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Chapter 363 Ch 363: Spirit Martial God

Alex was shocked. He hurriedly stood up, and the first thing he did was observe his body. He was surprised to discover that his cultivation was about to step into the realms of Gods. He was about to become a Spirit God.

"What happened?"

Alex felt heavy in his head and tried to remember. Suddenly, every image, every frame, everything came surging into his mind.

However, before he could go through those images, he felt something and immediately sat down cross-legged. He started circulating his cultivation technique and fell into a deep state of mystery. This state was very unique and seemed to be the higher level of the state of enlightenment.

This time, he saw a dream. In this dream, he was living the life of a mortal. He was born into an ordinary family, lived an ordinary peaceful life, married an average-looking girl, had a few kids, and then died out of old age.

Immediately after his death, a second life started. In the second life, he was again born into the family of mortals. But this time, he was lucky enough to enter a cave and obtained a cultivation technique, starting his cultivation journey from there.

After a few years, he entered a sect and went through many turns of events before becoming the sect leader.

As the leader of the sect, he led his sect to become the strongest in the region.

One day, he fell into an abyss by accident and entered the devil\'s territory. He went through many life-and-death situations before finally arriving in front of a giant Devil God\'s statue.

He saw a sentence at the bottom of the statue. This sentence was the last words spoken by Devil God before he died. The sentence was, "So what if you are a god, I am the devil. Even if you kill me now, my closest kin will awaken my memories and become the next me. You, God, could not do that!"

At that time, a question appeared in Alex\'s mind.

Is there really a God?

Even as a high-leveled cultivator and the leader of a first-rate sect, he had never heard of a God. Then why is this Devil God\'s last words mentioned a God?

From the words of a Devil God, it seems the Devil was killed by a God.

Why did the Devil God say he will born again in his closest kin?

Why the Devil God\'s closest kin will awaken his memories?

Could it be that Devil Gods could really not die?

Then what is the difference between a Devil God and a God?

Does one really need to shed their mortality to become a God?

Just when Alex was deep in thought, powerful devils surrounded him and attacked, killing him after a few days of fierce battle.

The third life started immediately.

In this life, Alex became the son of a high-leveled cultivator. But he was born without a talent to cultivate. He could only live an ordinary life.

However, Alex could not accept this. He wanted to cultivate, he wanted to become powerful, and he wanted to stand at the peak of the world. And so, he left the sect and started venturing into the outside world with the hope of coming across serendipity that could help him cultivate.

Years went by and very soon, he transformed into a middle-aged man from a young man.

In the end, he decided to settle down in a village.

Since he could not become a cultivator, he decided to live as a mortal. But not as an ordinary mortal. He prepared to walk the path of a mortal, to understand what mortals truly are, to know a mortal closely.

Although he also did not have any cultivation base, he was different from ordinary people. In his early days in the sect, he read a lot of books and have very deep knowledge about cultivation. It is just that he could not cultivate because of his lack of talent.

Since his talent does not allow him to walk the path of cultivators, he shall walk the path of a mortal.

But the question is, what is the path of a mortal?

To understand this path, he deeply observed mortals for many years. He saw how a mortal lived his life, peacefully cultivating land and growing crops. Eating to fill their hunger could already satisfy them. Even if they faced difficulties, the smile on their face did not disappear.

Yes, they did experience sadness, injuries, and death from to time, but they soon comfort themselves and start living happily.

Unlike cultivators, their life was truly satisfactory and happy.

At the age of 60, as an old man, Alex finally gained some sort of enlightenment and he officially stepped into an entirely new path that only legends talk about but has no proof of existence.

This path was the path of mortals.

As a mortal, Alex has no cultivation base, and so his lifespan never increased. But even so, the ultimate goal Alex decided was to become a Mortal God.

However, because of the lack of lifespan, he died within ten years of enlightenment.

Nevertheless, before his death, Alex wrote a book and thoroughly explained his understanding of the Mortal Path in that book.

And just like that, a fourth life started.

Alex experienced one life after another continuously and it was unknown how many life he lived in that one long dream.

But one thing was common in all these lives, all lives talked about a God.

If there was one exception, then it was his first life where he lived peacefully as a mortal, married an average-looking girl, and died of old age.

After an unknown number of lives and an infinitely-long dream, Alex suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes flashed with deep golden lightning and he seemed to have broken through a shackle, a shackle that was stopping him from stepping into the realms of god.

Alex felt a powerful surge of energy rushing out from the depth of his soul, invoking his spirit, and igniting his essence.

A giant shadow appeared behind Alex but this giant shadow did not belong to Alex\'s bloodline. The giant shadow was illusory at first but then it slowly started materializing and very soon, the shadow\'s appearance became crystal clear.

This was the shadow of a man sitting on top of a throne. This man\'s face could not be seen clearly.

Below the throne, a vast starry sky like a universe could be seen rotating. Behind the man\'s head, a golden halo representing him as an absolute ruler was suspended, emitting a holy aura.

This man was wearing golden armor with strange carvings. The carvings were not of a beast or a dragon, or an image, or words. The carvings were strange lines intersecting and crisscrossing.

It was very strange, but these lines were what gave the armor a live feeling, as if the armor was a separate entity and was in no way inferior to the universe rotating below the man\'s feet.

What is it?

How could just a piece of armor be on the same level as the universe?

But there was no answer.

At this moment, the man sitting on the throne opened his closed eyes. His face could not be seen but his golden eyes could.

Yes, his eyes were golden and were filled with boundless profoundness. These pair of two eyes seemed to be able to see through the fabric of space and time, past and present, and life and death.

"YOU HAVE FINALLY BECOME A SPIRIT MARTIAL GOD. IT IS ABOUT TIME. LEAVE THAT UNIVERSE WITHIN THREE YEARS AND GO TO A PLACE CALLED THE HALL OF SIN."

These words seemed to be coming from all directions but did not enter his ears. These words mysterious seemed to have directly entered Alex\'s mind.

A powerful aura burst out of Alex\'s body and a storm swept over, actually throwing away the ruptures to the distance. His aura seemed to have affected the space and caused a displacement, shifting the position of the rupture to a different place.

How amazing!

Alex finally became a Spirit Martial God.

A smile appeared on Alex\'s face, but when he thought about those words, he could not have but felt confused.

Why is it that he needs to leave this universe within three years?

Could he really do that?

With his strength, it is impossible. However, his Replication System is there to help him.

But then again, can he really become powerful enough to leave this universe within three years even with the help of his Replication System?

Alex turned to look at his back, but that ethereal figure had long disappeared.

Alex could not help but think of the familiar sensation he felt from that man. But he was unable to think of a moment where he met, seen, or even heard of that man.