The humans in the Earth refuge indeed want to try hard.

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However, their perception of time is too low, and the only one who can currently improve it is Tang Meng.

That’s why Fu Qingjun feels there isn’t much hope.

You won’t be able to make much progress in a short time.

“The times have really changed.” Fu Qingjun shook his head.

Whether it’s the revival of Spiritual Qi or an alien invasion.

Anyway, after venturing out, Fu Qingjun, who is currently in the parallel world, has broadened his horizons.

Accompanying his own Demon Country civilization, deducing paths to extraordinary realms, he feels the “truth curtain” of the world is gradually being lifted.

Life in the universe has hierarchies and degrees of civilization.

Now I see two classes:

The first three are ordinary civilizations,

The fourth is the civilization of those who perceive the Dao.

By viewing through this framework, the rapid traits of Divine Blood in those cockroaches and rats indicate that some civilization above those who perceive the Dao is invading our Earth.

And what’s the simplest way to invade a civilization?

It’s not deploying troops to attack or spaceship invasions.

It’s using some kind of Divine Blood mist to infect and assimilate without firing a single shot.

“Turn the entire Earth into its color, absorbing it entirely.” Fu Qingjun vaguely speculates that the structure of the Divine Blood progeny is obviously of this nature.

Of course, it might also be that Fu Qingjun has misunderstood.

Perhaps some “It” unintentionally passed by the solar system, and some indescribable cosmic deity, accidentally while on the road passing by, naturally exudes an aura similar to “Martial Dao”, creating an instantaneous mist on Earth.

They don’t care about you at all, just like stepping on an ant nest without noticing while passing by.

Destroying you, what does it matter to them?

In front of a civilization that perceives the Dao, an ordinary civilization is like a motionless domesticated chicken.

A day underground, a year in the heavens!

They are the legendary Immortal Gods civilization.

Of course, even the civilization of those who perceive the Dao can only exist from day to night and may quickly fall as well.

Fu Qingjun thought a lot, and he said in this room:

“Your Prehistoric Intelligent Giant Race has a large physique and a slow growth cycle. Though your potential is immense, it’s very difficult to bring out your heritage in the short term.”

He didn’t want to undermine the confidence of humans at the survivor camp.

Tang Meng nodded, sitting in the chair and looking at the small angel on the table in front of her, “I know my own strength is weak, but I still want to try.”

In the refuge, in the survivor camp, many people are anxious, as just a dozen days after the doomsday, the events that erupted have already changed most people’s life paths significantly.

She maintained a calmer mindset since they had been rescued, but although she wasn’t a saint, she still wanted to contribute as much as she could while ensuring her own safety.

Tang Meng spoke: “With the resurgence of ancient myths and the rise of ancient races, our Prehistoric Giant Race also wants to strive to rise as one of Earth’s myriad races – to make an effort, to rise up.”

“….”

Fu Qingjun remained silent.

Damn, various ancient races resurrecting on Earth…

Alright.

I’m dropping the act.

All the prehistoric history you’ve discovered is true.

The apes, human ancestors, were all part of ancient prehistoric miniature mythological civilizations like the Golden Behemoth, Great Witch, Titan Race, National Guardian Beast.

Slime is just mite.

The dog ancestors are the Hellhound.

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However, Fu Qingjun could understand, the era feels like a towering mountain, and everyone is just a speck of dust within it, enduring unbearable suffering.

Even people at the time of the Demon Country are the same, so how could those outside not be like this? In the face of catastrophe, everyone feels pain and insignificance, and human life becomes cheap.

But if you have such thoughts…

Then I’ll help you out later and bestow a single strand of hair on you.

Fu Qingjun bypassed Tang Meng and directly asked Emperor Liana, “What do you plan to do next?”

Liana evidently already had a plan, “I also want to directly enter the mid-breakthrough of the fourth realm, reaching its peak… After all, a civilization always needs pioneers, someone to pave the way.”

She aims to follow in Grace’s footsteps.

If Grace didn’t know and just broke through into it back then, now knowing the terrifying aftereffects, successors should be more cautious, and breaking through requires courage.

“You must be clear of that.”

Fu Qingjun said: “You are very likely to end up like Grace, going towards your end, with almost no chance of surviving and breaking into the next realm.”

The difficulty of one realm feels like the difference between heaven and earth.

One realm requires countless people to accumulate and break through for civilization to ascend to the next dimension.

Liana, however, said: “Without endlessly emerging civilizations of becoming, predecessors, pioneers… if no one sacrifices, there is no possibility of stepping into that level.”

“The inheritor of Grace, the Demon Lord, still rules that higher becoming civilization… if we don’t catch up, we are bound to be left far behind.”

“Moreover, even if their civilization completely rots splendidly, they can easily hunt us down during our escape, which is another kind of death… Furthermore, being suppressed by Grace was already disconcerting, and if killed by her next generation of inheritors, it would be utterly laughable.”

Fu Qingjun nodded.

Grace, is a world-class fierce person.

In life, she ruled the world, stifling it with her extreme madness, twice destroying worlds to advance civilization’s progress.

Even in death, how isn’t she scheming against sentient beings?

She appointed the next generation Demon Lord, using the oppression of civilization’s destruction, to drive Liana and Hongqi to catch up to her pace!

“Ruling the world while alive, and still scheming sentient beings in death to force their progress, what a peerless hero!” Tang Meng looked at this vast mythological world, feeling awe-inspiring and frightening.

The Mythical Monarch, ruling the world, casually wiping out hundreds of millions of lives.

Grace, an unconventional wise ruler, she consistently has been advancing civilization at all costs!

“Of course, I don’t plan to extinguish the world like Grace.” Liana said: “I plan to break through and go out to establish another civilization, inheriting my Angel Divine Blood.”

Although this doesn’t extinguish the world, it practically abandons the world.

Let them live and die on their own.

Because with a higher civilization speed, the two naturally need to separate, with differing speeds, living together causes inconvenience, and mixed reproduction quickly dilutes the purity of Divine Blood.

“Wish you luck.”

Fu Qingjun smiled, “I hope a new Angel Dynasty can descend in this era! Moving towards thriving!”

“As for you, Tang Meng, would you be willing to become my second retainer, my disciple?” Fu Qingjun said calmly, “If you wish, you may enter the primal place and walk among the endless worlds, seeing the true reality of the world.”

Originally, Fu Qingjun didn’t intend to give her a strand of hair.

Because any random human survivor lacks the qualification and talent.

But since the survivor camp stands behind her, it’s no big deal to give an opportunity, help if I can.

Tang Meng was stunned, her heart somewhat excited.

This mysterious great being, Witch Ancestor Yudula was his disciple, so wouldn’t she be the second disciple?

Doesn’t that mean she’s found a powerful supporter?

Happy!

An unexpected joy!

She felt the bitterness and sweetness, suddenly feeling an urge to cry, too happy.

“Master above, please receive a disciple’s bow.” She immediately knelt down, lacking even a bit of dignity.

Fu Qingjun’s face darkened slightly, then solemnly said, “We originate from an ancient temple force, worshiping the Nameless Demon God in the void, which trades equivalently with everything in the world—knowledge, wealth, faith, power…”

“I am also one of the believers among them, and by becoming my disciple, you are also to worship this ancient deity.”

“I understand! I understand it all!” Tang Meng said quickly.

Isn’t this exactly like entering a sect?

Within the sect, there surely is veneration of the founding ancestor.

Then practice martial arts, Immortal Techniques, adopting the customs of the sect.

A sect traversing time and space, doesn’t it sound awesome?

Even, in the future, if she pleases the master, she could go to the master’s future world…

The more she thought, the brighter her future seemed.

In the future, she would be living in this Extraordinary World as a Golden Behemoth, a prehistoric mythical creature.

Having solid backing, belonging to a sect is extremely important.

Fu Qingjun glanced at her, then calmly looked at others and said, “All of you step outside, the sacred initiation baptism does not require onlookers.”

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