Overgod Ascension

“Temple of the Lord! ”

Wu Ming came to the main temple hall and sat on the throne of the kingdom. A screen emerged.

These are all sorts of symbols written in clouds and other manners, but anyone can understand the meaning at first glance.

True Avenue texts are not difficult and obscure, on the contrary, the more advanced the Taoist texts, the more the practitioner understands the meaning of their contents at first glance, and can never mistake them.

At this time, the information about Wu Ming himself and the Temple of the Lord is printed in his eyes as many times as possible:

[Name: Wu Ming]

[Fixed as: Jinxian (Grade 7)]

[World: Huang Ting World (Lord God Space · 1%)]

[Unique Title: Dominant]

……

[Lord's Temple]

[Number of returnees: 13,720!

[Explored worlds: Sur World, Star World, Ghost World, Fusang World, Phantom World, Divine Wu World...]

Own buildings: main temple hall, force pool, dahluo palace, sculpture palace

[Force reserve: 400,000 square meters (current capacity limit of the force pool: 500,000 square meters)]

……

The cultivation of the Golden Immortal is too difficult, even now, Wu Ming has not made much progress.

Yet the world of the Lord's Temple and the Yellow Court, after several years of development, has become even greater, both in terms of the number of returnees and in terms of the reserve of the Force.

“Is the steam universe finally opening up? ”

The whole steam universe began to enter an unknown state of resistance long before the distraction gained the space of the Lord God. Even forced entry would surely destroy the whole world, so Wu Ming had some rat taboos.

At this point, that powerful sense of resistance finally disappeared.

Boom!

With the opening of the hyperdimensional channel, a great deal of information came out of the brain.

“Is that so, the world is escalating? ”

Wu Mingben closed his eyes slightly, and there was a slight sombre in his face: “Da Luo Dao, is the only one! Therefore, all incarnations must be retracted, branded unique in the past, present, future, all space-time and cosmic dimensions…”

Heavenly Immortals are extraordinary and in the Lord's Temple rating, they are the equivalent of Level 6 returnees.

And the Golden Immortal is level seven, world class.

The Great Golden Immortal is level eight, universal! The Great Lords, all time and space are eternal, so even if we go to other worlds and even to the universe, the power of the Great Lords will not diminish in the slightest.

Although crossing from level 5 to level 6 is a huge threshold, Wu Ming has the feeling that from Jinxian to Daro, the difficulty and level faced may be even more powerful than the difficulty and bottleneck he has encountered since practicing.

“To save so much food, the only way, perhaps, is the world or even the promotion of the universe? ”

Wu Ming muttered, his eyes flashed through the mystery.

The promotion of the world he has experienced once in the steam world, but the promotion of the universe is unheard of.

But he thought about the world he'd been through, and an implicit guess had been generated in his mind.

Buzz!

As the void continues to ripple, the hyperdimensional passage solidifies, revealing the figure of a young Western man.

“My lord! ”

He said with a smile: "Finally, we meet again! ”

“Yeah!”

Wu Minghui sighed: “Although I am you, you are me, but this situation is surprising. ”

“The one who thought we were going to kill each other, but actually...”

Wu Mingben smiled slightly and opened his hands in front of him.

Pfft!

Along with an embrace, Steven became distracted into a stream of light that did not enter him at all.

Boom!

A message immediately emerged as the entire Temple of the Lord shook:

Ding

[Get a space similar to the Temple of the Lord and devour it!

……

Time seems to have passed a long time, and again, as if it had just passed for a moment. This assimilation slowly ended, and additional information boxes were generated: [The ability of the main temple is improved by assimilating wonders!

The main god space was originally a semi-finished imitation of the main temple.

Now, after devouring the entire space of the main god, Wu Ming suddenly felt that the main temple had become more complete and filled with a full flavour.

“This is… to make up for the flaws, when you are so happy! ”

His face suddenly gave off joy.

If you compare the main temple to a premium sedan, then the main god space is a low version of it, and although it is somewhat different, the most basic parts can be used interchangeably.

After being supplemented by the parts of the main temple space, Wu Ming felt that his main temple was‘ intact ’.

“A bunch of returnees in the original space, as well as prayers and followers of the Redemption God, need to be resettled! ”

It's actually very simple, whether the returnees continue or the returnees simply forbid them to return to the real world. As for the prayers and the pious refugees who are hosted at the end of the day? Wu Ming is prepared to arrange directly in his own Huangting world.

Anyway, the new world needs a lot of human and material resources.

“What a rich experience in the steam world! ”

After merging the divinity, Wu Ming looked at the memories of the divinity since it acquired the space of the Lord God. An unnamed emotion was generated in the heart.

[Ding, the main temple is full of abilities, add new buildings - steal the roof!

In Wu Ming's sensing, there was a sudden addition of a building near the center of the main temple, the Force Pool.

As a combination of countless world and cave dimensions, the temple of the Lord is inherently capable of drawing energy directly from chaos to feed itself.

It only broke once, many parts lost, had to rely on the world to survive, otherwise it would not fall into Wu Ming's hands, and was forced to plot the world and usurp the power of its source because of the lack of energy at the beginning.

But after stealing the roof, everything becomes self-sufficient.

[Ding, the force pool is expanding, currently accommodating the limit - one million square meters!

“By owning the stealing rooftop, the Temple of the Lord has gained its power source. From now on, it can fully feed itself and become self-sufficient...”

Wu Ming had joy in his heart, but he valued it even more, a breakthrough he had made himself.

Even though the Temple of the Lord is only a foreign object compared to its own detachment.

“Da Luo Jing...”

An automatic classic appeared in his mind, and it was certainly the Big Row scripture that the distraction was trying to deduce.

After the steam world's attempts, the auxiliary arithmetic of the Lord God's space was supplemented by the experience of that powerful legacy. At this time, the Big Luo scripture, even in the eyes of Wu Mingben, is a very stunning secret.

“Da Luo Dao, as I already know, all that's left is silent savings, dripping stones, trying to sprint...”

Wu Ming shrugged, his face appeared confused: “Just that powerful man, really so kind, just preaching the profession? ”

Though there is no shortage of this power to pass down the Taoist system, more is a lifetime of reckoning.

Anyway, Wu Ming knows very well that the man who created the power of the main temple, his strength is definitely above level 8!

Such beings, branded in the long rivers of time and space, penetrate all the universes, traverse the past, present and future, even death can climb out scary and cannot wait to be idle.

And watching this steam world move, though dangerous, eventually came back full, he couldn't help but wonder.

Of course, from what I've seen and heard, that powerful person may have been severely injured, may have fallen, may not have been able to lift any waves, nor can it be guaranteed that the other person simply wants to leave behind the possibility of inheritance.

“All in all, there is no mistake in adding one more eye. ”

Wu Ming muttered, his eyes seemed to penetrate countless spaces and saw the expansion of the world of Huangting.

Boom!

On the edge of the Huangting World, countless chaos was queued, a small piece of land, slowly suspended as if it were a space station connection.

The two continental segments joined together and merged, and the entire world of the Yellow Court cheered and expanded outward.

“Praise my Lord! ”

A blonde-haired Redemption Pastor knelt down and prayed, and stood up and looked around: "According to our Lord, He will send us into a new world, and this is where it seems! ”

Being on this small continent, they are all followers of the Church of the Redemption God.

They migrated in as a whole at the end of the day, and after decades of habitat reproduction, they had already formed a number of large and small urban states and developed a religious civilization very different from that of the steam world.

In this case, Wu Ming naturally did not casually abandon them in the steam world, but brought them out together and now settled into the Huangting world.

As a whole world, the capacity of the Yellow Court is terrible at this time.

Wu Ming's vast number of species, flora and fauna transplanted from the steam world will also greatly enrich the world's heritage.

“The Eighth Way, is to take off, first let go of the world...”

Dixie has a blessing, Tianxian is promoted to Cave Heaven, Golden Immortal creates the world, and to the realm of Dalo, it is to learn to ‘let go’ and let the world evolve independently.

Wu Ming looked at the scene and thought about it.

He was only going to do this once for the massive interference of the world, and then he should let the world evolve on its own.

Growing up in the world, just as the same person grew up from a baby to a teenager, should have given him more space, let it evolve, to write enough wonders.

“This is only the first step, the second step is to gather enough food to gather the world's forces… In this regard, I, who own the Temple of the Lord, would have an advantage, but if we were to accelerate this process any more, we would have to be more actively involved in the world and even in the upgrading of the universe…”

“When these are done, all that remains is the reason for collecting the avenue, the general rule, casting its own true spiritual brand, and branding it in the river of time…”

This is the sublimation of oneself, forming the only mark that runs through time and space.

At this point, the practitioner will not be confined to any universe, limited by time and space, but will be free to call himself "Dalo”!

The Eighth Path has never been so clear in front of Wu Ming.