Indeed, a powerful being capable of destroying countless multiverses in the lower realm would not succumb to suffocation from a lack of breathing. If not careful, even stepping on a poisonous insect or being bitten by a venomous snake could lead to death.
They would even need to sleep at regular intervals and could "fall ill."
Such a fate after transcendence would be enough to break even some of the most resolute supreme beings.
If they had known that life after transcendence would be so miserable, they might as well have enjoyed eternal life in the lower realm, ruling over infinite multiverses.
...
Dreamless sleep.
Fang Ming awoke from his slumber, pushed aside the large stone blocking the cave entrance, and continued his journey in the Divine Realm.
In the early morning, walking through the forest, he felt the warmth of the sunlight. Fang Ming took a deep breath of the fresh forest air.
He tried to gauge the extent of the forest and how long it would take to leave it by sensing the geology and certain components of the trees.
Before Fang Ming could truly ascertain the results.
Suddenly.
Fang Ming's ears twitched, and he heard movement in the distance.
"Someone?"
Fang Ming heard multiple footsteps. He immediately determined that it was not an animal, but people.
It was the sound of humans walking.
Not just one person.
But a large group of humans walking.
"At least thirty people."
After reaching this conclusion, Fang Ming weighed the pros and cons and decided to avoid contact, retreating silently.
He was no longer in a time when Fang Ming possessed powerful supernatural abilities.
Fang Ming was now a true mortal youth.
In such a vulnerable state, the best course of action was to be cautious.
Only with a cautious heart could one live long.
Never mind that Fang Ming possessed the peak killing techniques among mortals.
But who knew if this group of humans were ordinary civilians, a merchant caravan, or soldiers?
Ordinary civilians would be fine.
But if a fully armed group of ancient soldiers, equipped with armor, sabers, and bows and arrows, were to appear.
With swords and arrows flying, Fang Ming would inevitably be injured and it would be difficult to gain any significant advantage.
And this was assuming they were ancient soldiers.
In reality, Fang Ming had no idea what kind of civilization this Divine Realm possessed.
Given that Fumeng had mentioned that this Divine Realm had novels, TV series, and movies, Fang Ming strongly suspected that the Divine Realm possessed at least planetary-level technological capabilities.
If he went outside and encountered soldiers from a technological civilization wielding firearms, gauss weapons, or laser weapons.
Fang Ming, with his mortal body, would be unable to resist them.
Even if the scenario wasn't so extreme, in another sense, if a few of these thirty or so people were true transcendent beings.
Fang Ming would likely be unable to resist them either.
Technique was just technique, even billions of years of experience and technique were ultimately just technique.
When the hardware gap was small, one could still compete.
When the hardware gap was large, there was no need to compete at all.
You were just an ordinary mortal, and someone else could cause mountains to collapse and the earth to split with a wave of their hand.
Such a gap could not be bridged by technique.
No matter how powerful the technique, it was useless.
Fang Ming did not know if he would encounter such powerful beings, nor did he know if there would be such beings among the thirty-odd people.
But being prepared in advance would do no harm.
Fang Ming retreated silently.
But then, his face gradually darkened.
The sound of footsteps was still audible.
Even though he had actively moved away a considerable distance.
The sound of footsteps was still as loud as before, or even louder.
It did not get quieter.
Instead, it became louder.
And the direction—it was coming towards him!
These humans had discovered him.
Fang Ming had this realization in his heart.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for the footsteps to grow louder as he moved away.
How did they discover him?
Fang Ming carefully reviewed his actions and felt that he had made no mistakes.
Under normal circumstances, they should not have discovered him.
And now that they had discovered him, it could only be an abnormal situation... either high technology, or transcendent beings, or transcendent items.
One force can overcome ten skills.
Fang Ming's hardware was insufficient. No matter how high his technique or how decisive his decisions, he could not resist those transcendent items. If there was a powerful being whose divine sense swept a hundred or a thousand meters, no amount of hiding would be able to resist their divine sense scan.
"Since I cannot hide or escape, I can only see who the enemy is."
Fang Ming had already automatically judged that these people were definitely coming with malicious intent.
If before, hearing footsteps, it was still impossible to determine good or evil, anything was possible.
Now that Fang Ming wanted to retreat, the footsteps seemed to quicken, almost running towards him, the malicious intent was already obvious.
Fang Ming felt the malice.
Fang Ming finally knew who was coming.
One by one, young men who looked fierce and menacing, armed with long sabers, were approaching.
Behind them were cart after cart, with fences made of wire mesh on the carts, inside which were huddled bodies barely covered by clothing...
The people on the carts, both men and women, mostly had handsome features and were young, but their expressions were numb, and their eyes seemed to hold only despair, no hope.
Upon seeing Fang Ming's figure, the young men holding long sabers surged forward even faster, as if they had seen treasure.
"Cargo found."
"This forest is almost uninhabited, how can such beautiful cargo appear?"
"Judging by the fair skin on this young man's face and hands, and his luxurious clothes, he should be a young master of a wealthy family... will capturing him as a slave have any repercussions?"
"Don't worry about it, I'm short on cash lately. If it were an ordinary-looking person, considering his fine clothes and potential noble status, it wouldn't be worth the risk, but this one's quality is obvious to all, he's too valuable."
"For the sake of eating and drinking well in the future, don't worry about it."
These saber-wielding young men communicated as they surrounded Fang Ming.
And after hearing their words and seeing the people on the carts, Fang Ming understood who these people were.
"This is a slave-catching team composed of mountain bandits."
Fumeng jumped out again, providing narration.
"In the Divine Realm, although transcendent power exists, not everyone can embark on the path of transcendence."
"Many people lack talent, cultivation resources, or techniques, and can only live their lives as ordinary people."
"Therefore, in the Divine Realm, there are many mortals, accounting for over ninety percent of the population. Only a small portion of people can embark on the path of transcendence and become gods who can live forever in the Divine Realm. The number of transcendent beings is also extremely scarce."