To ascend, I had no choice but to create games

Chapter 157: Chapter 121 Getting More and More Interesting (Three updates in one day)_1

Having enjoyed the Earth’s sunrise from the moon with his parents, Fang Cheng brought the two of them back home and then asked, “How was the first ray of the New Year’s sunrise?”

“The universe is so vast,” Mr. Fang murmured, “And was there really a Chang’e on the moon?”

“There was, and she had a pretty good relationship with Hou Yi. However, the couple separated due to certain reasons, and from what I know, they have been apart for several hundred years now.”

“Then… what type of person did she like?”

“In any case, not the type you are.”

A thousand years ago, when the Moon Palace still existed, Chang’e had once invited him to drink osmanthus wine, while Hou Yi took aim at Wu Gang on the ground, making him only dare to chop down the tree.

Unfortunately, now the Moon Palace has vanished without a trace, and the toad and the jade rabbit have disappeared as well, with even their traces being erased. Nothing could be seen anymore.

Feeling nostalgic about how everything changes with time, Fang Cheng saw it was only three in the morning, so he told his parents to go to bed first.

Tian Xuan was also sent to bed by him, to sleep like a person does.

After ensuring no one would disturb him, he stepped into the void to start preparing for his ascension.

This time, the game of proving the Tao could be called perfect.

The gameplay of “Dark Builder” was exceptionally powerful, with the large number of Angel Envoys gathering robust Dustfire, the bright light making his Taoist Heart equally hot.

His understanding, highly unified with the Dustfire, made Fang Cheng feel that this time it should be possible.

However, the calamities still existed, and some sudden situations could still happen. But as the process of proving the Tao must be isolated from external disturbances, he could only leave it to fate.

While Fang Cheng was in seclusion preparing to break through, the number of players in “Dark Builder” continued to climb.

The forest has grown big, and all kinds of Angel Envoys could be found. With wave after wave of foolish Angel Envoys flooding in, all sorts of novel strategies emerged, creating a myriad of playing methods.

If one looked from outside the planet, they could see the entire planet performing fireworks shows in every location, with a multitude of structures appearing and disappearing in an instant, various lights rising and falling, which was indeed a spectacle.

And just as Fang Cheng cut off all contact with the outside world, preparing to prove the Tao, the Shadows that felt the disappearance of Fang Cheng’s Divine Sense began to stir.

The things swallowed by the Shadows were assimilated as part of the Shadows, and at this very moment, some things that had been swallowed were regurgitated by the Shadows.

A large amount of Heavenly Tao Fragments were spat out by the Shadows, and the fragments contaminated by the Shadows began to condense on their own, eventually converging into the dark side of Heavenly Tao.

The origins of these fragments were not unified, some had transformed from the corpses of Little Heavenly Ways, while others had been stripped from various Little Heavenly Ways.

These fragments, interconnected by the Shadows, eventually transformed into a strange and incomprehensible existence.

The existence that they feared had temporarily left, but the Angel Envoys it left behind were still there, crazily dispersing the planet’s Shadows and constantly eroding the energy of the Shadows.

Although this energy was negligible for the entity of the Shadows, for the nearly immortal Shadows, the situation was not to be calculated that way.

They concluded that as long as these Angel Envoys existed, the power of the Shadows would be gradually weakened. And since the adversary could not be destroyed, it too was an eternal existence.

In the face of eternity, even the smallest reduction is infinite. Thus, as long as these Angel Envoys are not destroyed, their Shadows would inevitably be cleared away.

Beyond that, those bonfires also had a fatal attraction to the Shadows. Every now and then, as the bonfires suddenly appeared, they would emit strange fluctuations at regular intervals, attracting the Shadows to attack them.

They were not living beings, but they possessed the same instinct to survive. To ensure their own continued existence, they decided to deal with these Angel Envoys in the same special way they dealt with those intelligent beings before.

Taking into account the characteristics of these Angel Envoys, the conglomerate of Heavenly Tao Fragments began to condense and transform. A large number of fragments integrated in a special way, forming a brand new Little Heavenly Way.

Only, the Little Heavenly Way corrupted by the Shadows was an evil and chaotic existence. It possessed the same powers as other Little Heavenly Ways, but its sole duty was to perpetuate the Shadows.

In local culture, such a bizarre and evil being was referred to as the Evil God.

The Evil God was a personified entity. After its birth, this female Evil God with a bewitching appearance understood the behavioral patterns of the Angel Envoys.

She looked quite enchanting, with a shadowy evening gown enveloping her graceful figure, the stars of the sky torn down to serve as her shawl, and concentrated Shadows forming her gloves. If it weren’t for the Shadow Hands squirming below her gown and the occasional eye peeking out on her face, she would be quite an alluring lady.

As the Angel Envoys combated the Shadows, the Shadows recorded their actions through repeated revivals and passed all these records to the Female Evil God.

Observing the busy Angel Envoys below, the Female Evil God revealed a wicked smile and murmured, “Warriors who never tire, who face death without a hint of fear, devoid of any desires but the intention to clear the Shadows, and capable of infinite rebirth, they truly are perfect soldiers.”

For such warriors, the best course of corruption lay in their longing for power. Then, assimilating them as part of the Shadows, record everything about them, and when convenient, ‘spit’ them back out.