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Chapter 2367 - 2362: Nothingness · Oct 14, 2026

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2351 Chapter 2349 - 2344: Calamity of the Godless Candidates 2026-10-14
2352 Chapter 2350 - 2345: The Death-Defying Dresser 2026-10-14
2353 Chapter 2351 - 2346: Good News 2026-10-14
2354 Chapter 2352 - 2347: Great Skill No Work 2026-10-14
2355 Chapter 2353 - 2348: The First Law of the Transcendent 2026-10-14
2356 Chapter 2354 - 2349: Where There Is God, There Is a Way 2026-10-14
2357 Chapter 2355 - 2350: God Does Not Love Humanity 2026-10-14
2358 Chapter 2356 - 2351: Inside and Outside the Barrier 2026-10-14
2359 Chapter 2357 - 2352: Where Are the Pillars 2026-10-14
2360 Chapter 2358 - 2353: Filth 2026-10-14
2361 Chapter 2359 - 2354: Frenzy of Revival 2026-10-14
2362 Chapter 2360 - 2355: Corpse Devourer 2026-10-14
2363 Chapter 2361 - 2356: Dragon King and Young Phoenix 2026-10-14
2364 Chapter 2362 - 2357: Tasks Seek People 2026-10-14
2365 Chapter 2363 - 2358: The Disappearance Incident 2026-10-14
2366 Chapter 2364 - 2359: Floating Mushroom 2026-10-14
2367 Chapter 2365 - 2360: Fresh Fungi 2026-10-14
2368 Chapter 2366 - 2361: Attack Without Defense 2026-10-14
2369 Chapter 2367 - 2362: Nothingness 2026-10-14
2370 Chapter 2368 - 2363: Silk and Tree 2026-10-14
2371 Chapter 2369 - 2364: Melody 2026-10-14
2372 Chapter 2370 - 2365: A Reappearance Across Time and Space 2026-10-14
2373 Chapter 2371 - 2366: Engraving Wisdom 2026-10-14
2374 Chapter 2372 - 2367: Dual Cultivation 2026-10-14
2375 Chapter 2373 - 2368: Adjusting Time 2026-10-14
2376 Chapter 2374 - 2369: I Am Melia 2026-10-14
2377 Chapter 2375 - 2370: The Overly Enthusiastic Volunteer 2026-10-14
2378 Chapter 2376 - 2371: Previous Owner 2026-10-14
2379 Chapter 2377 - 2372: AFK Lisa 2026-10-14
2380 Chapter 2378 - 2373: Hidden Snow 2026-10-14
2381 Chapter 2379 - 2374: Leaf-Twisting Fingers 2026-10-14
2382 Chapter 2380 - 2375: Melia Concept Segment 2026-10-14
2383 Chapter 2381 - 2376: Not Allowed 2026-10-14
2384 Chapter 2382 - 2377: The Well of Time 2026-10-14
2385 Chapter 2383 - 2378: Seeking Fortune in Danger 2026-10-14
2386 Chapter 2384 - 2379: Everything Under Control 2026-10-14
2387 Chapter 2385 - 2380: Going Out to Sea 2026-10-14
2388 Chapter 2386 - 2381: Vibrant Melia 2026-10-14
2389 Chapter 2387 - 2382: Zero 2026-10-14
2390 Chapter 2388 - 2383: The Generalized Conspiracy Theory 2026-10-14
2391 Chapter 2389 - 2384: Companions 2026-10-14
2392 Chapter 2390 - 2385: Signs of Losing Control 2026-10-14
2393 Chapter 2391 - 2386: Trigger 2026-10-14
2394 Chapter 2392 - 2387: Mutual Identification 2026-10-14
2395 Chapter 2393 - 2388: Professor Fu’s Steadfastness 2026-10-14
2396 Chapter 2394 - 2389: Gray Cot 2026-10-14
2397 Chapter 2395 - 2390: The Prophet Is Dead (Part 1) 2026-10-14
2398 Chapter 2396 - 2391: The Prophet Is Dead (Part 2) 2026-10-14
2399 Chapter 2397 - 2392: The Prophet Is Dead (Part 3) 2026-10-14
2400 Chapter 2398 - 2393: The Prophet Is Dead (4) 2026-10-14

Chapter 2367: Chapter 2362: Nothingness

The possibility of brain warfare has increased again.

This level of player is not like cabbage; pulling out two while catching one’s breath is undeniably a bit illogical.

And it’s even more coincidental that they are two old acquaintances whom I immediately thought of.

The previous judgment that everything was a side effect of eating mushrooms, thinking whatever comes to mind, has become more reasonable.

But don’t forget what was just said: side effects are exactly what we want, so—very good.

Roar!

Another Gospel Blast; facing the enthusiastic welcome from old friends, Fu Qian’s response was equally intense.

Come, help me further develop my brain.

Screech—

Indeed, further development.

Fu Qian clearly confirmed that the Gospel Blast did not affect the Female Sword Saint, only causing ripples around her.

And after switching here, there was no impact; instead, another force pierced the body from all directions in a physical manner.

...

It truly is the Female Sword Saint.

Challenging imagination, as Fu Qian clearly understood that abstract attack merely came from the opponent in front.

Yet in this special realm, seemingly enhanced by some heavenly truth, directly turning myself into a hedgehog.

The advantage of this peculiar contact seems to also give Fu Qian a doubled opportunity to confirm the opponent’s identity.

Holes as eye sockets, inside and outside fungal threads intertwined, no human skin yet retaining certain basic female characteristics.

And the one seemingly about to cut me to pieces is also the kind of genuine Fungus Sword encountered last time—pity that it’s itself being shattered.

The Gospel Blast didn’t hit the target; there’s still the Biochemical Demon Arm.

The damage inflicted on the body didn’t affect the movement; countless tendrils had already exploded from the right arm, wantonly ravaging everything in sight.

Given that there’s no deliberate maintenance of biological features, some wickedness is absent, while the sharp lines add extra visual impact.

Coupled with the inherently abstract structure within the mushroom vision, Fu Qian’s self-evaluation at that moment was like turning into a metallic drill, madly tearing apart the reality of this world.

The Female Sword Saint is undoubtedly the most direct contact point.

Of course, she wouldn’t stand still and take the hit, showing even more killing intent than the other Sword Saint.

When the Gospel Blast failed, the Body Slaying Sword had already made another move from every direction.

This time, the visual effect was even more special, bizarrely converging into a flat surface, transforming into a dimensionless rotary blade, slicing the Tyrant’s neck open.

Bang!

Astounding achievement, yet at the cost of her form no longer possessing any female characteristics or even human contours.

Under the terrifying impact, pieces flew everywhere, from point to line, directly spreading into a blooming firework.

The most significant was that center point of the firework, as if an unbreakable barrier had been finally punctured, followed by terrifying suction.

The fungal threads representing ”world reality” did not disappear; instead, like shattered tempered glass, instantly disintegrated into another structure.

...

An interesting experience.

One successful move is nothing special, yet the new thing before me earned some of Fu Qian’s admiration.

The Mushroom World shattered yet not destroyed, still traversable, though the perception became more bizarre.

No surprise, to some extent, this seems to carry forward previous evaluations; essentially, it’s still self-induced brain warfare.

Normally, brutal fighting would only muddle stronger will, not make it clearer.

But it doesn’t matter; the goal remains carrying forward, the aim is chaos.

Casually catching the fallen head, adjusting the angle, tossing it back onto the neck, Fu Qian’s progress was unaffected.

Such composure, not simply due to strong recovery ability through fleshy paths; shape damage is superficial for a Superior Being at this level.

Though, the Female Sword Saint’s strike did cause deeper damage, head falling off was just incidental.

For instance, even though the head was reattached seamlessly, the Sword Saint’s killing force still lingered within the Tyrant, commonly known as an internal injury.

If this happens several more times, even my mechanical restoration version would require some effort to stabilize—so a few more times then?

Through consecutive slaughter, Fu Qian became increasingly expectant of the Fungus Emperor.

Regardless if this is internal brain warfare, all driven by willingly taking ”poison.”

If they wish to use such means to erode the Tyrant, then ”He” atop this power perhaps should show more sincerity?

As for you eating poisonous mushrooms, what does it have to do with me—do you think my ”Insight” is vegetative?

The Abandonment King has always been the proactive side in this event.

You may show me unnamable polluted intelligence, but you cannot deny me seeing it—not at all!

Even without using the Tyrant’s unique Fire of Madness, nor activating any aura, more than doubled mechanical tendrils are still tearing at the crack.

Proving Sword Saint-level force existence suffices, no need to imagine opponents or create obstacles—that’s Fungus Emperor’s job.

Fu Qian’s approach is straightforward and brutal: keep crushing so-called ”world reality” to see what stops me, and what emerges from it—nothing?

No holding back unnecessarily, at that moment, Fu Qian’s force respects the opponent.

Resulting in the already precarious shattered reality reacting instantly.

Like breaching heavenly principles receiving Divine Punishment; every fungal thread trembled, severely tearing offending tendrils to pieces—

The response was more tendrils...

Then harsher Divine Punishment...

And more raging tendrils...

Two seconds later, all fungal threads shattered into dust.

And Fu Qian looked at the seemingly restored Academy, deeply questioning the yield rate.

...

A contest of pure power, devoid of skill, yet the intensity wasn’t hindered.

In the exchange, one could entirely feel some majesty belonging to a Superior Being.

To the extent, leaving no doubt that after ”real” was shattered committing a monstrous crime, I must face the divine wrath of those disturbed.

Yet there was nothing.

The night Academy felt desolate, the flying dust didn’t even settle, leaving only a blank earth truly clean.

Indeed, nothing remained.

At a moment, Fu Qian raised his hand, sniffing between fingers as before.

The original strong scent had completely vanished, including all mushroom-induced magic from oneself.

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