I, Lord of Prayer

The final staircase lies before us, the dividing line between mortals and gods, an insurmountable chasm for all living beings. Once one is associated with the word "god," everything is turned upside down; it is the highest sublimation of life, becoming the very rule itself.

Zhou Chen's soul stood on the edge of the divine realm. He tried to take this step, but failed. The resistance he encountered was unimaginably enormous, like the gravitational pull of millions of stars combined. He had already exhausted all his strength with just a slight attempt.

Still a little short... Zhou Chen stopped, quietly comprehending and experiencing the immense power he possessed. After forging the Heavenly Dao, he entered a completely new realm. Everything in the world appeared entirely different in his eyes, every color became incomparably magnificent, and those mysteries, knowledge, and truths had never been so clear.

While experiencing it, a question couldn't help but arise in my mind.

"How exactly did I ascend to godhood?"

He's now both a god of death and a force to be reckoned with, both legendary missions, yet he still can't ascend to godhood. There weren't so many fortuitous encounters in the old era, so how did he manage to advance to demigodhood?

However, upon further reflection, it seems to make sense. In the old era, there was only one power of prayer, unlike now where there are many powers. It would definitely be easier to ascend to the divine path. In addition, there are more than forty time travels... If one can retain a little strength each time one travels, one can accumulate it.

"Hmm? Someone's already cleared it?"

At this moment, Zhou Chen felt the feedback from the "Reincarnation Game". Some players had already completed the first round of the novice mission and received the completion reward.

Nearly ten minutes later, the first batch of players all completed the mission. Since it was a beginner mission, no one died, and they were all given extraordinary abilities.

After the final battle decades ago, this parallel universe entered a decadent era of lawlessness, with laws collapsing, worlds withering, and utter desolation. But now, the Heavenly Dao has been reforged, and the extraordinary has reappeared, giving the universe renewed vitality. Just like the eternal law of change, after decay comes rebirth, and after desolation comes rise.

Wild fire, in spring.

"Life and death are an endless cycle. The magnificent and glorious world will eventually come to an end and decline, but new life will be born from the decay, and all things will be revived..." Zhou Chen murmured to himself, realizing something that he could use for himself.

[First round of beginner quests completed, Wish Points +]

The system notified him that he had earned over 50 million wish points in just one round of the game. This number was an astronomical figure that was visually striking, exceeding all the wish points Zhou Chen had earned so far.

And this is only the first round of beginner tasks.

[Duplicate creation process initiated, creating a duplicate, current progress 12/4513...]

[Countdown to the second round of beginner missions: 30 minutes.]

[Searching for eligible players...]

Zhou Chen was not going to wait here any longer. These fifty million wish points were enough for him to break through the barrier of the multiverse and establish a stable connection between himself and this parallel universe—but not enough for him to take the final step on the path to godhood.

"With a universe providing the secret energy, becoming a god is only a matter of time," Zhou Chen comforted himself. It wouldn't be long before the number of players in the "Reincarnation Game" reached hundreds of millions.

He left anchor coordinates in this universe, then pressed a button on his watch to enter the final parallel universe.

The boundless starry sky, the vast universe.

Zhou Chen appeared near a star, where deadly high-temperature radiation and terrifying gravity assaulted him, yet he could not budge an inch.

"open."

Zhou Chen let out a soft shout, and endless starlight of prayers surged forth like a tidal wave, shining as brightly as the sun, penetrating the void, searching for the cosmic coordinates he had just left behind.

Soon, a crystalline barrier appeared in the void. With an invisible cracking sound, the crystalline barrier was pierced by the torrent of starlight. The barrier between the multiverses was broken, and he established a connection with the "Game of Reincarnation".

The experiment was successful.

Now that we can break through the barriers between the multiverses, let's not wait any longer and go straight back to the main universe!

[Wish Points -]

The dimensional barrier shattered, and Zhou Chen stepped inside, his foot landing on the barren earth.

The smell of sulfur wafted in with the scorching wind. Looking up, the sky was dark, shrouded in a hazy smog, and a huge, ferocious silhouette flew across the clouds—it was a demonic dragon from hell.

Zhou Chen took a deep breath. Hmm, it was full of abyssal sediment. Any ascendant below the fourth rank would be instantly corrupted.

I'm finally back.

His first thought was to contact the Stars, but the next second, his expression froze on his face.

A terrifying tide of divine light surged forth from an unknown place, vast like a world-ending tsunami, interwoven with boundless power, thunder and fire, intense light and darkness... The tide of light silently impacted this abyssal plane, the collapsing thunder like the sound of drums, resounding through the soul.

The demonic dragon in the sky let out a terrified roar, but was swept away by the divine light and instantly vanished into nothingness.

Zhou Chen cursed under his breath. There was no time to move, so he could only take the hit head-on. The Forging Hammer materialized in his hand, and the raging flames of endless source matter burst forth, contracted, and converged into supreme authority. With a roar, it smashed down on everything in front of him.

boom!

The ground beneath Zhou Chen's feet cracked, forming a canyon that ran through this abyss plane, almost tearing the entire plane apart. Deafening roars echoed continuously, while the divine light tide dissipated directly, and countless extraordinary items fell like petals scattered by celestial maidens.

tick...

Blood dripped down, and the flesh and blood of Zhou Chen's entire arm exploded, leaving only the white bone.

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"The aftermath of the war of gods..."

After the collision just now, he had analyzed the essence of the divine light tide—it was the product of a battle between eighteen gods, a wisp of aftershock that was insignificant to them.

"Eighteen gods... These must be all the gods in the world right now? How long have I been gone? All the gods have come out; is this going to be a final battle?"

Shocked, Zhou Chen's mind raced. The flesh on his arm grew rapidly. He didn't covet those extraordinary items and immediately left the crumbling, hellish plane.

Although the war of the gods was far apart, it still affected the stability of space, like a group of sharks stirring up the water. He could not return directly to the mortal world, and could only wander around in hell like a headless fly, searching for the stronghold of the Star Society.

Zhou Chen concealed his existence, tearing apart layer after layer of hellish planes, without even knowing where he was heading.

Not long after, Zhou Chen tore through space and arrived at a crimson hellish plane, where everything was covered in blood.

In the distance, there was a fortified territory from which came the mournful screams of ten thousand ghosts. One by one, hellish creatures were thrown into a boiling cauldron. Countless remains could be seen tumbling and floating in the red, viscous liquid. The hellish creatures screamed and struggled after falling into the water, but to no avail. They quickly dissolved into a pool of blood.

Boom!

A somber bell tolled, and on an altar, a priest clad in crimson robes roared, "The blood sacrifice must be prepared within three hours, or you will be used to fill the pit!"

Upon hearing this, bloodthirsty legions immediately set out to sweep through all the hellish planes they could reach, capturing more hellish races.

Zhou Chen frowned. What was he trying to do?

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