Chapter 857 - 592: Let’s Meet

Ancient Star.

A private planet.

In the center of the planet, a quaint church stands quietly.

Most passersby are human race gentlemen dressed in formal suits, engaging in soft conversations as they walk into the church.

The last "gentleman" steps into the church.

Bang—

The heavy stone door closes with a thunderous sound, causing the church’s floor to tremble slightly, completely isolating it from the outside noise and prying eyes.

In the next second, inside the church, the scene suddenly changes.

All the "gentlemen" simultaneously shed their human race disguises and reveal their true forms.

A man in a tuxedo suddenly shrinks, pitch-black scales burst from his body, and thin wings like a membrane unfold from his back.

Buzz—

The wing membrane flutters, emitting a faint buzzing sound. His face contorts and the mouthpart protrudes, transforming into a fierce fly race.

On the other side, the elder holding a civilization stick curls his body, his hoary hair wildly growing, sharp claws breaking forth, and his eyes turning scarlet, transforming into the mouse race.

Squeak—

A faint mouse squeak, and he twitches his nose, cautiously scanning around.

Several others, their bodies instantly petrify.

Click—

Green-gray rocky lines spread all over from their soles, skin hardens like alloy, muscles knotted, transforming into the stone race.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Every step they take makes the church floor tremble violently, ongoing rumbling sounds.

Spider race, slug race... In a brief instant, various race beings fill the church, diverse in form yet orderly.

They all swarm toward the central altar, kneeling to the ground, with foreheads pressed firmly against the floor, daring not to look up.

Above the altar, a blurred statue hovers, formed by countless spirit lights converging, its aura gentle yet majestic.

The fly race believers’ wings tremble minutely, leading the prayer with a devout voice: "Great God of Nature, you are the eternal bloom!"

All followers echo in one voice, fervent yet orderly:

"You return from death, weaving the cycle of life and death!"

"We pray you open the natural gate, allowing wandering souls to enter your eternal orbit, to live eternally amidst decay and bloom, never to be obliterated!"

...

Universe Core, a chaotic star region.

There are no stars here, no light, only tumultuous magnetic fields and energy fluctuations; an ordinary Immortal King stepping in would be instantly shredded.

Jiang Ming floats in the star region’s center, surrounded by a faint blood-colored spirit light, eyes closed, expression calm.

In his sea of consciousness, a virtual image constructed of electromagnetic particles emerges.

Though small, the virtual image precisely covers the entire universe, every magnetic field fluctuation, and every energy transfer is distinctly discernible.

Virtual Universe!

At this moment, in a corner of the virtual universe, a dazzling red light appears—this is a location he marked in advance!

Jiang Ming’s eyes flicker with cold severity:

"Suppress!"

With the utterance of a single word, heaven and earth change color, the Ancient Star suddenly trembles violently.

Boom—

The ground splits open, magma spews forth, mountain ranges collapse, skyscrapers crumble, a prosperous metropolis turns to ruins in an instant, dust shrouding the sky.

Buzz—

The planet begins to rotate madly, accelerating in speed, with surface magnetic fields thoroughly churned, forming violent magnetic vortices.

Piercing buzzing resounds through heaven and earth, the surrounding space-time distorts and twists.

At the pinnacle of rotational speed, a pillar of light shoots skyward from the planet’s core.

Whoosh—

The pillar of light is crimson, carrying endless magnetic energy and planetary material, penetrating the atmosphere and illuminating the entire starry sky.

A colossal figure slowly condenses!

Magnetic Martial Demon God!

His stature is towering, covered in thick armor condensed from rock, metal, and magma, armor etched with complex magnetic field patterns, flickering with cold red light.

The demon god’s physique is refined from the Ancient Star’s material, surrounded by violent magnetic fields, causing the starry sky to tremble, particles constantly annihilating.

Magnetic Martial Demon God slowly raises his palm, his hand open.

Buzz—

An invisible magnetic force spreads out, guiding all beings on the Ancient Star to gently rise into his palm.

So incredibly small!

Inside the church, the fly race believers are filled with terror, shouting prayers:

"God protect us! Divine intervention, save us!"

The mouse race elder also squeaks desperately:

"We only wish to escape enslavement, divine manifestation!"

Meanwhile, in the universe, the Ancient Star is not the only one experiencing such events.

Thousands of planets, spanning dozens of star regions, nearly simultaneously tremble.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

One by one, towering pillars of light shoot skyward; each one condensing a uniquely formed magnetic demon god.

Some condensed from rock, some cast from metal, some gathered from energy, all with towering figures, surrounded by violent magnetic fields.

The magnetic demon gods descend one after another!

They suppress their respective planets, drawing all beings into their palms.

Buzz—

Magnetic barriers spread out, sealing entire star regions, enveloping all hidden alien race believers.

Universe Core, Jiang Ming slowly opens his eyes, voice loud, spanning across millions of space-time:

"Friends from alien domains, would you grace me with your presence?!"

...

Celestial Realms, Profound Yin Divine Country.

Chen Sheng sits atop God’s throne, his figure elusive, brows usually calm and unwavering now slightly furrowed.

"In this world, someone can cultivate the way of magnetic fields to such an extent."

"Virtual universe constructed from electromagnetic!"

"In an instant, dissolved my faith network, such remarkable control!"

He shakes his head slightly, his tone tinged with admiration.

Just now, as Jiang Ming acted, the magnetic demon gods descended, sealing thousands of planets, encompassing all hidden alien race believers, the faith network he constructed was severed and dissolved almost immediately.

Chen Sheng grasped the key within:

"I was pondering why the limit of the magnetic mech way is said to be insufficient, unable to achieve immortality."

"Turns out this authority is already monopolized."

"The entire universe’s magnetic field is firmly controlled by him; how can others claim immortality?"

With these thoughts, Chen Sheng’s mind is enlightened.

The appearance of this person makes it twice as difficult for him to smoothly preach in this world and gather the faith of all beings.

This person’s control over the universe, though not as absolute as his through the Dharma Net over the Supreme Dao Country, is not far off.

The magnetic field permeates every part of the universe; mastering the magnetic field is tantamount to grasping the universe’s operational foundation.

Chen Sheng soon adjusts his inner goal, his demeanor returning to calm:

"Oh well!"

"First Blood Sun Immortal Emperor, now this person."

"This world, failing to preach, but my path is not lonely, I shall meet this friend!"

As his voice falls, Chen Sheng lightly raises his hand, palm facing upward.

Buzz—

A faint buzzing sound, [Gate of Two Realms] quietly appears in his palm.

A thought crosses countless space-time.

Next moment, Ancient Star.

A virtual image slowly condenses, emerging as a man in a plain-colored Daoist robe.

He raises his eyes to the universe’s depths, gaze penetrating the atmosphere, through the vast star sea, directly reaching the universe core, raising hand in salute:

"I am Chen Sheng, greetings friend!"

...

Universe Core, chaotic star region.

Jiang Ming sees the Daoist robe virtual image and is instantly shocked, entire being frozen:

"How is this possible?"

Beside him, Zhou Yang’s figure quickly appears, exchanging a glance with Jiang Ming, similarly complex and even terrified!

He exhales a breath of foul air:

"Fine, let’s meet him!"