Sweeping both worlds: Starting from idealistic martial arts

Chapter 537 The World-Bearing Xuan Turtle
"Is this what it means for stars to come to life?"

Hagichan held the slightly dim ball of light in his hand, his eyes filled with pure curiosity.

Under his gaze, the microscopic celestial body, compressed to the size of a fist, trembled, its starlight flickering erratically.

Instant kill!

The cat in front of him used a method he couldn't understand to capture him and transport him to this place, countless light-years away.

Throughout the entire process, Tai Chu had absolutely no opportunity to unleash his full power.

It can only be molded and shaped like clay by the other party... Oh, just kidding, it's not actually that hard.

"How on earth did you do that?"

Tai Chu finally couldn't help but ask, "It's clearly just a memory without any information, and it's just a memory in someone else's mind, so why does it have power?"

"Don't you know what a meme is?" Fang Can retorted. "You clearly have one."

"You mean the meme of idealistic martial arts?" Tai Chu asked, taken aback. "What does that have to do with your methods?"

"After I successfully transformed my concepts into memes and infected the universe, all concepts about me were completely memeticized."

Fang Can explained simply: "After my breakthrough, everything related to my image, whether it's film and television, sculpture, or memories..."

"Everything that involves my image will be affected by my image meme."

"Normally, those images are just images and have no effect. But if I want, I can choose to give a portion of the authority to make that image have my power."

“For example…” Fang Can looked at Tai Chu seriously and said, “Don’t try to describe my image in your mind.”

"Don't describe his appearance?" Upon hearing Fang Can's words, Tai Chu couldn't help but subconsciously conjure up an image of Fang Can in his mind.

The next instant, Fang Can in Tai Chu's mind seemed to come alive with self-awareness, and then suddenly punched him in the head.

thump—

Tai Chu felt a sudden jolt of consciousness, and his entire sea of ​​consciousness was rippled by the punch.

'This...this is not scientific...'

Tai Chu buzzed and said, "Why is it that you can still attack me by relying on my memories?"

"Because of the saying 'after the worst comes the best'!" Fang Can said mysteriously.

"What the hell is this 'when things reach their worst, they begin to turn around' thing?" Tai Chu asked, puzzled.

Fang Can simply smiled mysteriously and offered no explanation.

In fact, only he could pull off this.

After all, although everything related to him was infected by memes, it was ultimately just a piece of information without any feedback mechanism.

However, the "After the worst comes the best" ability can provide early warnings of all things that are unfavorable to oneself.

Through the link of "From Adversity to Prosperity," Tai Chu's investigation into Fang Can's affairs directly falls under the jurisdiction of "From Adversity to Prosperity."

Fang Can could sense the signal that "after the worst comes the best" through this.

Although we don't know where the danger is.

However, he can pass on his authority through a process of reversal, allowing the meme to possess a portion of his authority.

By using a method similar to transmitting power to the entire body, Fang Can can completely transfer his power to the memetic in that location. He can then influence and attack different memes through mutual sensing.

Ordinary eight-turn or nine-turn techniques simply cannot accomplish this; only Fang Can developed such a method by utilizing the [Reversal of Fortune] technique, which has no upper limit on its magnitude.

However, Fang Can did not want to describe the "turn of fortune" to the other party in too much detail.

It's a real shame that the Purple Diamond Sword disappeared before Fang Can broke through to the sixth level.

Otherwise, relying on the memories in the other person's mind, Fang Can could directly locate Zi Ling's image.

Before Fang Can, feeling the miniature star being constantly pulled and ripped apart, and its physical body being continuously disintegrated by his mind, Tai Chu mustered his courage and said:
"I advise you not to be so leisurely. Before long, someone like you at the eighth level will be doomed after this Ten Thousand Races Tournament ends!"

"My death date?" Fang Can asked, somewhat surprised. "What do you mean?"

Seeing that his words were being heard and that the two sides could communicate, Tai Chu felt relieved and hurriedly said, "Because since the establishment of the Beast Fighting Continent, the existence of the three creator gods has set rules."

"All races that have reached the eighth level of cultivation will be guided by the divine light of the Creator God to ascend to the Heavenly Realm!"

'A guiding light?'

Fang Can's expression was a bit strange. He had been wondering why they hadn't seen a single strong eighth-rank cultivator after traveling such a long distance. It turned out they had all been captured.

"Where will they be taken?" Fang Can couldn't help but ask.

"I don't know about that. Anyway, I've never seen an eighth-level cultivator who was taken away come back."

Taichu said fearfully, "For years I have been stuck at the lower limit of the guidance, constantly releasing mass outward, hoping to delay the time when I will be taken away by the divine light of guidance."

"I have personally witnessed the Creator God take action and capture a black hole that had just reached the eighth level of the universe, and nearly all of the star races like us have also been captured."

In the beginning, he stammered, describing something like a black hole, capable of devouring everything upon its birth.

Once one begins cultivation, their power will inevitably surpass the threshold of the Ge Liheng number, and almost every few years they will be taken away by the Creator God because their power has exceeded its limit.

Instead, he can continuously release light and heat to reduce his own mass.

Once your strength increases too much, fuse some of the matter on your body in advance to keep your power at the ascension point.

Through constant micro-management, he has managed to survive peacefully in the Beast Fighting Continent for so many years.

By keeping his strength at the upper limit, he was generally not bothered by anyone, and even when he encountered enemies, he could easily deal with them. However, this time, he ran into Fang Can and his plans backfired.

Seeing Hajican lost in thought, Taichu quickly added, "And you can't kill me. I am the last star spirit on the Beast Fighting Continent. If you exterminate me, not only you, but the entire cat race may be severely damaged."

"Does that creator god care about these things?" Fang Can asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Of course, slaughter is acceptable, but species extinction is absolutely impossible, otherwise it would invite divine punishment from the creator god."

Taichu said, “I have lived through countless ages and have witnessed several instances where the Creator God, for the sin of genocide, forcibly killed evil races and turned them into protected animals.”

"So... if I kill you, your so-called creator god will come after me, right?" Fang Can said with a hint of eagerness on his face, "Anyway, I'm planning to make a move."

"No, no, no..." Tai Chu hurriedly said:
"Anyway, the Creator God will come looking for you after the battle is over. If you really want to fight, a little more time won't make a difference, right?"

"The entire Beast Fighting Continent is so big, wouldn't it be great if you took this opportunity to have some fun and relax before going into battle?"

Seeing the little star spirit almost scared out of its wits, Fang Can smiled and decided not to argue with it. He stood up from the ground, raised his paw to tie Tai Chu to his waist, and then released the konjac spirit beside him.

Having stayed on this continent for so long, he hadn't forgotten his original purpose: to retrieve his lost little sword.

The moment he stood still, his surging will poured outwards like a galaxy collapsing.

In an instant, the almost infinite AT force field, which had reached the sixth level of the realm, swept outward at superluminal speed.

One light-year... 100,000 light-years... trillion light-years... Ganges sands light-years... unspeakable, unspeakable light-years... 3↑ (megawatts↑)↑3... G (64) light-years... TREE (3) light-years...

As Fang Can's will erupted, the surging will penetrated every inch of the space he explored outwards, precisely summarizing the data from every inch of the space he swept through.

Wearing it on Fang Can's waist, Tai Chu felt as if the singularity at the beginning of creation was exploding beside him.

A terrifying will to annihilate everything suddenly erupted!
Centered on Him, the nearly infinite AT force field expanded exponentially, sweeping across every inch of the Beast Fighting Continent at speeds exceeding the speed of light.

A mental force countless times stronger than its own swept past it and spread in all directions.

Living things, scenery, light, particles...

All the data and information entered Fang Can's brain the instant the AT field swept across it, and were examined by his will.

Right now, he needs to use the most rudimentary, carpet-like search to summarize and integrate all the information and find his lost little sword.

He was confident enough that his will was far greater than the ever-expanding, seemingly endless Beast Fighting Continent.

Before finding his own little sword, his will will expand infinitely until he achieves his goal.

In this endless expansion, the structure of the entire continent was reflected in Fang Can's pupils.

This so-called infinitely expanding Beast Fighting Continent is actually contained within the shell of an eight-turn giant tortoise.

It was a sleeping giant tortoise whose size was beyond description, its thick, emerald-green shell carrying the entire Beast Fighting Continent, its body constantly releasing matter.

The lighter substances rise to become floating clouds, the turbid substances sink to become soil, and the substances floating in the middle are energy of extremely high purity.

This vibrant energy emanates continuously from the giant tortoise and is transformed by all living beings into different systems of energy, such as spiritual energy, true essence, and internal force.

This was a closed space, where the body of the colossal tortoise, along with its own mass, expanded outwards, forcibly opening up what was originally a barrier between heaven and earth.

In other words, the size of the giant tortoise is not determined by the size of the universe.

Rather, it was because the giant tortoise's body was constantly expanding that the upper limit of the universe was forcibly broadened.

The entire ecosystem of this world is supported by this giant tortoise alone, and all races are like parasites living on its body.

Its enormous size, which is constantly growing outward, is enough to sustain the consumption of all races on the entire Beast Fighting Continent for countless years, even if only a tiny fraction of it is not enough.

At this moment, the creator god of all this, with his eyes closed, is falling into a deep sleep.

The moment Fang Can saw the tortoise, he knew its identity: it was the creator god recorded in the cat clan's documents: [Xuan Qian]!
In cat literature, the entire world is nothing more than microorganisms on the back of a tortoise.

Without a doubt, this infinitely expanding body size clearly indicates that the person is an eighth-level practitioner of the Mind-Only Martial Arts.

Turning the pages of history, the other party's legacy itself is the [Breath of Creation]. This entire Beast Fighting Universe, which only accepts non-human beings, was created by his legacy.

The entire tradition of spiritual light is primarily built upon the struggle against humanity.

This heritage is bound by various rules, such as "absolutely cannot be discovered by humans" and "absolutely cannot be entered by humans."

This means that even Fang Can at this moment, if he were to transform his body back into human form, would be completely kicked out of this world.

The next moment, Fang Can's eyes narrowed.

The ever-expanding AT field paused, and a smile appeared in his eyes: "Finally found it."

A deep, resonant thought echoed in the void, his perception penetrating layers of spatial barriers, precisely anchoring in the far southeast.

There, a faint yet incredibly familiar aura lingered!

With a slight thought, immense power gently probed downwards like an invisible probe.

Fang Can's gaze instantly traversed the star field, focusing on the tribal battlefield where the aura was located.

The scene that came into his view surprised him.

'The power of this sword realm is too weak; it's almost on the verge of extinction.' Fang Can thought to himself, before his body vanished from the spot.

On the Beast Fighting Continent, within the border between the Sword Realm and the Blade Realm, battle rages across the land.

Countless sharp blade and sword energies, like an out-of-control storm, collided and annihilated each other wildly in the vast space.

From the first level to the eighth level, powerful enough to shake the galaxy, everyone is engaged in fierce battles.

The mournful cry of metal echoed through the void, as countless swords wailed and shattered under the violent energy impact.

High in the sky, a middle-aged man with a human-like appearance stood in the void, looking at the two formidable enemies in front of him with a somewhat grim expression.

"Hahahaha, Ruifeng, now that my Blade Clan has two members at the eighth level, how can you possibly stop us!" A burly man with a bare upper body sneered as he spoke, his voice even producing the clanging sound of metal clashing.

"Don't even think about surrendering. Even if you surrender, it won't make a difference. All the swords of your branch of the Sword Realm will be shattered and reforged into the flesh and blood of our clan's greatswords."

Rui Feng stared grimly at the two eight-transformation broadswordsmen in front of him.

As the leader of this branch of the Sword Realm, he was evenly matched with the Blade Realm across the river. However, an eighth-rank member of his clan was somehow introduced from the other side.

The current situation is extremely unfavorable for him. Today, not only he, but also this entire branch of the family is likely to be in grave danger.

'Fortunately though...' Ruifeng's mind was completely focused on things light-years away.

Knowing he couldn't escape, he had secretly sent a group of his clansmen, led by a seventh-ranked member, to flee and seek refuge in another sword realm.

"Hahaha, you didn't think we'd let you leave so easily to deliver the message, did you?"

Suddenly, the eighth-ranked swordsman sneered, "The entire Sword Realm is now completely surrounded by us. We promised to kill your entire clan and we won't let a single one escape!"

"you--"

Rui Feng was furious. He pointed his finger at the two of them, and his expression changed as if he had witnessed an extremely horrifying scene.

Behind the two eighth-level cultivators, a golden light appeared that pierced through the entire battlefield, causing the entire space-time to freeze.

Whether it was Ruifeng, the two eighth-level sword cultivators, or the countless sword and blade clan members fighting below, they could only stare blankly as their bodies remained frozen in place, beyond their control.

In the blink of an eye, the once chaotic battlefield suddenly fell silent.

(End of this chapter)