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My Bottle Cosmos

Chapter 388 374: Epoch Ancestral Tree!

Author: 300-Pound Smile
updatedAt: 2026-01-14

Li Qing walked along each ward, admiring the magnificent scenery, various new mythical epics along the way.

He was completely surprised to discover.

Previously, he had cultivated them one by one.

As his domain's rules of the world improved, these Crystal Series civilizations were like flowers in a garden, which would grow on their own and bloom.

He marveled in his heart at how the small three-room, one-hall apartment had transformed into a maze-town with tens of thousands of rooms, walking around and admiring the sights, feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment.

If the deception continued like this, this place would truly become a "Cosmic Dungeon" where various civilizations travel through the stars to explore and exploit resources.

"However, this dungeon still needs various dungeon bosses, hidden narratives, and background settings to fool those adventurers."

Li Qing pondered a bit, thinking about how to perfect his settings.

They have wandered outside for too long, lost in the void without knowing the years, Outer Heaven is unknown, making them believe this Cosmos is reality requires imbuing this world with enough depth and mystical color.

In summary, my place is the universe's sole designated spot for fetching eggs.

As time accumulates, trick them into coming here as laborers, eventually emptying the universe, won't I become real then?

"What difference is there between a person without dreams and a salted fish?"

Finally, as Li Qing pondered, he wandered as if inspecting his territory, arriving at a piece of land.

Looking through the window.

Inside every room in this area, the scene was bloody and filled with a sense of destruction.

Apparently, it had just suffered an attack from that old man, desolation everywhere, countless casualties, and the matter inside had been completely extracted!

Raided and plundered.

Like a gang of bandits attacking this rural area, dozens of rooms around were wiped out.

It truly was ruthless!

Meanwhile, two women stood by the glass window of a room.

They were Sylvie and Sylph.

"That old man is indeed ruthless."

Sylvie knocked on the Crystal Wall, standing outside the window looking at the bloody scene inside, saying:

"This Crystal Wall World indeed has something, self-recovering after destruction; very mysterious indeed, as befits the Great Thousand World."

"That old man extracted 99.9% of the world's matter, but the Crystal Wall is the source of a world; in time, it will re-channel matter into this world, restoring its prosperity."

The Crystal Wall is like a pipeline.

Each Crystal Wall is a closely connected network.

Every Crystal Wall is not just a window but also grows roots embedded in the ground, generating various metal mineral veins, crystal ore veins in the world.

However, in Li Qing's settings.

The output of various minerals and crystals in each world from these heating pipelines is fixed.

How could there be unlimited supply when mining to sustain your rooms from the outside?

"You Crystal Wall Celestial Paths, are you angry?"

At this moment, Sylvie gently caressed a Crystal Wall, speaking tenderly: "Killed the people in your world and stole your reserved resources... So, do you want revenge?"

The surrounding Crystal Wall ripples trembled, conveying a sense of anger and desire.

"Very well, we will help you!" Sylph couldn't help but laugh, "Submit to us, follow our command, become our territory, and we'll help you to get revenge!"

Woo woo woo!

It sounded like the wind, melancholy sweeping across the land.

That was the response from the surrounding Crystal Walls, they were clearly very angry.

"No need to worry; I will collect the souls of your worlds to create a cemetery," Sylph said, "This cemetery will eventually achieve enlightenment, forming an innate deity by nature."

"This deity, a conglomerate formed by billions of angry souls born from your worlds, is the god of vengeance you will nurture!"

Sylph was once a good sister of Elis.

She witnessed that history with her own eyes:

After Elis and the Abyssal Gods died, they formed the Abyssal Cemetery, where these souls of the whole world merged at the Gate of Truth, gradually giving birth to the will of Aurora!

This means that the cemetery of the world and the Gate of Truth naturally give rise to these Demon Monsters!

Since they will naturally be born, Sylph saw it as better to help their birth, accept them as disciples to become her weapons.

Seeing that the matter was agreed upon, Sylph sighed, "It seems, the rules of the Great Thousand World are quite mysterious. In this Great Thousand World, each world's accumulation of grievances will occasionally give rise to various incredible Demon Gods."

These Great Thousand Worlds are also fraught with risks.

After prolonged development, each world naturally generates various undead garbage accumulated together, nurturing these Demon Monsters; who knows if they are good or bad?

And technologically advanced civilizations do not receive this fate.

Because technological civilizations do not cultivate Consciousness Waves or Soul Waves...

In this aspect, they are mostly terrifying; the soul is not strong enough for such a buildup of dead souls.

Accumulated resentment is a unique characteristic of Extraordinary Civilization.

"Perhaps, over time, it will undoubtedly form a catastrophe."

Sylvie suddenly felt a chill in her heart:

"Emperor Nokron once told me, not only him, but even the most supreme Ancient Gods are merely larger bugs in the Cosmos. Cosmic epochs have birth and extinction, even in the endless Crystal Wall Worlds; one day, the epoch will come to an end, even Ancient Gods may not survive into the next epoch."

Did I ever say this?

Li Qing in the side raised his ears.

Almost forgot those words used to create a sense of style.

But they are different.

Each word is analyzed insanely like reading comprehension, understanding the emotion and meaning imbued by every word even more than the author.

"Could this catastrophe be the accumulation of resentment and stray thoughts?"

At this moment, they cautiously analyzed, "However, that's too distant; the present world's accumulated grudges should avoid random destruction to prevent entangling with possible formidable causes."

Perhaps...it's the truth??

Sylvie couldn't help but say: "His Majesty wouldn't even explain to us, not even mentioning the bonfire, clearly another trial."

At this time, Li Qing stood at a distance, surprised at the conversation between the two by the glass window.

Bonfire, dead souls.

Of course, I won't explain...

Just by not explaining, I have the ultimate power of explanation within this cosmos.

However, their analysis makes some sense.

The essence of the Gate of Truth is to absorb the remaining souls of the world's masses, and when enough of these souls accumulate, a change occurs.

"Hmm, a dumping ground..."

"Looks like my previous intention for the Civilized Ferryman was interesting."

Li Qing only listened for a while, ignoring the sisters' progression, nodded in satisfaction, then left with a pleased expression.

It seems their spontaneous effort in troubling the old man and finding foes for him is going very well!

Truly worthy of being my attentive little nurses.

And I now have some settings ready to trick that old man.

Li Qing thought, walking slowly among the Crystal Walls, saying inwardly: "My intention is that this world has laws of cause and effect, rewards for virtue and punishment for vice, the favor and hatred of heaven and earth."

Upon speaking, the whole Crystal Wall Universe, however, did not introduce such magical, absurd laws.

Nevertheless, a group chat suddenly appeared.

Ding!

[Burning Realm Celestial Path, entering Original Celestial Palace.]

Ding!

[Nine Profound Realm Celestial Dao, entering Original Celestial Palace.]

Every Crystal Wall Snail, exhibit showcases, all celestial paths seemed as if they entered a chaotic primordial darkness, only to find themselves astonishingly appearing on the branches of an astounding ancient tree.

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