Zhu Zhengwei claims that basically no one else can learn it!
Rustle.
After three days of crafting, Zhu Zhengwei modified the ever-evolving qi-fused super Qi-Eating Cells and completed a new template for a Mythical Race, an evolutionary transformation line of life.
The original Minotaur, with a goddess-like appearance and a pair of perfect black horns, was now transford by Zhu Zhengwei into a diminutive, wrinkled-skinned Minotaur dwarf with uplifted horns.
This aligns more with Zhu Zhengwei’s image of a Minotaur Warrior.
"It’s done."
Zhu Zhengwei thought for a mont and considered this creation rather perfect.
While it hasn’t awakened yet, he also utilized the second technique he devised, Yama Hundred Refinents.
Rustle!
He used the pure soul imprint energy collected from seventh-tier and sixth-tier strong beings over the years to forge the chair below into a Spiritual Artifact.
Zhu Zhengwei chuckled, feeling quite pleased with the scene:
"Hmm, very good. The bull horns, this compact body, and this floating chair that can transform—you aspire to the stars and seas; in the future, you’ll be the legendary Ultimate Cosmic Emperor..."
Zhu Zhengwei felt his first masterpiece was quite impressive.
Soon, Lin Anna woke up, staring dumbfounded at her own body.
This silly girl’s first reaction wasn’t about looking uglier, but about weakening; where was the promised intensive training?
"Don’t worry."
Zhu Zhengwei consoled, "This is a new form. You are now in your normal state; you can enter the battle form...regain your previous strength. Although the normal state is grotesque, your breath is concealed, and 80% of your body is asleep, significantly extending your lifespan."
"Otherwise, given your carefree nature, staying like this all the ti, you’d probably age and die quickly." Zhu Zhengwei patiently inford.
She nodded, "I see."
Her breath suddenly surged, and her figure gradually elevated, transforming back to her tall, beautiful woman form, "I vaguely feel there’s another form but currently cannot access it."
She began to skillfully control her body.
It wasn’t even half a day before soone attacked them again.
"Hmph, perfect timing to test the new body."
She directly soared into the sky.
The sky trembled violently, various auras collided as though tearing the clouds apart, incredibly astonishing.
"What is this? How did your combat strength suddenly increase drastically? And you transform too?" The emperors of various races revealed terror, feeling this was absurd.
"Hahaha, you may transform into sheep, but I can’t beco an even stronger Minotaur form?" She laughed heartily, directly engaging in battle, then swung the chair in her hand.
There’s no denying.
This chair made for her was quite handy; hitting others hurt a lot.
Less than a decade.
This Minotaur, now adept in the second stage of transformation, after a siege, finally unlocked the third stage of transformation.
Rustle.
Her flesh crawled terrifyingly, her pair of bull horns atop her head split to the sides, shedding down her shoulders to form shoulder armor.
Moreover, dense, straight black hair, accompanying the unfolded, imposing bull horns atop her head, shedded down shoulders becoming a black cape.
She transford into a bald woman, possessing a streamlined intense beauty, her skin turning silvery-white, no longer belonging to the Minotaur Race, resembling a handso bull-horned Valkyrie.
Boom!
This War God was in a temporary explosive form, yet her combat strength was imnsely terrifying, instantly crushing nurous besieging strong figures, achieving victory.
Hahaha!
"I’m invincible again!"
The silly bull laughed once more.
She radiated an undefeated aura, overlooking the earth and All Living Beings.
On this day, decades later, after a chain of humiliating escapes, this existence stepped again to the world pinnacle of Emperor Realm, single-handedly suppressing the world’s strong figures!
"Sigh."
"An era ultimately begins."
As this battle concluded, most of the observing emperors noted they had witnessed the opening of an era.
An emperor in the shadows sighed, "Earlier, there were nurous strong figures, discontent towards this extraordinary talent of the Beast Race, believing she suppressed them with her realm; seventh-tier fought their sixth-tier. But now, teaching them seventh-tier thods for battle, yet still thoroughly suppressing!"
So lurked in the depths of the sea observing this grand battle, deeply admiring, "It’s truly unbelievable...Three-stage Transformation, this is simply an incredible Divine Power Combat Skill! It’s the power of Divine Hand, the Billion Prison Immortal Thief unleashing billions of prisons within the body, releasing endless Immortal Gods, evolving three tis, potential blooming, who can rival?"
Many witnessing this battle found their worldview refreshed with the three-stage transformation, realizing there was such gaplay.
Today, this battle was destined for the annals of history.
A female War God of the Beast Race, sweeping across all sea strong figures, overpowering the universe, subduing all emperors, demanding their surrender!
An invincible emperor truly erged, potentially being the second generation Ruling Emperor of the Ancestral Witch Era after Emperor Chu, suppressing this period.
Yet, so discerned the underlying truth.
The crowd watched her undeniable, Emperor-level authority standing sky-high, embodying the Celestial Emperor’s presence, but seemingly, they vaguely glimpsed behind this Great Emperor, a weak Human Race youth, that enigmatic and eerie ship doctor hidden in the mist.
On the other side.
"Alas, there’s almost no chance of winning after this battle."
Nine defeated Witch Emperors rode the Sun Vehicle back, gazing upon the ancient Chang’e Palace ship, sighing internally:
"The ship doctor aboard this Chang’e Palace vessel, long conducting research within the dicine room, low-key Witch Doctor, perhaps...is the true ruler of this era! Despite his low combat power, he already is...the Uncrowned Emperor."
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