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Chapter 1782 Shinto and Humanity

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    With the operation of the demon god¡¯s bloodline catalog, the purple domain core gradually integrated into Zhou Wen¡¯s body.

    The Demonic God¡¯s Bloodline Catalog is a very strange technique that can simulate the power of any kind of monster. This is very rare among all types of techniques.

    The Demonic God's Bloodline Catalog is similar to Jiang Yan's ability, but it is not as direct as Jiang Yan's ability, and it has more restrictions.

    Not direct and having many restrictions does not mean that it is weak. In fact, having restrictions means that there are higher possibilities. The Demonic God's Bloodline Atlas also has its advantages.

    Boom!

    Zhou Wen felt that wonderful changes were taking place inside his body, so it would not be an exaggeration to describe the changes as reborn.

    The blood in the whole body is boiling like lava, as if the whole body is melting.

    It is said that monsters will turn into human forms when they reach a certain level. This process is called transformation, and the changes in Zhou Wen's body are similar to this. The structure of the entire body seems to have changed.

    Of course, Zhou Wen does not need to turn into a human form, and his body shape has not changed, but his body has changed to have more possibilities.

    Finally, a new natural disaster field was formed, and the Demon God Bloodline Catalog was successfully promoted to the natural disaster level.

    Zhou Wenzheng wanted to carefully understand the catalog of the demon god¡¯s bloodline that had been promoted to the natural disaster level, but his body suddenly experienced more drastic changes.

    The Immortal Sutra, which had not been used for a long time, finally erupted again, and the eight techniques that condensed the field of natural disasters were like eight reservoirs, continuously delivering various energies to the Immortal Sutra.

    No, to be precise, it should be that the energy was extracted from the Immortal Sutra.

    An indescribable feeling of comfort invaded every nerve of Zhou Wen, and he felt as if he was about to ascend to immortality. This feeling made people unable to extricate themselves from being immersed in it.

    If anyone sees Zhou Wen at this time, they may be shocked.

    Zhou Wen, who was sitting cross-legged there, was not surrounded by thunder and lightning, nor was there any colorful energy flowing around him. He just had his eyes open, and his eyes were blurred, as if he was in a trance.

    There are slight sweat stains on the skin, but the cheeks are so pink that it makes people's hearts tremble.

    At first glance, it looked like a 28-year-old girl dreaming of sex, with an ambiguous smile on her lips.

    It¡¯s just Zhou Wen¡¯s own feeling, but it¡¯s not as enjoyable as it looks on the outside.

    On the devastated earth, magma erupted and flooded the sky. A god stood high above the sky, looking down at the ancient land, his eyes as indifferent as water, as if what he was looking at was not the human earth, but a lifeless sand table.

    "The way of heaven is my way, and the way of the way is natural."

    There seemed to be a voice echoing in the god's body. As the god's mood changed, the whole earth changed with it.

    All things grow and wither, the earth rises and falls, the oceans rise and fall, and one era after another is constantly changing in the long river of history.

    That is unimaginable divine power, and everything changes when God thinks.

    Zhou Wen¡¯s body was being kneaded uncontrollably by the divine power. Sometimes it was water, sometimes it was stone, and sometimes it was grass.

    When Zhou Wenzheng was horrified by the unstoppable divine power, he saw that the god in the sky had turned into another one. It was a god as bright as light and lightning. He could not see his appearance, but he could only feel the boundless divine power surrounding him.  The body rippled, and the world turned into darkness.

    "There must be light." Divine thoughts are rippling.

    So there is light in the dark world.

    "There must be trees."

    So there are trees in the world of nothingness.

    "There must be clouds."

    So there were clouds on the empty sky.

    Everything in the world came into being out of thin air in that one thought, and the originally dark and void world gradually became colorful.

    One god after another continued to emerge. There were eight gods in total. Each god showed unimaginable power. It was a power that mortals could only look up to, making Zhou Wen feel as small as an ant.

    Zhou Wen had never seen those gods before, but he could tell from the divine power emanating from them that they should be the eight techniques he practiced.

    It¡¯s just that the realm they displayed is far beyond what Zhou Wen can achieve now.

    When the eight gods were displayed one by one, the world returned to the wild scene of floods, except that there was a frail human figure on the devastated land.

    Because there was only one figure from behind, Zhou Wen couldn¡¯t tell who it was.The person looked like a girl. She seemed to be moving forward hard, faltering with every step, and seemed to fall down at any time.

    Step after step, the girl fell down countless times, and finally stood in front of a lake, unable to stand up again.

    And her hand was still stretched out in the direction of the lake, and she could not get her wish until she died, even if her wish was just to take a sip of water.

    "There is no joy in the way of God, but there is sadness in the way of humanity."

    A voice sounded beside Zhou Wen. Zhou Wen turned around and saw a woman whose face could not be seen clearly standing side by side with him.

    Although he couldn¡¯t see her face clearly, Zhou Wen immediately knew who she was. She was the woman Wang Zhi sighed.

    Zhou Wen opened his mouth to ask, but could not speak.

    "When it's time to make a choice, how do you choose between the divine way and the human way?" The woman did not look at Zhou Wen, but stared at the junction of heaven and earth in the distance.

    The eight gods appeared on the horizon one by one, and the girl stood up again and continued to move forward. However, the lake in front of her had disappeared, and there was nothing as far as the eye could see. It was just dilapidated like the end of the world.  of earth.

    "Whoare you" Zhou Wen asked again, but this time he made a sound.

    The woman did not answer, just smiled slightly, waved her hand, and the world collapsed. The Iori and the girl disappeared into thin air, allowing Zhou Wen to wake up from the dream-like world.

    The power of the eight techniques had all been integrated into the Immortal Sutra. Zhou Wen suddenly realized that he still had the same problem as before.

    Now is a critical period for condensing the field of natural disasters. Originally, the eight exercises were simulated by the Immortal Confusion Sutra. Zhou Wen himself did not have the physical fitness required for these eight exercises.

    At this point, by integrating the power of the eight techniques into the Mysterious Immortal Sutra, he can truly have the power of the eight natural disaster areas at the same time.

    Zhou Wen is already very familiar with these eight powers, and at the same time, he can already see clearly the future of the eight powers in that illusion.

    Having eight types of natural disaster domains at the same time is something that is beyond the reach of a human being or even those supreme beings from different dimensions.

    But retaining these eight powers also means losing the opportunity to condense your own natural disaster domain.

    There are two roads, one is bright and the other is full of unknowns.

    "Do you want to tell me that you are my other path?" Zhou Wen did not hesitate, and directly ran the Immortal Sutra. The surging power rushed towards his brain in an instant, and the natural disaster field also began to formally condense.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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