The world begins with refining skills

Chapter 565 Polluted Clone! (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

The central part of the Southern Continent, near the border between the East and West Byron.

A mountain peak over three thousand meters high stands tall!

At the summit of the mountain stands the highest and largest temple of Vishdhara!
The main hall of the temple houses an image of Vishdhara, while the side shrines contain many consort gods and feminine goddesses.

In addition to these temples, the temple complex also includes towers, outer plazas, a colonnaded hall connecting the outer perimeter to the main hall, and monks' quarters, among other functional buildings.

This is a sacred temple of Vishdhara, and a pilgrimage site in the hearts of all Vishdhara believers!

But at this moment!
This temple, which covered dozens of acres, has now been reduced to ruins!
"Demon! Demon!"

"The great and majestic Vishdhara, who is higher than the starry sky, will not let you go!"

"Merciful Father! Vishdra, the god who drives the golden chariot, please punish this evil spirit who has offended the gods!"

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The monks and priests in the Holy Mountain Temple stared at the collapsed hall and the statues smashed to pieces.

Overwhelmed with grief and indignation, he began to shout and curse.

Everything was wonderful. They enjoyed the food and wine offered by the believers. When they were full and tired, they went to the back hall to bless the goddess and relax their minds and bodies!
Suddenly, the evil spirits appeared!

This vile demon not only broke three of their legs, but also violently demolished their temple and smashed their idols!
That's absolutely outrageous!
"God's punishment?"

On the ruins of the main hall, Mu Sheng, who had transformed into a ten-meter-tall armored giant, lowered his head and looked at the monks and priests lying on the ground in the outer square.

"Since you so desperately crave divine punishment, then I will grant your wish!"

A phantom of a 'furnace' appeared in the palm of the armored giant, instantly refining the filth dug out of the statue.

Soon, the filthy, wriggling black mud was melted into a black crystal!

Although the Holy Mountain Temple is the largest temple in the Vishdhara religion, the deity enshrined here is not the filthy thing that Mu Sheng sensed had the strongest aura before.

The biggest evil is not in the real world, but is hidden in the illusory and hazy spirit world!
"Vishdhara, I hope you can satisfy me!"

With a thought, Mu Sheng conjured eleven smaller black crystals in the palm of the armored giant.

“Vishdhara! The great, majestic one, who drives the golden chariot.”

Mu Sheng chanted incantations, uttering a series of prayers in the native language, and began to summon the descent of Vishdhara.

At the same time, twelve streams of spiritual energy pierced into the twelve black crystals in the palm of the armored giant.

These twelve black crystals acted like twelve signal amplifiers, establishing a fragile connection between Mu Sheng's spirituality and a certain being deep within the spirit world.

"Great Vishdhara! Majestic Vishdhara! Higher than the stars."

Upon sensing the spiritual connection, Mu Sheng immediately quickened his chanting of the prayer, enticing the unclean thing in the spirit world.

With continuous prayer, coupled with the shared energy in this region!
The evil spirit, or rather, Vishdhara, finally responded!

Huwuwu~
Rumble!
Above the Holy Mountain Temple, above the white clouds and beneath the blue sky, a black vortex slowly emerged.

The moment the vortex appeared, the sky suddenly darkened, as if something had blocked out the sunlight and warmth.

Mu Sheng could clearly sense that behind the black vortex, a filthy and insane consciousness was watching over the human world.

"Not coming out? You're quite vigilant!"

"What about this?"

Suddenly, a large number of black restraints appeared around the armored giant's body.

These restraints swung in the air like venomous snakes baring their fangs, entwining and suspending the heads of monks and priests in the outer square.

"what!!!"

"Demonic demon! Damn demon, ah!!!"

The monks and priests, whose heads were suddenly grabbed, immediately began to struggle and writhe in pain.

They looked like tussock moth larvae hanging upside down on willow trees!
"puff!"

A restraint strap suddenly tightened, crushing a monk's head into a bloody pulp.

"Oh!"

The headless corpse fell straight down with a muffled thud, then slumped onto the hard plaza floor like a lump of mud.

The restraints, carrying the monk's soul and spirit, stretched straight upwards, hanging below the black vortex like a branch bent under the weight of fruit.

"Puff puff!"

Immediately afterwards, the restraint straps tightened inward one after another!
The headless corpses of monks and priests rained down on the hard square floor, covering it completely.

The plaza was off-white, with yellow monks' robes and white priests' garments, all stained with splattered blood.

Like brightly colored flowers, they are vying to bloom!
Tempted by the souls and spirits of hundreds of monks and priests, the being behind the black vortex finally could not restrain itself any longer.

A black clump of mud, tens of meters high and filled with madness and distortion, was squeezed out of the vortex little by little, just like sludge from a sewer pipe that had been clogged for many years!
“Vishdhara Vishdhara.”

"&+*@@ Flesh and blood. Eat it, sob sob."

Accompanied by madness and delirium, the pollution relentlessly assaulted Mu Sheng's spirituality, attempting to drag him into the black filth.

"Eat, eat, eat"

The black mud enveloped the restraints hanging in the sky, polluting, eroding, and then devouring the soul and spirit within them.

As each soul was devoured, the shape of the black mud ball changed.

A figure with a bare upper body, four heads and ten arms, holding various weapons, and a golden chariot at its lower body appeared before Mu Sheng.

"what?"

Mu Sheng sensed the spiritual aura of Vishdhara, which was unexpectedly pure.

Of course, this purity is in contrast to the filth in the idols!

Compared to the extraordinary ones who walk the twenty-two paths, its aura is still extremely filthy.

"Did they separate out the pollution and seal it inside the statue?"

Mu Sheng roughly understood what was going on.

It's a decent method, but this division clearly also diverts the power of Vishdhara!

"Series 5 is not enough for me!"

Mu Sheng frowned, and a plan immediately formed in his mind.

At this moment, Vishdhara, in human form, saw Mu Sheng and immediately began to shout angrily.

"Evil!"

"Destroy my temple, ruin my idols, and I will grant you eternal death!"

The leftmost and rightmost heads of Vishdra roared, and all ten arms waved simultaneously, sending a terrifying aura of death blowing towards the armored giant in the ruins.

Wherever the aura of death passes, wood rots, tiles crack, and even the tiny microorganisms in the air die.

"Crack! Click!"

Cracks appeared on the armor covering the giant's body, and the aura of death and pollution invaded the armored giant's body.

"Such chaotic power, not as violent as the wind of the 'Wind-Cherisher,' nor as pure as the death of the 'Necromancer,' and also..."

"You're attacking, so why is it accompanied by some 'witch's' pleasure power?"

"What is this trying to do? Does it want me to die from exhaustion and weakness?" The more Mu Sheng analyzed the power invading his body, the more disappointed he became.

There was absolutely nothing to commend him; the damage caused by Vishdhara's attack was less severe than the pollution that was mixed in with it!

Forget it, there's no need to waste time on it, let's get straight to the final stage!

"furnace!"

Mu Sheng uttered a single word.

A phantom image of a 'furnace' hundreds of meters tall appeared in the sky above the temple and slammed down on Vishdhara.

"boom!!!"

Despite being a phantom 'furnace', it displayed extremely terrifying physical damage.

Vishdhara's human form was smashed into the void, and under the pressure of the 'furnace' phantom and the void, his body shattered into a black lump of mud.

Then the 'furnace' seemed to lose its realism again, penetrating downwards through the black mud and enveloping Vishdhara in its cavity once more.

"The main dish is in the pot, time to add seasonings and start simmering!"

With a thought, Mu Sheng caused the giant's armor to shatter, turning into countless points of light that dissipated into the air, revealing his figure.

He flew up to the top of the 'furnace' phantom.

Mu Sheng raised his hand and threw in twelve black crystals.

"Boom! Boom!"

Upon entering the furnace, the black crystals exploded like bombs.

Vishdra, who had just regained his human form, had half of his body blown off by the shattered black crystals before he could launch another attack.

Immediately afterwards, the 'runes' on the inner wall of the furnace lit up!
These polluting forces, originating from Vishdhara himself, quickly merged into his body.

The power of Vishdhara visibly increased!

"Ignorant demons!"

"Are you replenishing my power?"

Vishdhara waved his ten arms, one of his heads laughing maniacally, and his golden chariot spun as it flew toward Musheng.

"No! No! What have you done? You damned demon!" the leftmost head cried out in terror.

"Stop! Stop it now! You idiot!"

Vishdhara paused, and ripples appeared around his body, rotating in one direction.

It's like an unformed whirlpool!
"They actually noticed?"

Mu Sheng glanced at the left head of Vishdra with some surprise: "More rational than I imagined, has it split its own consciousness?"

Examine each of Vishdhara's four heads.

He soon discovered that, apart from the two heads that were speaking, the eyes of the other two heads were filled with a chaotic, disordered state.

It has this function too?

It seems that Vishdhara's four heads weren't for nothing!
"But isn't it a bit too late to run now?"

A massive amount of spiritual energy surged forth from within, and the illusory image of the 'furnace' above the temple quickly solidified.

One by one, the 'sequence runes' burst forth with dazzling light, and the black ripples around Vishdhara were instantly smoothed out by an even more powerful force.

"Don't hold me back! I want to devour that demon! If I eat him, I can ascend to the rank of God-King!"

The head that had launched the attack struggled desperately to rush toward Mu Sheng, with greedy saliva dripping from its mouth.

"Idiot! You brainless idiot!"

The rational head on the left was furious and started cursing at itself.

"You dare to insult me? How dare you! I am the true Vishdhara!"

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The two heads of Vishdhara started hurling insults at each other right under Mu Sheng's nose, and even started fighting.

"Forehead"

"It seems I was overthinking it. Even if its consciousness and madness were separated, its mental state wasn't much better!"

Mu Sheng could clearly sense that as the two heads argued, the other two heads, representing madness, were rapidly awakening.

"Come! Combine all your power! Eat me!"

"Eat me, and you will become the most powerful god!"

A surge of spiritual energy flowed into the 'psychiatrist' runes, transforming into a delirious murmur that corrupted reason and invaded the four heads of Vishdra.

The delirium distorted Vishdhara's already limited reason, and the two heads in the middle, representing madness, also awoke.

"Merge! Merge!"

"Eat him, eat him, and ascend! Ascend to God-King!"

A black spiritual force probed into the spirit world. Mu Sheng not only did not stop it, but also helped it break down the barrier between reality and illusion.

Soon, they were found in Vishdhara temples throughout different areas of East Bailang!

One by one, the statues suddenly shattered, devouring the flesh and spirit of the temple monks and priests in their horrified gazes, and disappearing into the spatial rifts.

Inside the sacred mountain temple, in a furnace hundreds of meters high, clumps of filth of varying sizes continuously fell from the void and merged into the body of Vishdra.

First Regiment, Second Regiment, Third Regiment.
The aura of Vishdhara was growing stronger and stronger, becoming increasingly frenzied!

10th Regiment, 20th Regiment, 30th Regiment
When all the black mud clumps merged into Vishdhara's body, the latter's power had already broken through the barrier between humans and gods.

We've reached the pinnacle of Sequence 4 Demigods!
Only at this point did Vishdhara truly qualify as a god!
"At least it didn't disappoint me."

Above the furnace, Mu Sheng finally revealed a slight smile.

Spiritual energy surged down like a tidal wave, and the flames beneath the furnace burst into flames, refining the evil god within.

"Roar~"

“Vishva Vishdhara!?”

Vishdhara struggled and roared, unleashing waves of terrible pollution, yet he could not break through the inner walls of the furnace.

A few minutes later, this native god of the Southern Continent transformed into a black, twisted, extraordinary entity!
Looking at the sea urchin-like substance in his hand, Mu Sheng hesitated for a moment before finally refining it.

Sequence 4: Variables (2/3)

"Cough cough. It's so bitter!"

Mu Sheng coughed a few times, then reached into his stomach and pulled out a wriggling black 'rune'.

"Pollution and Madness"

He frowned and thought for a moment, then pulled another piece of pulsating flesh from his stomach and pressed the corrupted 'rune' onto it.

"Sizzle~ Sizzle~"

A massive influx of spirituality, giving rise to bones and flesh, and the invasion of pollution and madness.

A body is gradually taking shape
(End of this chapter)