Overgod Ascension

Wu Ming's expression was serious. This time he was making a desperate move!

After all, with the power of the main temple, although it can easily suppress and refine several immortals to death, it will inevitably fall into the dilemma of energy exhaustion.

If this capture operation fails, then he will have no choice but to flee immediately, hide in that small world to lick his wounds, and spend thousands of years slowly repairing the main temple.

"However, this operation is 90% sure!"

"After the clone's planning, the Creator God's vitality was severely damaged, and he lost the origin of fire and earth. This is one of them!"

"The God of Creation is still one step away from reaching the seventh-level Golden Immortal realm. Although he can use the origin of the world, he has not yet obtained a complete world status. That's the second reason!"

"The most important thing is that it has been pulled out of most of the phantom world! Even if the seventh-level golden immortal obtains the status of the world, what if the heaven and the earth live the same life, and the sun and the moon rest together? If you don't reach the Daluo realm, you have to leave the world. Immediately reduce the power!"

Wu Ming's face was stern, and there seemed to be flames flickering in his eyes: "Therefore, this battle is a sure win! God of Creation, come out!!!"

Boom!

The main temple roared, pulling the God of Creation out one step further.

At this time, the God of Creation was stuck in the diaphragm of the world, and suddenly let out a horrified cry: "Yo yo!"

The entire phantom world was shaking, and the belief accumulated over thousands of years activated the power of the source, forming a suction force and pulling it back bit by bit.

Seeing that it seemed to be effective, the God of Creation immediately increased his power, borrowing the gravity of the world, and returned to the world step by step.

But at the last step, a figure suddenly appeared opposite it!

A figure it really doesn’t want to see!

Wu Ming's distraction, the God's Spirit Controller who controls the fire and the force of the earth!

"You seem to have forgotten me?"

Wu Ming laughed wildly, and the red and earthy rays of light flashed wildly on his body. He desperately mobilized the world's original force and violently bombarded the God of Creation.

"Get out of here!!!"

In the main temple, Wu Ming's original brows moved and matched with his clone inside and outside. The main temple suddenly exerted force and suddenly pulled the God of Creation out of the phantom world.

Wave!

Click! Click!

The God of Creation, who was independent in the void, screamed in extreme terror. Something seemed to be broken on his body, and a large number of cracking sounds were heard.

The seventh-level Golden Immortal represents the personality of the world, but it can only be used in this world. Once it leaves the world, it is nothing, not to mention that the Creator God has not yet fully reached the realm of the Golden Immortal!

A change is immediately generated in the phantom world.

Immediately, most of the force power in the God of Creation disappeared, and his aura was like that after the peak of a wave, and he fell off a cliff.

"Suppress it!"

Wu Ming's thoughts moved, and the main temple once again emitted a large amount of light, wrapping the God of Creation heavily, and finally turned into a cocoon of light. His body continued to shrink, becoming like a broad bean, and was suppressed at the bottom of the Force Pool.

"Very good... The original power in this beast is so strong. If it is refined, I'm afraid there will be enough to replenish the consumption..."

Although Wu Ming cannot directly use the force and origin of the world, with the help of the main temple, his manipulation methods have surpassed those of ordinary golden immortals!

"Here is one part, and there is another part, which is in the phantom world... To bring order out of chaos and save the world, how much merit should I have and how much should I repay my origin?"

Wu Ming looked at the phantom world and smiled slightly.

…

Whoops!

Within the phantom world, outside the atmosphere, Wu Ming's mind was wrapped in flames, wearing diamond-gold armor, and slowly fell into the world.

"Chirp!"

As soon as it landed on land, the Phoenix of Fire emerged and let out a mournful cry. The same is true for the kings of the earth.

"Huh? The Force in you is constantly passing away..."

With a flash of his eyes, Wu Ming immediately knew this change.

This is normal!

The growth of the previous phantoms, as well as the weirdness and power of various abilities, were all due to the support of the phantom world regardless of consumption.

Now that the Creator God has been suppressed and left the phantom world, the rules will naturally change!

The Phoenix and the Earth King would be lucky if they could still maintain the power of ordinary gods in the future. It would be a dream to destroy the world at every turn!

"Not only that……"

Wu Ming waved his hand, and a vague force emerged. It was the power of the Earth Immortal's Dharma Realm!

"Without the suppression of the phantom rules, the original world power system is gradually recovering..."

He immediately had a clear understanding in his heart: "From now on, various phantoms will gradually lose their abilities and even fade into ordinary beasts. In response, the cultivation of ancient martial arts and ancient immortal arts will become more... Smooth, will eventually return to the mainstream status... This is to bring order out of chaos!"

After several attempts, Wu Ming gradually understood.

The dimension of the universe where he is located can be said to be a world that favors Eastern Taoism.

This is true regardless of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the stars, even gods, ghosts, and Fusang. Taoism, martial arts, and witchcraft are the mainstream!

The spirit control system brought by the God of Creation is actually the ability of the universe in other dimensions, so it is so incompatible that it even suppresses the power of Taoism!

But now, after the God of Creation has been eliminated, the origin has been restored!

The world will eventually return to the right track.

As soon as the suppression was gone, Wu Ming, who was distracted, immediately recovered his earthly immortal abilities, and even the abilities of various spells were quickly restored.

He opened his eyes, and immediately he could see the heaven and earth roaring, and the rules began to change.

The rules of controlling spirits, which consumed a lot of the world's original power, were rejected and replaced by a Taoist system that consumed less and could promote the healthy development of the entire world.

At the same time, a layer of colorful light poured in from all over the world, forming a colorful brilliance in his luck.

"Luck? Merit?"

This scene was quite similar to the previous one where the God of Creation gathered the power of the origin of the world, and it even made Wu Ming fall into deep thought.

"This is the winner and the loser! If the Creation God succeeds, he will be the supreme god in the phantom world from now on, and I will be a devil and a ghost. I will be completely thrown into the pillar of shame in history, and I will not be able to recover in a million years. body!"

"But now...I have won, and the whole world has begun to reject the rules of the Soul Controller. I have become the savior. Everything is as simple as that..."

The light in his eyes flashed:

"Although these merits are still not as good as those obtained from the world of gods and ghosts last time, they should be roughly enough in exchange for a worldly person. It's a pity..."

For ordinary people, this may be a dream come true.

But Wu Ming owns the main temple. As long as the world's original force is sufficient, he has some of the power of Daluo, so naturally he is not willing to continue wallowing in a small pond.

"This harvest is truly extremely rich. The Creator God has one share, and this place has another..."

The smile on his lips grew wider and wider, and finally he burst into laughter.

"There are still some problems that need to be solved...but we can't leave immediately..."

After laughing, Wu Ming rode on the Phoenix, turned into a ray of fire, and rushed towards the Flame Continent.

…

"Chirp!"

High in the sky, the flying phoenix looked very sluggish, and its original golden-green corona had shrunk by more than half.

"Hmm... This degree of weakness is simply thrilling... I almost fell to the god level, which is equivalent to the previous limit of the king level... a little worse than the heavenly immortals in the Great Zhou World!"

High in the sky, Wu Ming's eyes moved, and he pinched the magic spell with his hand: "Wind Control Technique!"

With the help of Daofa, the Phoenix's speed suddenly increased by 50%, and its flight disappeared: "In contrast, the power of Daofa has been fully restored..."

The same is true for god-level phantoms. Wu Ming is not optimistic about the future of those king-level, monarch-level, and even ordinary soldiers and generals.

"An era has come to an end, and the glory of the Spirit Controller will be buried in history forever..."

"The world of phantoms is probably going to be in chaos..."

"How many burials will be needed for the fall of the entire privileged class? How long will it last?"

He who has power must have power!

For ten thousand years, the spirit controller has always stood at the top of the pyramid of the phantom world through the power of phantoms.

There is no doubt that the loss of the phantom rules is almost fatal to them!

Do you even need to ask what the oppressed civilians and slaves will do when they see the masters who are usually aloof and can enslave, punish, and even kill them at will lose their power one by one?

"The dissipation of phantom abilities and the collapse of the spirit controller system is a gradual process that may be extremely long and repeated..."

Wu Ming had a look of indifference on his face: "But... none of this is any of my business!"

"Chirp!"

Continent of Flame, Boulder City.

"What a big firebird, it's the Phantom of the Golden King!"

Wu Du Langjun and Hou Yong looked solemn as they summoned phantoms.

"Ho ho ho!"

The earth-covering demon ape roared up to the sky, beating his chest with both hands, but it was full of a "strong on the outside but strong on the inside" flavor.

"God-level phantoms are okay, but the strength of gods-level phantoms and below has dropped by one level? As time goes by, this phenomenon will become more and more obvious..."

Wu Ming jumped off the back of the immortal bird: "It's me!"

"Owner!"

Hou Yong let out a cry of surprise, and immediately Dongfang Dieyu and Zuo Linling rushed out.

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"So...so many things happened?"

In the hall, Wu Ming casually said a few words about his abridged version of his experience, focusing on the fact that in the future, phantom abilities will be rejected and suppressed by the world. Dongfang Dieyu's face immediately became solemn to the extreme.

For people in the phantom world, the existence of phantoms is as normal as water flowing downwards and the sun rising from the east. When she suddenly heard the news, she didn't take it as a joke and already trusted Wu Ming. .

"so……"

Dongfang Dieyu's eyes kept looking at Wu Ming: "You became the God's Spirit Controller? Has the God of Creation left? The glory of the Spirit Controller is about to end?"

Her little mouth opened wide, obviously still in disbelief, and Hou Yong and others next to her were even more so.