To ascend, I had no choice but to create games-Chapter 477 - 281: The Legacy of the Immortal Assembly (Part 2)_2
Chapter 477 -281: The Legacy of the Immortal Assembly (Part 2)_2
They could eradicate nobles who had fled to the depths, battle hidden powerhouses, and they could even form guilds to manage a city.
The game’s universe was interoperable with the “New World,” allowing players to combine gameplay from both games and create more strategies.
Facing this new style of play, players all expressed, “Who the hell can withstand this?”
The world of Polar Night, having just averted an apocalyptic crisis, began to buzz with new life. Industrialization would lead to a massive increase in population, and newborns would see a world free from the threat of Demon Gods. With players and workers leading the way, the development of the world would step into a new era.
After understanding the full scope of the gameplay, even Landick had to admit in awe, “Impressive.”
Fang Cheng, you truly are a genius.
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However, at this moment, the Immortal hailed as a genius was staring at the Dustfire in his hand, sinking into silence.
Idle games were designed to exploit players’ greed; logically, such games should make proving oneself quite straightforward.
But just now, the Dustfire had turned into a dazzling white light, a manifestation of players’ wills coming together, willingly offering themselves up.
It’s nice to see you all have such morals, but could you not be so noble right now?
After sensing around, Fang Cheng found that the lingering resentment of the Greed Demon Lord within the planet had dissipated, and that was initially something he had wanted to personally resolve.
“One really shouldn’t underestimate those guys,” Fang Cheng sighed.
“Boss, who shouldn’t we underestimate?” asked the Mysterious Mirror by his side.
“Players.”
“I think so too, those guys are truly incredible.”
“Ah…”
After his sigh, Fang Cheng continued to roam the Mirror Universe, following the clues of the Immortal Assembly to their location.
He brought the Mysterious Mirror because it needed to be exposed to the world, as it was an Artifact Spirit he had indirectly created.
Moreover, it had contributed greatly to virtual reality; this journey was the perfect opportunity to repay that karma, akin to making up for a previously abruptly ended trip abroad.
Most areas of the Mirror Universe were voids. Regions once harboring civilizations had long since decayed due to internal corruption and turned into chaos.
In these chaotic regions, Shadows mingled with complex Laws, forming a potpourri of chaos soup, where almost all valid information was destroyed, making it difficult to extract any useful intelligence.
After analyzing a clump of chaos soup, Fang Cheng discovered that all the information within it was incorrect.
If one were to classify the civilizations here, most of them hadn’t reached the stage of leaving their own star systems. Had it not been for the mighty beings of the original universe bringing them here, they wouldn’t have even been able to leave their own universes.
Finding no useful information in the chaos soup, Fang Cheng had no choice but to continue on toward the location of the Immortal Assembly.
Finally, after days of travel, Fang Cheng arrived at the site where he had felt the presence and found the ruins of the Immortal Assembly there.
Although he had anticipated this, Fang Cheng still felt a sense of regret upon seeing the state of the place.
The surroundings were broken walls and ruins. The once-grand buildings had completely collapsed, and the air that used to be rich with Spiritual Energy was now almost dissipated due to lack of care.
The entire planet was desolate. While one could still see plenty of Immortal architecture, there was no sign of life.
Among the ruins, weeds grew rampant, and inside the only hall that seemed relatively intact, over a dozen skeletons sat cross-legged, apparently chanting something before they died.
“They were all True Immortals,” said Fang Cheng, hovering in midair, looking at the scene.
“Boss, what rank is a True Immortal?” asked the curious Mysterious Mirror by his side.
“Those who step onto the path of cultivation are Cultivators. Those who glimpse into the Law and possess unfathomable Mana are Immortals. Among Immortals, the entry level is True Immortal. Above True Immortals are Heavenly Lords, and above Heavenly Lords are Great Heavenly Lords.”
“That doesn’t sound like many levels. I thought there would be divisions like Qi Refinement, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, and so on.”
“It could also be divided like that, but the essence is still the same. Anyway, I was the one who defined the granularity back then to be as such, since everyone didn’t need to fight; cultivating was all that was necessary.”
The Mysterious Mirror looked thoughtfully at Fang Cheng beside it. “Then Boss, how many Great Heavenly Lords are there?”
“Just me. Actually, there was no such title as Great Heavenly Lord before, but once I came along, the title existed.”
Although Fang Cheng spoke lightly, Mysterious Mirror still felt an overpowering aura of domination rushing toward him, almost causing him to kneel down and shout “godfather” again.
However, after Fang Cheng had explained the complexity of cause and effect to him, he knew that if he were to perform this kowtow, limitless cause and effect would likely annihilate him, so he had to forcibly suppress the urge.
It seemed that even recognizing a “father” was not possible these days.
After observing for a while, Fang Cheng said to Mysterious Mirror, “You go take a look around, and I’ll see if I can sense anything here. The Immortal Assembly probably encountered some misfortune and vanished; I want to see if I can find any useful clues.”
Mysterious Mirror was also a bit curious about this place, so he left the grand hall and began to observe the surroundings.
Taking out a bronze mirror from his bosom, Mysterious Mirror tossed the mirror into the air, where it split into two, then four, and finally multiplied until it covered the sky and blocked the sun.
These mirrors scattered like satellites, each one an eye and ear for Mysterious Mirror, enveloping the whole world within his field of vision.
The essence of Mysterious Mirror was a mirror, and as the Artifact Spirit of the mirror, he was naturally able to control it, enhancing his abilities with age.
Under the coverage of the mirrors, he easily observed everything on the planet, beginning his search for things that piqued his interest.
Shifting through the mirrors, he sometimes arrived at the seaside, sometimes ascended mountain peaks, but the whole world was eerily silent—not a living person to be found, let alone any beasts or insects.
Even the plants were dead; strong winds blew leaves from trees, sucked them dry, and in the end, only withered trees remained.
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“What on earth happened here?”
Looking around perplexed, Mysterious Mirror suddenly sensed something.
It was the aura of its kind, a rhythm that only Artifact Spirits could perceive—a fellow Artifact Spirit was calling out to him from deep within the planet, beckoning him to come sit for a while.
Without a second thought, Mysterious Mirror turned tail and ran, passing through the mirror universe, and didn’t stop until he was next to Fang Cheng.
In the face of suspicious things, seeking one’s own elder was the right course of action—curiosity without reason could spell trouble.
At such times, only by the side of one’s ‘big thigh’ is it safe.
Seeing Mysterious Mirror return, Fang Cheng stopped his spell and asked, “What’s wrong?”
“Someone is calling me. Didn’t you hear it, boss? Oh right, it’s the voice of an Artifact Spirit; it’s normal that you can’t hear it. Let me tell you…”
“No need, stay still.”
Catching something next to Mysterious Mirror’s ear, Fang Cheng held a wisp of air close to his own ear and then said, “Indeed, it’s meant specifically for you to hear. But the other party doesn’t seem to have any bad intentions; you can go take a look.”
“… Boss, could you not be so incredible it makes me seem incompetent?”
Comfortingly patting Mysterious Mirror’s arm, Fang Cheng struck out with his hand, and the planet was immediately pierced by an invisible force, all the way to the scorching Earth’s Heart, revealing a hollow space.
Grabbing Mysterious Mirror’s clothes, Fang Cheng jumped in, their figures continued to fall.
This was not just a simple hollow, but more like a transparent tunnel.
As they fell, Mysterious Mirror could see rocks zooming past them, enormous skeletons that were the remains of massive creatures, black oil streaming through the earth, and red magma whizzing by their sides.
After passing through the white-hot Earth’s Heart, Mysterious Mirror felt a chill as the hot sensation disappeared, replaced by a room hidden deep within the Earth’s Heart.
It looked like a square coffin, no more than three meters in size, with no windows or doors.
In the center of the room, a scroll of Taoist scripture lay quietly on a stone table, filled with densely packed tiny characters, none of which Mysterious Mirror recognized, but that did not stop him from noticing the mystique within the words.
“Boss, what is this?” Mysterious Mirror asked.
“The Sumeru Illusion, it seems the Immortal Assembly still had some tricks up their sleeves,” Fang Cheng remarked, then glancing at Mysterious Mirror next to him, said, “And it looks like your cause and effect should be here.”
“What?”
Suddenly, Mysterious Mirror felt a gentle push, a seemingly soft force that was irresistible, pushing him straight into the book.
Fang Cheng also performed Soul Out of Body, stepping in, he entered the world of the book.
