As the savior, I only want to play single-player games.

Reviving a recently deceased ordinary leopard would not be a problem for him.

However, Tendou Kagura uses her own spiritual power as the primary force to control the resurrected lives.

He was simply going with the flow.

The leopard's last thought before death was not a fear of death, but an obsession with her identity as a mother.

Its life depends on this obsession. When the obsession is resolved, it will dissipate, and the body will die naturally.

"Was it this power that created that ancestor of mankind?" Quetzalcoatl exclaimed.

When Xin Yang awakened it with his spiritual power, Quetzalcoatl had already sensed something was wrong.

The progenitor of humanity appeared and fought against the Doomsday Knight, a fact that was noticed throughout the entire Earth.

Although the battlefield is currently on Mars, it is still observable.

That ancestor was deliberately created.

It thought that the gods were already very powerful, ruling the sky and the earth, venturing into the deep space of the universe, and building heaven. It never expected that there was such a divine power, similar to divine thought, but completely different.

"This is the power of a spiritual healer."

The spiritual path and the extraordinary path of this world are very similar, just like the warrior system and the Tree of Life system of Yurikawa.

Spiritual practitioners, mediums, and deities all evolved from the soul level, giving rise to various supernatural abilities. At a certain point, they possess similar characteristics, such as being difficult to kill.

The Warrior's Path and the Tree of Life originate from one's own physical body, transforming from an imperfect life into a perfect one.

However, in comparison, the path of the spiritual master already exists, and the prophet excavated fragments of information from the chaos and deciphered the correct path.

The gods are different; their paths are diverse and varied, and there is still no unified way for them to go, each following its own path.

Basically, each pantheon is a path.

The lineage of psychics is even more extensive.

If these disparate systems were integrated, taking their essence and discarding their dross, and combining the wisdom of the gods, perhaps the correct path could be deduced.

It's not the most perfect path, but rather the most suitable one. As long as you follow the steps, you can grow quickly.

But this is difficult, for no other reason than the arrogance of the strong. Even the supreme deity believes himself to be the most correct.

"A spiritual healer?"

Quetzalcoatl had never heard of such a thing, but it was certain that the human before it came from somewhere else, just like the Shadow of the Old Ones.

It suddenly remembered the human who had advised it to devour the gods to restore itself.

He also seems to possess the power of a spiritual healer.

"Can't you also devour gods to strengthen yourselves?"

"Yes." Xinyang nodded slightly.

Due to the difference in their systems, spiritual masters can easily defeat gods of the same level.

For spiritual practitioners, the spirit world, while not exactly a buffet on an assembly line, is much like food that's readily available everywhere.

Only when both sides reach Sequence 5 will the gap narrow rapidly.

He had never seen Sequence 4 of the Divine Path, so he had no way to compare it.

"...You are very weak now, why don't you eat the gods?" Quetzalcoatl asked after a moment of silence.

Although Xinyang appears unfathomable and possesses an aura that surpasses all gods, it gives the impression of being like a rootless duckweed.

"Didn't you eat either?" Xin Yang asked indifferently, looking at Quetzalcoatl.

Quetzalcoatl holds a high position among the gods and is powerful enough that even in Sequence 5, he is considered a core force.

More importantly, it has a steadfast mind and an extremely pure divine body.

Even if a spirit master of the same level came, they might not be able to win with a sure thing.

"Hmph!" Quetzalcoatl snorted coldly. It was of noble character, and its pair of wings were like swords, extremely sharp.

“Four or five thousand years ago, when I awakened, I swore to keep my soul pure forever and never fall into darkness. Therefore, I cannot tolerate devouring other lives. Such an act is an insult to me!”

Xin Yang seemed to be deep in thought. All the gods were hedonists who came from the barbaric era and had all experienced human sacrifice.

Even if God has eaten human souls, they should be executed in a line. No god is innocent.

But Quetzalcoatl is different. Its divine body is very pure. It is a practitioner of asceticism. All its power is achieved through long-term cultivation and accumulation. It has not taken any shortcuts to reach this level. Its combat power is naturally superior to that of the other gods. It is considered to be among the top-tier combat power below the Supreme God Lord.

The conversation ended there.

The two walked through the dense forest and arrived at a primitive ruin.

This is the site of the ancient Mayan civilization.

Survival itself is the most powerful resistance against absurdity: Chapter Nine: Possibility

Before us lies a vast archaeological site.

The ancient ruins have been abandoned for thousands of years. Wind and rain have eroded many buildings, and many megalithic structures still stand, covered by endless jungles on the surrounding area.

The primeval forest isolated it from the outside world, and no one has set foot there for thousands of years.

Here stands a legendary temple, built atop the central pyramid, with numerous feathered serpent statues carved into its steps. The sunlight from the sky casts the shadows of these statues onto the ground, creating a giant serpent phantom, as if the feathered serpent god had descended from the sky to the earth.

Quetzalcoatl was naturally quite moved when he revisited the place, but he quickly calmed his mind.

The flame of civilization was extinguished a thousand years ago, and this place has no value anymore. Xin Yang came here on his own initiative. He didn't seem to have any other purpose. As he said, he just wanted to see the different civilizations.

Quetzalcoatl and Shin-yang arrived here together.

It told Xinyang a lot about this civilization.

It was not the oldest god of the Mayan civilization, but rather a god that emerged later.

In those days, barbaric customs prevailed in this primeval jungle, with human sacrifice being highly valued. Shamans and wizards used living people to sacrifice to the gods, and the gods also used human flesh and blood to strengthen themselves.

Until Quetzalcoatl came to power, served as the sun god, abolished human sacrifice, and fought against many gods during that time.

The feathered serpent god's voice was clear and bright, with a clarity that seemed to penetrate the eardrums and strike the soul.

"All things in the world have a spirit, but lower beasts are ignorant because they cannot understand what self is; their level of wisdom is too low."

"Every living thing has animalistic instincts, but when animalistic instincts control everything, reason cannot be born."

"During the Dark Ages, when primitive humans were still living in caves and eating raw meat, those who were capable of understanding what self was, their life essence was completely different. And the evil spirits born from these people after their death were also different from other souls, beginning to possess a faint intelligence."

"In other words, when human intelligence evolves to a certain stage, from the moment humanity is born, divinity also begins to awaken within them."

This is the origin of the gods. They were born from that group of humans who gradually came to know themselves.

After experiencing boundless ignorance, it was like thunder shattering the darkness; in that instant, the whole world was different.

This is awakening!

“When I began to understand ‘I am who I am,’ I began to resist depravity from the bottom of my heart.”

The feathered serpent god floated in the sky, its body streamlined and slender, its figure extremely graceful, and its pair of pure white wings were spotless, giving it a transcendent and holy feel.

As a practitioner of asceticism, she was pure of heart and had few desires; all her divine power was accumulated silently.

This is an arduous and extraordinary road.

She gradually matured, restrained her desires, suppressed her instincts, and forged an extremely firm will, all so that one day she could fight against this absurd world.

Over the years, she has never taken shortcuts, never undergone blood sacrifices, and never devoured other gods. She has always maintained a pure divine body.

Because Quetzalcoatl believed that devouring other life forms to become stronger would corrupt one's mind, which was a hidden danger of corruption.

Those lost gods and deities devoured countless humans.

What impressed her most was that thing called Yamata no Orochi, which, after devouring countless humans, became increasingly demonic and eventually went out of control.

If one has never seen the light, then darkness is commonplace.

In fact, many gods chose the same path as her, but most of them did not persevere to the end.

"Impressive." Xin Yang glanced at him sideways.

He began to think that even without building Heaven, Quetzalcoatl had a chance to reach Sequence 4 and forcefully resist the call of the spirit world. The downside was that it would take too long and more time would be needed for her to reach the pinnacle of Sequence 5.

The feathered serpent god was of a noble nature, and his words were like a clear spring, cool and refreshing, chilling to the bone.

Although it was proud, it did not belittle the gods, saying, "We all come from the same abyss, and we are all desperately trying to leap out of the abyss in our own ways, break free of our shackles, and gain ultimate freedom."

Xin Yang whispered, "This is the true essence of the path."

He turned his head and looked at the megalithic buildings along the way, as if he could still see the figures of the Maya people who lived here thousands of years ago.

He continued, "For any living being, there is actually only one purpose for living, one true responsibility..."

"That is to find the self that you can hold onto for a lifetime!"

Xin Yang looked towards the Feathered Serpent God again.

"You didn't let yourself get lost."

He calmly said, "The gods are a different kind of humans, but they no longer see humans."

In Xin Yang's view, the gods are merely relatively powerful life forms.

Of course, he had no opinion on the self-proclaimed identities of the gods, nor was he interested in Heaven. He was just a passerby, and the reason he wandered around was not to obtain anything or to search for anything, but simply to understand this world.

The Mayan civilization was so amazing that it sparked his interest.

He looked around, strolling leisurely and contentedly through the long-lost ruins like a tourist from out of town.

Quetzalcoatl did not comment on what Shinyang said.

In fact, she viewed humans and gods as equals, and her abhorrence of human sacrifice stemmed from her reverence for all life.

When Quetzalcoatl saw that Xin Yang was very interested in the Mayan civilization, he did not observe God's construction of heaven, nor did he pay attention to the Martian battlefield. Instead, he focused his attention on the architectural complex that contained the crystallization of human wisdom.

She took the initiative to explain to Xinyang.

The Maya were a jungle civilization, shrouded in mystery.

For example, the calendar used is the astronomical calendar.

Its distinctive feature is that each unit of time spans an extremely large range, and the astronomical calendar was used for 400 million years.