The Divine Vortex is a subtly spinning gear of laws.

Any slight structural irrationality will cause one's own Divine Vortex to collapse.

The more laws a Divine Vortex contains, the more difficult it becomes!

That's why many of the strong in this Ninth Tier civilization dared not practice more laws at the Seventh Tier, stopping at over 3000.

Practicing more laws may result in not having the mastery to condense one's own Divine Vortex at the Ninth Tier!

More is not necessarily better, moderation is most appropriate.

Xiu in front of him encountered this situation.

With his natural aptitude, he is an existence at the cosmic apex, but the difficulty of the final strands of laws was too high and integration too costly.

He even had a premonition,

"The Divine Vortex condensed by 9999 strands of law seems to be a qualitative change... a certain special form, a thousand times more difficult."

"But once successfully condensed, perhaps my so-called 'Universal' Divine Object might become a true Divine Object!"

Xiu sighed that although he had become a guinea pig for that God, he could only bite the bullet and experiment.

To perfect this Divine Vortex.

As long as it is perfected, his strength will greatly increase, naturally allowing him to taste defeat due to underestimation.

Of course, Xiu had guessed God's intentions,

"He predicted that I would perfect it before challenging him again... just waiting for me to bring results to him!"

"Does he want to gain my results for free again?"

"He thinks he's swallowing a little fish fed with bait, but he will find he faces a grown-up giant whale!"

He hadn't finished speaking when his whole body suddenly made a 'bang'.

Blood gushed out from inside him, and he fell into a severely injured state again.

"Damn..." A faint voice emerged, sounding as weak as having diarrhea.

At this moment.

A voice suddenly came from afar.

"Is it here?"

"Is it the right time to assassinate Xiu?"

"But we must come; the enmity of extermination must be avenged!"

"He shouldn't reincarnate and re-cultivate to enter a period of weakness at this time..."

Xiu's expression suddenly turned gloomy.

Whenever there is a dynasty's rule, there are always traitors in the shadows.

After all, due to various matters, the destruction of a powerful race of a particular cosmos, extermination of a clan, or direct destruction of a star domain is not rare.

Therefore, remnants form so-called assassination groups.

"Well, well, well, we also have a traitor internally who knows my exact location, a place known only to a few about my reincarnation..."

"Misfortunes never come singly."

"Since these people are here, they shouldn't think of leaving."

Xiu, just fuming with anger due to God's machinations, saw a chance to vent on these people.

Before long.

"Xiu, repay the life of my clan!"

"You've reincarnated into a new life, growing new legs, turning into a baby, yet this body has not accumulated its foundation, haha, you've come at the right time..."

"A reborn celestial infant, how is your body still exploding with blood? That God has put you at such a weak state?"

"You finally meet your day! I heard that before the God even made a move, you severed your own legs, begging for mercy, severely injured still?"

These words thoroughly enraged Xiu, and a fierce battle broke out instantly.

Soon, Xiu had the opponents under his feet, even in a mad state, dealing with these rebels was still easy.

The newly-born baby looked down, "Tell me, how exactly did you find me? Which traitor is it?"

But the answer was unexpected.

"We met a great Time Sage, he is leading us to overthrow you!" The rebel underfoot growled, his eyes filled with determination.

Xiu slowly stood up and suddenly saw a figure floating beside him.

This person was tall and mighty, none other than Magaras.

"Is it you?"

Xiu slightly frowned, "If I remember correctly, after capturing you, you were taken away with the cage by your enemies, how are you appearing here?"

Xiu suddenly sensed something unusual about Magaras, his lips curving into a mocking smile,

"Is that so? The Divine Object's true form is captured, but you possess the power of multiple parallel avatars..."

"This is just one of your ordinary avatars without the Divine Object. You meddling in the shadows, inciting these rebels to kill me?"

Magaras laughed, "As God said, measuring Divine Spirits by mortal logic is your most foolish action, on what grounds do you think I lost?"

"Just because I was captured?"

"For them to kill me, it'll take at least hundreds of years... while my avatars still train diligently."

"The twelve trials, I have countless avatars undergoing arduous training across different dimensions... my true form is merely undergoing a death-defying evolution of hardship within your cage."

"Only by embracing death can one evolve in the cycle of life and death."

Xiu glanced at Magaras in surprise, "Are you sure it's not because you were captured, that you speak of breaking through the cycle of life and death as encouragement?"

Magaras didn't care about the mockery, "In my near-death century, it would be enough for countless versions of me in parallel worlds to retrain and become strong, then go to rescue my original self... to me, this is hardly a loss."

Xiu's eyes flickered.

In Mythical Stories, many gods have been imprisoned before and eventually released.

Is this guy really thinking that way?

Magaras said, "In fact, my actions are to watch you and God inflict mutual injuries, so I can fish for benefits."

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