My Bottle Cosmos-Chapter 433 - 419: Never Cultivated Even Once

Boom.

The fierce battle amidst chaos continues relentlessly.

The Black Star, still lacking any wisdom or intellect, behaves like a weapon of slaughter, driven solely by instinct, relentlessly attacking the Immortal Resentment.

Immortal Resentment, nurtured for years in secret by Sylvie and Sylph, supported by the civilization of Dorong, and blessed with numerous opportunities, yet still unable to match Black Star.

Having barely broken the Limit with a qualification of 101, initially using Gate of Truth in hopes to crush, now gradually losing strength, its condition begins to fade, nearing demise.

"Damn it!"

Immortal Resentment exhales a long breath.

But Black Star is not any better off, his state of drug-induced intensity gradually diminishes, regaining consciousness, eyes returning from dullness.

Expecting to wreak havoc once consciousness returned, unexpectedly entangled in a scuffle.

At this moment, both parties’ combat power declines, suddenly meeting equally matched.

Yet Black Star quickly noticed, "My realm’s decline is merely weakness; your realm’s decline means you’re about to die, right?"

Opening the Gate of Truth inevitably leads to death.

Immortal Resentment sighs deeply, silently engaging in the last bout of combat.

Half an hour later.

Immortal Resentment falls, reverting to soul essence, drifting between heaven and earth.

This marks the fall of the first Untouchable Level being since the war’s outbreak, also the demise of the first Limit Break genius.

"It’s over."

Black Star glances at the Immortal Resentment before him, turning to the heavily injured Ji Cao nearby, "That old man said he would distract the Emperor for me while I took the victory, indeed, it worked..."

Although he hoped to battle the Emperor and clear past grievances, in conclusion, Old Man Wales’s strategy proved correct.

Assuming his strong foundation, he still hadn’t confronted the Emperor, now utterly exhausted.

"Ji Cao, are you choosing suicide, or waiting for those little insects hiding in the dark to come out and surround me?" Black Star gazes at the dim area far away, unlit by torches.

There must be a bunch of Mechanical System entities lurking, having just fled, still hiding in the shadows.

But these entities are still communicating.

"We must act."

"Indeed, victor governs all, where can we hide afterwards? Like Ji Cao, being found by patrols, killed one by one."

These entities are terrified inside.

Yet, they can only press forward, emerging while Black Star is weak, Ji Cao badly wounded.

"Very well."

Black Star exhales, body slightly shaking, "I fought two in succession, weakened to this extent, only then would you dare attack me."

"Then let’s fight."

Black Star lets out a long cry, the battle erupts again.

Another day passes, chaos everywhere, remnants and ruins all around.

Black Star force-fed drugs to Magina and three others, turning them into reckless "fools," bulldozing over the ten-plus hiding individuals.

"Finally won."

Black Star surveys the surroundings.

At that moment, he suddenly notices a peculiar movement from the Crystal Wall in the distance.

Inside, a Tower of Babel is nurturing a Giant, calmly standing at the world’s center, unmoving, resembling an ancient Divine Tree, robust and slender, like a towering majestic mountain.

"What is that?"

Black Star furrows his brow.

That imposing figure, cascading black hair, akin to God of Gods and Demon of Demons, an overwhelming aura surges forth.

This Giant God is being rejected by the world.

Such a being seems not meant to be born in a single world, a race of Innate Ancient Gods from the realm of Chaos, born divine, at birth their bodies undergo Divine Base Division, with a dense neural network formed by electromagnetic storms, a myriad of tiny blood vessels made by space tunnels, super-dimensional convection heart formed by black holes and white holes as arteries and veins...

"What... is that thing?"

Black Star exclaims in shock, "How can this world have someone create such a masterpiece?"

"It’s Atabia, that legendary man, he created life forms of Innate Divine Base from mechanical blueprints, truly a monster..." At this point, Old Man Wales in the distance promptly responded, "I just got intelligence from a spy inside the world."

Such a towering figure can’t be hidden, their spies eventually reported it.

"I thought by distracting the Emperor, you would surely secure victory, who knew such variables would arise." Old Man Wales states, "You must seize Ji Cao immediately while it hasn’t emerged."

"You don’t want it??" Black Star frowns.

"I don’t particularly need it." Old Man Wales shakes his head, "I don’t enjoy fighting, nor am I good at it, I’m just a weak scientist, you can have it."

"Damn bastard, are you assuming I’m your henchman?"

Black Star snorts coldly, "Then I’ll go ahead, after consuming Ji Cao, I’ll confront the Emperor, then defeat the Ancient Mythology revered by Minis."

With that, Black Star suddenly strikes at Ji Cao.

Ji Cao was already heavily wounded earlier, now lacking any ability to resist.

But suddenly, a sound booms within Ji Cao, a protective barrier appears, blocking Black Star’s attack.

"Such unpredictable changes!"

Minis steps out from Ji Cao’s body, slightly frowning.

Originally unwilling to appear, but who knew the Emperor insisted on such chaotic maneuvers, a certain victory turned into this, leaving no choice but to intervene.

He needs to delay for the Emperor.

"Are you the one resurrecting that guy?" Black Star asks.

Minis remains silent.

Directly fends off Black Star’s attack, protecting Ji Cao to help stall time.

Witnessing this, Old Man Wales nearby falls silent for a moment, "Why are there so many variables, Emperor, should we stop, lest when Atabia emerges..."

"I don’t mind." The Emperor snorts coolly.

Old Man Wales immediately frowns, "Are you the proud prince of Planet Vegeta? Insisting on battling once they grow stronger, only to get beaten?"

Clearly, since being with Wadon, Old Man Wales has picked up many Earthly recollections.

"I think it’s quite good this way." The Emperor remarks coldly.

"That guy is extremely difficult; his creation ability is unprecedented."

Old Man Wales promptly states, "Your creation ability is far too weak, you can’t even recognize what kind of monstrous creation he’s made now."

"You also don’t know what entities are lurking behind seeking amusement."

"In his body, I can instantly discern various partial structures of Divine Level mecha blueprints present, certainly given by that Thunderbolt Ancient God, that guy is reckless in stirring trouble."

"Such immense foundation, do you know what he created? Born as Divine Level, the universe’s endpoint, Innate Ancient God!" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

"This guy, he doesn’t cultivate at all; his cultivation is creation, crafting a being perfectly cultivated."

Even unaware of any advanced Divine Science of creation, the Emperor is somewhat astonished by Old Man Wales’s words.

Replacing the path of cultivation with the path of creation?

A Creator Ancient God, never cultivated even once since birth? Including creating oneself?

This man’s ability to create and integrate is an unprecedented presence.

Considering this, the Emperor cannot help but be shocked, "Ancient myths, he’s a mad one of creation, but his combat capability shouldn’t be high, not matching his Empire’s generals, I’m rather eager to face someone like him."

"Madness."

Old Man Wales, favoring stability above all, clearly finds it unacceptable.

"Historically, Atabia is simply a reckless lunatic!"

"If we let him out, surely a plethora of insane events will unfold, he might kill us, even embark on a mad exploration across the entire cosmos."

"Throughout All Heavens and Myriads of Realms, Multi-Dimensional universe, higher and lower dimensions, they’ll be ravaged by this lunatic, and that Thunderbolt Ancient God is also insane, casually allowing such participants in the contest!"

While the Emperor and Old Man Wales discuss, the distant Crystal Wall suddenly unveils a door, a figure steps out slowly.

In an instant, as if the entire world halted, the overwhelming oppressive aura, naturally formed presence instantly catches everyone’s attention.

Black Star exclaims, "You... what monster are you?"

Atabia replies, "Ancient God species, Innate, I’ve never cultivated even once in this lifetime."

After stepping out of the world, his body undergoes constant Divine Level division, vessels, bloodlines, various celestial phenomena emerge within, as if the cosmos’s most perfect Innate existence has fully manifested.