Online Game: Starting with an SSS-Level Plundering Talent

"The power of heaven and earth!" A startled exclamation came from the air.

"Human, very well! Remember, this is just the beginning. When we meet again, all of you will die!" Creator God's voice gradually faded, the dark clouds dissipating, and light returned.

Only then did everyone breathe a long sigh of relief.

Nature God landed on the ground, coughing up a mouthful of blood. The earlier collision had left him severely injured.

"Master!" Ice Talker was startled, rushing to support his weakened form with a worried expression.

"I'm fine, just a minor injury," Nature God shook his head, though a sense of helplessness arose in his heart.

"John, was that really Creator God just now? Are we even capable of defeating him?" Sini asked, voicing the question everyone had in their minds.

Just now, it was only the oppressive pressure of Creator God descending, yet it had nearly cost them their lives.

Everyone looked despairing. If Creator God himself had descended, they had no chance of resistance. They would undoubtedly die.

John's expression was serious, but he nodded and affirmed, "We will defeat Creator God."

It was both a reassurance to everyone and to himself.

He looked towards God of the Underworld and Titan God, asking, "Are you sure you want to follow me?"

The two exchanged glances and nodded.

God of the Underworld spoke, "The Underworld Clan's star domain has already been destroyed. I have no more attachments, and I trust Nature God."

He said this while looking at Nature God standing nearby.

Titan God also nodded and said, "We are nothing more than remnants of the old era. We only have two choices: either save the old world or destroy it. I do not sincerely swear allegiance to you, but I will never stop fighting Creator God."

"Good." John was quite pleased with their stance. He said, "Each of your three races should choose twenty-three of your strongest upper-tier gods to be promoted to Lord Gods."

He still had twenty-three Lord God Divine Cores remaining.

From his earlier confrontation with Creator God, he had clearly sensed that the new The Heaven laws that Creator God had adopted were still unstable.

He had a feeling that as long as the powerful beings who cultivated the old era's The Heaven laws weren't entirely wiped out, Creator God's plans would not succeed.

"Godslayer, I'm sorry. I failed to keep an eye on my subordinates, and one of them betrayed us," Nature God said with an apologetic expression.

John didn't mind and said, "It's not too late to realize it now."

Soon, Underworld Clan and Titan Clan each selected twenty-three of their strongest upper-tier gods to be promoted to Lord Gods. These were the most powerful of their subordinates.

Nature God did not select any members from the Nature Clan, clearly still holding a grudge against the betrayal from earlier.

However, John knew that even if these remaining individuals were not entirely loyal to him, they had already decided to fight Creator God to the end.

Otherwise, under the oppressive threat of Creator God's power earlier, they would have long since turned on him.

More than twenty people, under John's protection, simultaneously began to refine the Lord God Divine Core.

Colorful light pillars descended once again. John had already prepared, easily shattering them. The old The Heaven laws surged, and the group easily refined the cores, with everyone breaking through to become Lord Gods.

This time, Creator God's oppressive aura did not descend.

At this point, John now had thirty-eight Lord God subordinates, greatly increasing his strength once again.

However, there was still a vast difference in power when compared to Creator God.

"Everyone, enter my World-in-Hand and comprehend the inheritance of the Immortals, and try to improve your strength as much as possible," John said, looking at them.

He clearly sensed that the power of Shadow Star was weakening, and the Chaos Green Lotus should be about to appear.

He had a feeling that Shadow Star was about to collapse soon, and at that point, they would likely have to face Creator God directly.

Everyone was taken into World-in-Hand by him to comprehend the inheritance of the Immortals, entering seclusion to cultivate.

Then, he took out over five hundred vials of spiritual liquid and more than twenty billion skill stones to raise his level.

He aimed to reach upper-tier gods and gain a deeper understanding of the Immortals' inheritance.

Soon, he had refined and absorbed the five hundred vials of spiritual liquid, and all seven of his cultivation techniques were raised to level fifty thousand, successfully breaking through to upper-tier gods.

Although his techniques had advanced, he had still not comprehended any new skills.

However, he could now re-enter the Immortals' inheritance.

He focused, entering World-in-Hand once more.

Beneath the enormous sword of the Immortals' inheritance, everyone sat cross-legged, their bodies filled with powerful The power of laws. It was vast and varied, with each individual grasping the law that best suited them.

He was curious about the Immortals—what kind of existence were they that their The power of laws covered all things in the universe?

Moreover, such a powerful race had been destroyed, which further intensified his sense of dread towards Creator God.

"Ah..." He sighed in resignation, no longer dwelling on these thoughts. He sat cross-legged under the Immortals' inheritance, focusing intently on his comprehension.

The The power of laws surged, and he could feel the powerful time and space laws.

It was as though he saw the Immortals' powerful beings, at the end of their time, using their skill to Disturb the order of the universe.

...

[You have comprehended the divine skill, Disturb the Order of the Universe]

[Disturb the Order of the Universe: Divine Skill; Sacrifice yourself to break the rules of time and space, reshaping the fabric of time and space]

He didn't know how much time had passed, but finally, a notification flashed, and John opened his eyes.

"Indeed, I've comprehended Disturb the Order of the Universe," he said, not at all surprised.

What did startle him, however, was the fact that the cost of this divine skill was his own life.

"Is this skill even useful?" he couldn't help but wonder.

While the ability to reshape time and space was undoubtedly powerful, the price was far too high.

He didn't see how this skill would be of any use to him, so he closed his eyes and continued to focus on his comprehension.

The The Immortals' inheritance, the The power of laws, flowed around him, yet he could no longer sense a law that would suit him.

It was as if he had reached an impasse and could no longer continue comprehending the inheritance of the Immortals.

"Is that it?" He opened his eyes, a look of disappointment crossing his face.

Around him, the others were still deeply immersed, working hard to grasp the inheritance of the Immortals, and their strength was steadily growing.

In particular, Sini and Tracy, with their overwhelming Power of the Nine Nether and Star Dust powers, had seen the most dramatic improvements in strength.

When he saw the two women, an image unexpectedly flashed through John's mind—the scene from when he broke through the The Overseer One-Star Perfection stage and received the blessing of the The Heaven laws. It was a scene filled with tragedy:

His companions falling one by one, including the women, while he could do nothing.

The crushing sense of helplessness left him in utter despair.

He shook his head vigorously, trying to cast that memory aside, but he could not calm his mind and focus on comprehending the Immortals' inheritance.

"Forget it, I'll go out for a walk," he muttered to himself. Without disturbing anyone, he thought to himself and left World-in-Hand, appearing in Purple Sky City.

At this moment, the city was eerily quiet, empty, with everyone still within his World-in-Hand, absorbing the inheritance of the Immortals.

Perhaps it was due to the earlier arrival of the Lord God, but Purple Sky City seemed to have returned to peace. The Hunters no longer besieged the city.

For a moment, he found it somewhat unsettling.

"Mm, someone?" On the city walls, a lone figure caught his attention—Ben.

He leapt up to the walls and, puzzled, asked, "Senior, when did you appear here?"

Ben saw John and gave a slight smile before replying, "Godslayer, congratulations on your rise in strength."

John's face, however, was filled with bitterness.

He felt that the inheritance of the Immortals no longer contained anything useful for him. His cultivation had reached a point where further improvement was nearly impossible.

His current strength would easily deal with Lord God or The Overseer, but it was nowhere near enough to challenge Creator God.

Once again, the images of his companions falling, one after another, appeared in his mind, leaving him restless and uneasy.

"Senior, what is your prophecy this time? Am I still the savior?" he asked, trying to make light of the situation.

Ben seemed somewhat surprised. He looked him up and down before responding, "Oh? Haven't you always dismissed my prophecies?"
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John gave a helpless smile. He felt as though he was grasping at straws, seeking some comfort or reassurance from the elder.

"Sigh." Ben let out a soft sigh, his voice calm as he spoke, "Actually, you already know the outcome."

"Yes." John sighed in return, then asked, "Senior, if everything is already destined, do you think what we've done is worth it?"

Ben smiled faintly and replied, "Don't ask about the outcome, just ensure that you have no regrets."

"Don't ask about the outcome, just ensure that you have no regrets?" John repeated, a wry smile crossing his face. He then said, "I suppose I was being shortsighted."

The image of the Immortals using Disturb the Order of the Universe to resurrect themselves flashed in his mind once again.

And now, he too had mastered Disturb the Order of the Universe. It seemed like everything was somehow preordained.

An idea struck him, and he asked, "Senior, do you think this is some kind of cycle?"

"What?" Ben looked at him, confused.

John shook his head, "I guess it's nothing. I was just overthinking."

Not wanting to continue with the heavy topic, he changed the subject, "Senior, if we succeed in the end, what will your plans be?"

"Plans?" Ben was momentarily taken aback; he had never really thought about the future.

His gaze turned distant as he pondered, then he spoke, "I admire people like you, those who act like heroes, but I don't think that's the kind of life I want. Living in seclusion would be nice, but it would also be dull and monotonous. I have it... If we succeed, there will undoubtedly be more wars ahead. I hope to become like a strategist, sitting at the heart of decision-making, leading victories from afar."

John chuckled, "Senior, isn't that exactly what you do right now?"

"Not the same." Ben shook his head with a sigh, then asked, "What about you? What are your plans for the future?"

"Me?" John paused, never having thought much about the future. After a moment of contemplation, he said, "I'm no hero, and I don't want to be one. If we succeed, I think I would just want to live in seclusion with the one I love. We would see a few friends from time to time, let the tides ebb and flow, watch the clouds drift by, and live a quiet, peaceful life."

Ben raised an eyebrow, curious, "I wonder, would I be one of your friends?"

"Of course," John replied confidently.

"Ha, it will happen," Ben said with a hearty laugh, and just like that, the somber atmosphere between them lifted.

They stood there in silence, on top of the city walls, enjoying the rare moment of peace.

Boom!

Suddenly, a loud rumble echoed through the air, and the entire Shadow Star shook violently.

A massive spatial tear appeared in the sky, and a torrent of Chaos Force surged, nearly engulfing the entire star.

The Chaos Green Lotus had emerged!

John and Ben exchanged a glance, their expressions hardening.

"It looks like it's time to act," John said, taking a deep breath. The uncertainty in his eyes vanished, replaced by a sharp and determined gaze.