The First Cultivator - Changing Existence-Chapter 789: Mi’s Troubles -

He had gotten this idea after his time as Skymender. Since Yhwh's power existed and could be used even in that world, there was surely a large amount of his remnant power spread across the Universe.

Zhou Fan did not have to try hard to find it.

Most of the temples built in his name had a bit of his power lingering around. frёewebηovel.cѳm

Zhou Fan waved his hands and began to siphon it from every location he could find.

It was worth noting that he would be unable to simply go back in time and retrieve Yhwh like he had done with the Buddha. The Buddha had been a mortal, and even then Zhou Fan had struggled a bit to retrieve him.

To retrieve Yhwh, he would need to be far, far more powerful than he now is.

As the power was taken, a few powerful people took notice. There was no lack of Outer World Realm cultivators among Yhwh's followers, even if he was dead. There was even a Sage.

But they could do nothing to stop it, no matter what they tried.

Eventually, Zhou Fan held an orb of Faith in his hand.

He then took out a small soul fragment he had collected off of Yhwh before he had died.

He condensed the orb of Faith and the soul fragment together, wrapping it in Life Qi. He then put the finished product inside of the Universe in his chest.

It would take a long time for it to form Yhwh once again, but as long as no unexpected variables occurred, it should work out in the end.

In the meantime, Zhou Fan returned to his mansion at the top of the Universe. As usual, he did not enter it, but sat against Leaf.

He occasionally looked at Mi, who was progressing quickly.

He was still in casual city, and although his strength had already transformed, he was considered weak inside of it.

All that was left for now was to wait.

Wait on the birth of more Path Creators, and wait on the maturation of Mi and other cultivators.

Although his life as Skymender had been a new experience, Zhou Fan much preferred the life of cultivation.

Especially when he sat at the Peak, unimaginably powerful.

He could definitely attempt to break through right now, and he may even succeed, but he wasn't simply looking to reach the next realm, but to do so with perfection. Otherwise, he would not be as strong as he could be. He had a forbidding feeling about his break through, and had for a long time.

Whatever effect it had, it was sure to shake the Universe.

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Millions, billions, trillions of years passed.

Sword Grandmaster Shang and the Emperor had long made a name for themselves among the stars. Sword Grandmaster Shang had reached the God realm, as had the Emperor.

They were not talented enough to reach the Peak or anything, but they were already one among trillions.

Mi had already become a peak True God. With the restrictions to cultivation speed almost entirely removed, and Zhou Fan's path to follow, he had a much easier time cultivating.

If he was under pressure, it may only have taken him a million or so years to reach this point.

But he had grown up in casual city, a place where even a homeless man could be a God Realm cultivator.

Now, he truly fit in, and was even among the strongest in casual city.

Despite trillions of years passing, casual city was as peaceful as ever. Everyone knew not to provoke it, as it homed some of the most terrifying cultivators in the Universe.

Anyone was allowed to enter, but anyone who displayed their cultivation inside would be cut down without a second thought. Only a Sage would dare cause trouble in casual city, and none of them were free enough to waste their time doing that. It was around this time that Mi left casual city and began to explore the planet known to all in the Universe as the origin of life, Earth.

Here, even Sages lived.

Zhou Fan watched as Mi began his journey. Many more years passed.

At one point, Mi had killed a disciple of a powerful sect, one home to an Outer World Realm Cultivator.

That disciple had not just been some Outer or Inner disciple, but one of the three legacy disciples of the sect, someone sure to become at least an elder, most likely higher.

For the past ten or so years, he had been constantly chased by the Outer World Realm Sect Master.

At first, it hadn't been so serious that such a long chase would occur, but the Sect Master saw Mi's talent and found him to be a possible threat. It had long ceased to be about killing a disciple.

Without a chance to cultivate in the past ten years, he had made no progress. Even though he was on the verge of reaching the Outer World Realm, he was not quite there.

Just as he thought he finally lost him, the skies above him changed.

He could instantly tell that he had been trapped in the Sect Master's Outer World.

Everything around him turned dark, and a black lightning strike struck down. Space trembled from the power of the attack.

Mi waved his finger and a thread of Destruction Qi appeared.

"Go!" He shouted.

The lightning strike and the thread met in the air, both collapsing, evenly matched.

A figure wearing dark armor, surrounded by black lightning bolts appeared among the dark clouds above. Within his Outer World, there was no escape.

Mi jumped into the air. He could only fight directly.

Although Mi was confident and powerful, his opponent was no ordinary Outer World Realm cultivator.

The Sect Master was at the Peak of the Outer World Realm.

Threads of Destruction Qi and Creation Qi wrapped around Mi's body. This was his fighting style.

The Sect Master moved, the spear in his hand directing tens of lightning bolts, each enough to kill an ordinary True God, towards Mi.

Mi waved his hands around and formed an arrow from the threads, which launched into the sky.