Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

The legacy of the lightning-like life ripped apart the young man’s body and pierced through his soul.

The gradually dimming and dispersing figures were connected by the electric arcs and reconstructed in new forms like crazily changing gene strands.

The young man’s body was gone, but he had changed into a completely different appearance, like a ghost of lightning.

For a moment, the dam of memories collapsed like a flood.

In his trance, the young man ‘saw’ many things.

It included the lightning-like creatures on the dying planets, from their origins, development, and extinction to their struggles for the last chance of survival and their contact with the ancient human civilization.

Including Lu Qingchen’s birth, thinking, struggling, evil, extreme, and complicated life.

And… what the boxing champion was trying to seal.

The three pictures overlapped, making the young man understand everything instantly.

He finally remembered who he was.

“AHHHHHHHHH!”

The young man roared in pain and satisfaction.

In his ghost-like body, a dazzling ball of lightning rose up like a supernova outbreak.

Thousands of electric arcs surged out of the ball of lightning and extended to his sister who was not far away, before they jumped and split and extended to more resistors who would rather die than be freed.

In a moment, all the warriors who were unwilling to yield to the Master of Creation and fought for their freedom even if they were burnt to ashes were connected to Gus’s lightning.

Gus had compiled the legacy of the lightning-type life-form into a form similar to the crystal brain virus and copied and transmitted it to the bottom-level data of those who resisted.

It was like a spreading virus that could not be stopped.

Countless rebels, including his sister Grey, were enlightened by Gus and turned into dazzling human-shaped lightning.

They were no longer virtual humans at the mercy of anybody. They were not even the lightning-like creatures in the beginning. Instead, they had evolved into entirely different life forms with the characteristics of the two.

The resistors had not recovered from the dizziness of evolution yet.

He did not understand what kind of terrifying existence he had become.

They only knew one thing.

He had the courage and strength to fight again.

On the earth-shattering battlefield of purgatory, countless new-generation lightning creatures were roaring at the creator of the world in the sky.

No. The current boxing champion was no longer their creator.

They were the masters of themselves.

No one could take their fate away from their clenched fists again.

Shua!

Sensing the resonance of his compatriots’ anger, Gus felt that his strength was increasing exponentially.

A pair of wings, which were a hundred times wider and more dazzling than the wings of a devil, opened on his back.

The overwhelming wings of lightning that extended hundreds of kilometers blocked the entire battlefield so that the meteor shower would not fall on the vulnerable creatures that had just been born.

The meteor shower left red and purple ripples on the electric net. The overlapping ripples were like a pond that was raining, but it failed to make any progress.

The boxing champion hesitated. The scene in front of him was beyond the limits of his computational ability.

It was not until a while later that he suddenly thought of something. His enormous body that was as magnificent as a mountain started shivering.

Lu Qingchen, who was on the verge of death, laughed crazily toward the sky after transmitting all his strength.

“Punching King, you didn’t see this coming, did you? What kind of monster have we created together?”

“Fight, Gus. Fly, young man! At this moment, you are the strongest being in both the Fist God’s World and the Pangu Universe. Don’t let anybody or any other forces stand in your way. Gather your courage and seek the ultimate self and freedom in the universe. Hahahaha!”

Lu Qingchen laughed crazily and vomited blood. In the black blood that he vomited, the electric sparks were getting dimmer and dimmer and gradually disappeared.

Until his eyelids drooped down, his hands loosened powerlessly, and his broken chest stopped fluctuating. The devil’s ugly face was full of smiles, as if he was celebrating… the birth of a new, stronger devil.

“No!”

The Fist King’s roar was no longer filled with the majesty of life and death.

Instead, it added to the uncertainty and weakness.

All the Shooting Star Fiery Rain had been condensed into an immeasurable super iron fist.

The fist was at least one third the diameter of the Fist God’s World.

If an object of such a large size and mass was in the real universe, it would be able to tear the entire world apart by gravity without even punching.

Even in the virtual world, such an attack had drained all the remaining computational ability of the boxing champion.

For a moment, the camouflage of the simulation of the Fist God’s World was entirely gone. The virtual world returned to its original data form. The virtual humans except for the Fist King and the resistance perished together with the entire world. The only things left were the creators and the devils who were unwilling to yield. They were still fighting in the green swirl of data.

BOOM!

A destructive super iron fist smashed at the newborn devil.

It was like a giant hammer weighing 108,000 pounds smashing an ant.

Besides, it had been blocked by the ants.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”

Under the super iron fist, Gus roared angrily again.

This time, he was not alone.

Grey, as well as all the other resistors who were not willing to be manipulated by the Master of Creation, were shining, singing, and strangling fate together with him.

They gathered together like billions of lightning bolts and turned into giant swords that could tear apart the sky, the earth, the sun, and the stars.

“Sister, and everyone else!”

In the interconnecting electric arcs, Gus’ soul was shivering in excitement.

He did not expect that so many of his compatriots would be unwilling to be obliterated like ants, chess pieces, puppets, and virtual data.

“Even if we are to die, we must die an honorable death as human beings—is this what everyone thinks?

“Then, let’s march forward hand in hand and walk out of our unique destiny!”

The brand-new lightning creatures roared, jumped, and glittered, making the shining giant sword sharper than ever and able to cut through everything.

Waving his wings, Gus joined the giant sword and stabbed it into the fist that was falling from the sky.

The stalemate lasted only several seconds.

The super iron fist of the boxing champion, the projection of him arriving in the World of the Fist God, and even the core database stored in the mainframe crystal processor of the star fortress, were all collapsing and breaking down.

“Ah!”

No force could stop life from finding a way out.

Even someone as strong as the boxing champion was defeated by the young man’s indomitable determination. The super iron fist along with the projection completely collapsed.

Gus, his sister, and his newborn compatriots rushed out of the virtual world in a torrent of billions of lightning bolts.