Getting $10 Trillion Out Of Nowhere
Chapter 1968: A Lie

Chapter 1968: A Lie

"Now, the Earth is in the Age of Dharma Decline, and the spiritual energy is exceedingly scarce. This has led to a very small number of martial practitioners, and the number of high-level martial practitioners is even rarer."

"But if we were to go back several thousand years, at that time, Earth's spiritual energy was abundant. At that time, almost everyone could become a martial practitioner. Even if they didn't cultivate, they could reach the Foundation Realm just by nurturing themselves with the natural spiritual energy."

The Cult Leader continued to speak.

"What is the Foundation Realm?" Connor asked.

"The so-called Foundation Realm is what you call Black-ranked Martial Practitioners. The initial stage is the Chi Refining Realm, which you call Yellow-ranked Martial Practitioners. After the Foundation Realm comes the Golden Realm, which is the current stage you are at as a martial arts grandmaster. Beyond the Golden Realm is the Nascent Soul Realm, which is what I mentioned earlier as the peak of ancient martial arts. Do you understand what I mean?" The Cult Leader explained.

Connor remained silent, looking at him.

"Once humans reach the Golden Realm, the peak of ancient martial arts, they can achieve immortality of the flesh, indestructibility of the core, and eternal existence of the soul. With just a thought, they can control the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within a thousand miles, causing clouds to move and snow to fall. They can manipulate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth at will, possessing the power to destroy the heavens and the earth. Moreover, as their strength in the Golden Realm increases, they gradually gain control over spatial and temporal forces. These are the ultimate powers martial practitioners can attain!" The Cult Leader exclaimed with excitement.

Connor was shocked by his words.

He hurriedly asked, "If Golden Realm martial practitioners are so powerful, why do they hide their presence?"

"Because they want to seek even greater power. They want to become the rulers of this world, to have their consciousness cover the entire Earth. They want to become true gods!" The Cult Leader shouted, then continued, "But as I mentioned earlier, Earth's spiritual energy is now too scarce."

"If they want to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm, they must absorb a vast amount of spiritual energy. So, they fabricated a lie that the highest level a martial practitioner can reach is the Heaven-ranked martial arts grandmaster realm, making most of the martial practitioners on Earth believe that they can only reach this level. Otherwise, if there are more martial practitioners who break through to the peak of ancient martial arts, there will be more competitors for absorbing spiritual energy, making it more difficult for them to break through to the next stage!"

After listening to the Cult Leader, he finally understood the truth of the matter.

Originally, the ancient martial world as it was now was nothing more than a fabrication by those powerful martial practitioners to protect their interests. This was because on Earth, spiritual energy was limited, and anyone who absorbed more would leave less for others.

Nature was fair to everyone. Even if these powerful martial practitioners were stronger than others, they couldn't deprive others of their right to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Martial practitioners below the Earth-ranked martial arts grandmaster stage needed to absorb very little spiritual energy, which wouldn't affect the others significantly. This led to the creation of such a lie.

Connor even thought that the reason there were no martial practitioners surpassing Earth-ranked martial arts grandmasters in this world was that they had likely been killed by those peak ancient martial practitioners.

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but shudder.

Although he couldn't confirm whether what the Cult Leader said was true or false, he could sense that the words made sense, and the Cult Leader didn't seem to have a reason to lie to him.

"Now, do you understand why I want to resurrect?" At this moment, the Cult Leader spoke again, looking at him.

"Do you think that with your current strength and level, you can't compete with the most powerful martial practitioners in this world?" Connor asked.

"That's right. I was in the Soul Formation Realm in my previous life. If I can successfully resurrect, my strength will be restored to at least the Nascent Soul Realm. By then, those peak ancient martial practitioners will have no way to stop me. I might even return to the Soul Formation Realm. However, if I don't have a body, I can only have my current level at most!"

The Cult Leader's face showed some anger as he continued, "I was about to succeed earlier, but you ruined everything. Today, I must kill you no matter what to vent my frustrations!"

Connor took a deep breath and then looked at the Cult Leader.

In fact, he had intentionally spoken so much to the Cult Leader just now because he had been using that time to recover his internal energy.

As for whether what the Cult Leader said was true or false, Connor didn't really care. He hadn't considered martial cultivation as the most important thing, and he didn't aspire to become the most powerful martial practitioner in the world.

He just wanted to protect the people around him and seek revenge for himself.

After recovering for a while, Connor's internal energy had already been restored by more than half. Although it wasn't at his peak state, it was much stronger than before.

If the Cult Leader had attacked him right away, Connor might have already been killed by him.

Connor didn't give the Cult Leader a chance to attack first and charged towards the Cult Leader's position, then threw a punch.

A loud sound echoed as one of the Cult Leader's remnant souls was once again shattered by Connor.

But immediately, he formed another remnant soul.

"Connor, you can't possibly kill me. Even if you can shatter my remnant souls, I can create new ones!"

At this moment, his voice rang out again.

However, he seemed to be more cautious now, as all four remnant souls spoke at once, making it impossible for Connor to distinguish the true soul from the remnants.

"Is that so?" Connor heard this and couldn't help but sneer.

At that moment, he launched an attack on Connor once again.

The four remnant souls almost simultaneously made their moves, surrounding Connor. He could only barely defend himself and couldn't find any opportunity to counterattack.

Moreover, Connor noticed that these four remnant souls seemed to be identical, with no differences in speed or strength. This puzzled Connor.

"Since I can't distinguish which one is the true soul, I'll just have to kill them all!" Connor shouted and broke through the Cult Leader's encirclement.

Then, in an instant, Connor rushed to one of the remnant souls and raised his fist to strike.

A thunderous crash sounded!

In an instant, the remnant soul dissipated into thin air.