The whole weird world is waiting for me to go to heaven

Chapter 1051 The Twilight of Civilization
"You mean you ascended to heaven?"

Qiao Yu was surprised, never expecting that Liu Sheng could enter the past of Longhu Mountain through high-dimensional analysis and obtain the opportunity to ascend.

“That’s right.” Liu Sheng nodded. “The Longhu Mountain civilization doesn’t restrict ascension like we do. On the contrary, many of the gods they worship are people who achieved godhood through cultivation after birth.”

Qiao Yu suddenly realized—

"These deities are the ones who observe the disciples' behavior during the trials and assign them reputation points!"

"exactly."

A faint smile curved at the corners of Liu Sheng's lips.

“When Zhu Lin and I returned to Longhu Mountain as those two disciples, our reputation was almost unmatched. As long as you subdue monsters, you can gain reputation points—but ‘subduing’ is not only done by killing.”

"We gained the support of Ancestor Wang Miaoshan, and she also held the entire trial space hostage. Naturally, our evaluation couldn't be low. After that, the trial space closed, and we became the last batch of disciples to receive divine evaluation. The path of assessment was cut off, so there was nothing left to consider."

"So I not only passed the ordination, but also became the successor appointed by the old Celestial Master."

Qiao Yu listened, her heart trembling.

Although these few words are plain and simple, one can easily imagine how much bloodshed and turmoil are hidden within them.

Liu Sheng, however, said it casually:

"Fortunately, Zhu Lin is here to help me. She has obtained the power of Ancestor Wang Miaoshan and is already a Nascent Soul stage cultivator. When we join forces, we are naturally invincible."

She smiled easily.

He immediately composed himself.

"The hardest part is what comes next—Advent Day."

Qiao Yu's heart skipped a beat: "The Longhu Mountain civilization also experienced the Day of Descent? Is this... the reason for the disappearance of the Old Gods?"

Liu Sheng shook his head: "The old gods have not disappeared."

"But!"

"If they disappeared, why are these Longhu Mountain disciples still receiving reputation points?" Liu Sheng countered.

Qiao Yu was taken aback: "But...why would they say that the protection of the old gods has been lost, and even that their lineage has been scattered, so that new gods need to be introduced? And as you said—many gods were born in the Longhu Mountain civilization..."

"Let me explain slowly."

At that time, Liu Sheng still remembered what the old Celestial Master had said—

"The Day of the Descent of the Gods" is the day when the gods will descend to earth and collect offerings from all people.

That would represent "eternity" and "rebirth".

"At that time, I didn't understand what it meant, and neither did the old master."

Therefore, everyone on Longhu Mountain made sincere preparations.

Until that day, the rosy dawn broke.

The sky was pierced by beams of golden light, and the clouds were like a surging sea. The gods that had only appeared on the altar actually appeared one after another in the sky!
First are the Three Pure Ones' Dharma Forms—Yuanshi Tianzun sits upright in the chaotic light, Lingbao Tianzun's yin-yang fish flow endlessly behind him, and Daode Tianzun's body is surrounded by countless Dao essences that converge into a sea of ​​stars.

In the lower clouds, Doumu Yuanjun, who controls the sun and moon, has four heads and eight arms; four emperors guard her, each with their own supernatural powers. The Jade Emperor wears a crown with twelve rows of pearls and holds a jade tablet. The Ziwei Emperor holds the handle of the Dipper and stars. The Heavenly Emperor wears armor and holds a sword to command thunder and lightning. The Earth Goddess Houtu holds a map of mountains and rivers.

There was even Zhang Tianshi, the first Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, wielding the Three-Five Demon-Slaying Swords, with thousands of talismans condensing into lightning and thunder in the clouds; and the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden arriving riding a nine-colored phoenix...

The numerous deities were as large as mountains, draped in ribbons and auspicious clouds, their faces identical to the statues, wooden yet bearing peaceful smiles, shrouded in an unbearable divine radiance.

At that moment, the heavens and earth trembled, and all living beings submitted.

Everyone knelt on the ground, praying with tears streaming down their faces.

The Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain personally presided over the ritual, offering the faith of the entire civilization.

The gods responded.

Golden light shone down on the world, lingering for a long time. The spiritual energy surged and became as dense as mist, making cultivation twice as effective for everyone.

Flowers bloomed in profusion, birds and beasts sang in unison, auspicious clouds and rosy hues filled the sky, and the world was peaceful and serene, like a beautiful dream. All beings cheered: "Divine grace has descended!"

However, that blessing did not last long.

The spiritual energy began to diminish rapidly, and the light between heaven and earth was drawn away in the opposite direction, turning into thin streams of light that rose towards the sky.

Then came—

An eerie atmosphere pervades the air, and countless strange disasters occur.

The entire civilization was like a pillar hollowed out by termites, slowly collapsing inch by inch.

At this moment, everyone finally understood.

The gods have vanished and no longer protect this place.

Amidst doubt and fear, the ruling position of Longhu Mountain also began to waver. The Old Celestial Master, ultimately helpless, only left Liu Sheng with one sentence:
"If I do not return within a year, you will be the new Celestial Master—regardless of whether your true form is male or female, or what kind of being you are."

Having said that, he stepped into the wind and snow, and never returned.

Liu Sheng succeeded to the throne.

Of course, there were also those who were unwilling to accept this, believing that the old gods would return, or who wanted to seize power. Coups and rebellions occurred one after another, pushing the already crumbling civilization to its end.

Fortunately, Liu Sheng stepped forward, established the Weaving Institute, and quelled the chaos with swift and decisive measures, gradually eradicating the calamity.

And soon after, with the Weaving Institute as the "point" and the "connection of faith" among all living beings as the "line," a "sky net" was eventually woven, stretching from Longhu Mountain to the entire continent and to the whole civilization.

Finally, the mountain gate was rebuilt as "Wangmiao Mountain".

Finally, this civilization managed to survive its last moments.

As civilization develops and the Skynet strengthens, her power grows day by day, and she has unknowingly reached the level of "god".

Ultimately, she crossed that boundary and entered a higher level—the higher dimension.

What they found was desolation.

"Barren?" Qiao Yu was stunned. "Could it be... an experimental field that has been harvested?"

Liu Sheng shook her head.

“The Longhushan civilization is different from ours—it is not a ‘testing ground’ created by a higher-dimensional civilization, but a real and complete civilization. If we assess it by the strength of its civilization, it should be above the threshold of a higher dimension, or at least… infinitely close.”

Worried that Qiao Yu might not understand, she quickly explained:
"The assessment of civilization strength should, at present, be a comprehensive evaluation of multiple dimensions such as 'energy intensity density,' 'technological development stage,' 'number of higher-dimensional beings,' and 'volume of living space.'"

I added a sentence in my mind:
[Results of in-depth thinking from the perspective of the "world".]

[Limited by the boundaries of our cognition.] "The world" adds mercilessly.

"So it should be the Heavenly Court—similar to the Heavenly Court of the Earth Mother, but it is empty of any gods."

Liu Sheng's voice gradually faded.

"If I had to say—it would be the tomb of the gods."

"The gods...are dead?"

"Yes, only remnants of consciousness remain, like some kind of rule or instruction, so it can still maintain its original operation to some extent, but its power is gradually fading."

Qiao Yu murmured, "Is this why the Longhu Mountain civilization is on the verge of collapse?"

Liu Sheng, however, revealed a sorrowful smile:
"Longhushan Civilization..."

"It was already over on Advent Day."

Qiao Yu felt as if she had been struck a heavy blow: "Then what... is there behind that?"

"It was all a dream."

"A dream that gripped the entire civilization on its deathbed." Liu Sheng's gaze was heavy. "To put it in more scientific terms, it was—"

"The afterglow in the cache."