Max level Divinity: Summon Eastern Gods at the start of the game

Shiva was momentarily confused; ten years! He had been practicing for ten years.

Not even a hair on it.

You just ascended to heaven! "Who the hell is that person?"

At this moment, Zhuanxu's voice rang out: "He is merely one among the masses who has comprehended a single aspect of the Great Dao."

"If I had to call him, I'd call him a cultivator."

"Cultivating immortality?" Shiva didn't understand, only knowing that divine power could reach the heavens.

He had also heard of the word "immortal." In India, for example, there were seven ancient immortals, but they did not achieve their immortality through cultivation.

More importantly, it's the cultivation bestowed upon them by these creator gods.

"Yes, the human race's pursuit of cultivation literature has reached an immeasurable height."

Even those who have severed all connections with Heaven and Earth can still escape one of the fifty Great Daos.

The remaining number four and nine belongs to Heaven and is subject to its evolution.

Zhuanxu, enlightened in the void, continued, "In what you consider the Dharma-ending Age, some people have ascended to immortality. Is it because you are incapable, or is it because the environment is unfavorable?"

Seeing those ascending figures, Shiva felt his face burning.

The environment is fair to everyone; we just haven't found the right approach.

I, a sage, have been surpassed by humankind; the more I think about it, the angrier I become.

Emperor Zhuanxu then added insult to injury: "I don't expect you to regain your sainthood."

"If you can learn to fly within a thousand years, I will return your sainthood."

Everyone laughed when he said that, and Xiao Tianzhu felt embarrassed.

"A thousand years to learn to fly? You're insulting us."

"Lord Shiva, don't fall for it! A hundred years, a hundred years will do!"

"Alright, then let it last a hundred years." Emperor Zhuanxu responded to the will of the people.

Shiva really wanted to curse.

To expect someone to learn to fly after a thousand years is the greatest insult to him.

Of course, a century is also an insult.

In reality, Emperor Zhuanxu received Shiva's holy figure in this way, but could do nothing to him.

On the contrary, it won't last long; at most, it can only imprison him for a hundred years.

Moreover, this century refers to the century in the "Severing the Connection Between Heaven and Earth".

It was only a few hours outside.

"I, Shiva, will repay this humiliation ten thousandfold."

After saying that, he continued meditating.

But after meditating for more than ten years, he still couldn't figure it out.

Left with no other choice, they had to find another way and even thought of imitating human civilization by building flying machines.

This brought tears to the eyes of the Indians.

"Lord Shiva, why are you in this state? I suddenly feel so sorry for you."

Everyone couldn't help but wonder: "Is flying really that important?"

“Of course it’s important!”

"Our Chinese obsession with cultivating immortality is: to fly!"

Now that the spiritual energy of Earth has been revived, as long as there is enough spiritual power, those with supernatural abilities can achieve low-altitude flight.

As for those new gods in the Dragon Kingdom, they fly faster than supersonic speeds.

"fly…"

Shiva never expected that he would be stumped by this word.

Once upon a time, flying was nothing to him, but now it has driven him to the brink of despair.

"Aaaaaah! Damn it! Why can't I fly?!"

Shiva is furious. This damned degenerate age has made him give up on the path to enlightenment and ascension.

In comparison, I suddenly felt that the gods of India lived too comfortably.

You can be blessed and become a god simply by praying to heaven.

In contrast, in the East, where all communication between heaven and earth had been severed, humanity managed to squeeze out an opportunity to become immortals from the cracks.

"It's too difficult, too difficult!"

Shiva was furious, but surprisingly, he did not take his anger out on Zhuanxu.

He even felt that he was useless, not even as good as those mortal cultivators.

So much so that over the years, he has tried to emulate human technology to create engines and memories, but he still can't fly.

"Where exactly did things go wrong?" Shiva asked, scratching his head.

Outside the void, a pair of eyes had been watching for a long time.

Seeing this, one can't help but sigh: "Is Shiva trying to take the path of technological immortality, wanting to build airplanes...?"

The idea is good, but unfortunately, civilization, which has been accumulated by humankind over thousands of years, cannot be learned so easily.

Su Ming thought for a moment, and decided to take advantage of Shiva's loss of holiness...

Should we go down and kill him?

After all, in this state, Emperor Zhuanxu needed to maintain balance in that space and couldn't attack Shiva, but he could.

But just as Su Ming was about to step inside, his black robe began to flutter.