The dream spirits’ hot air balloon drifted through the sea of clouds, gradually approaching the sea surface.
On board were God’s ssenger Hila and the Mother of Life Shelly, who had slipped out through a crack in the gates of God’s realm to enter the mortal world.
On both sides of the Deep Sea Abyss, there were nurous villages and mines of the People of the Abyss.
In the distance, there was even an artificial island, an important city of the Abyss Kingdom and a crucial production site for various ores.
“It has changed so much!” Hila, the dream spirit, exclaid in amazent.
The last ti she had been here, it was completely silent. Now it had beco the world of the People of the Abyss.
The hot air balloon descended onto the sea surface under the moonlight. The balloon imdiately contracted, retracting into the small boat.
The boat then plunged into the depths of the sea.
The dream spirit’s domain power enveloped the small boat, making it seem to traverse between dreams and reality.
It flickered in and out of existence, steadily descending towards the depths of the Deep Sea Abyss.
“Woo woo woo!”
Shelly ran back and forth inside the small boat, holding her Mother Conch of All Things. Although it could no longer sound, she still mimicked the conch’s sound with her mouth.
At first, they could see many traces left by the People of the Abyss.
For example, excavated openings or so abandoned items.
As they descended deeper, these signs of life faded away entirely.
In the dark, oppressive underwater world, nothing but seawater was visible.
Finally, in the supernatural perception’s field of view, strange chimneys stood erect on the distant seabed, continuously emitting what looked like black smoke but was actually liquid.
Hila knew they had reached their destination. “We’re here!” she announced. “The City of Beasts.”
Shelly made an excited sound as she spotted so of her old toys appearing in the distance.
The city was built with giant stones, and outside the city were seven great mountains, protecting this city.
At the core of the city was a giant Eye of Mutation, occasionally bursting forth with a wave of light, and then the power of the beasts would strengthen a bit.
The last ti Hila ca, these beasts were still inside the underwater city. Now they had co outside.
This underwater City of Beasts could no longer contain them.
“They’ve grown so fast!”
This also indicated that Yin Shen’s strategy of using the Eye of Mutation to cultivate monsters and increase mythical blood was quite successful.
The beasts also sensed sothing and woke up one after another.
Their supre overlord, the origin of the bloodline power, had arrived.
Those “mountains” began to move with terrifying montum, facing their master, their god.
Hila, holding Shelly’s hand, walked out of the small boat and stood on top of it, with the dream domain protecting them from the outside.
Hila took out several dead eggs and dropped them from above.
The eggs, shielded by starlight, fell onto the beasts’ bodies, triggering an unexpectedly powerful reaction.
The flesh of these beasts continuously lted, transforming into a powerful force, that is, blood energy, constantly surging into these eggs.
The mountain-like beasts were thus absorbed into these tiny eggs.
Then, in the blink of an eye, the eggs cracked open.
One by one, extrely powerful monsters crawled out from inside, the aura on the beasts’ bodies changing from the first level of the Life Ability to the second level. They had mastered the mysteries of blood energy.
One by one, imprints flew out from the Mother Conch of All Things, striking these beasts respectively, corresponding to their forr identities.
An imprint with fla patterns, that was the forr Lava Monster.
The one with water wave imprints was the forr Sele Sea Spirit, the stone imprint was the Burrowing Demon Worm, the sand imprint was the Desert Worm, the intertwined wind and lightning imprint represented the Sky Beast, the black star was the forr Star of Death of the Selen family, and the moon imprint was the forr Moon Magic Fern of the Samo family.
Their power underwent a dramatic transformation, evolving to new heights.
They even began to affect the surrounding environnt, changing the terrain.
The Lava Monster gradually rged with the seabed, becoming a violent underwater volcano.
The Sele Sea Spirit, a tentacled monster with a helt, transford into a helt-shaped mountain, while smaller terrifying tentacled monsters erged from the mountain, patrolling around the underwater monster city.
The Desert Worm coiled around the city walls of the underwater monster city, the surrounding terrain constantly changing with its movents. Stones continuously gathered to form various buildings, making it look like a real inhabited city.
The Burrowing Demon Worm beca a mineral vein, simultaneously transforming the ground around the monster city into extrely solid Abyssal Magic Gold.
The Star of Death nestled beside the monster city, continuously emitting phosphorescence, its light carrying the aura of death.
The Moon Magic Fern regrew its spherical fruits, emitting light like a moon suspended above the monster city.
The Sky Beast enveloped the underwater monster city like a curtain, the dark seabed continuously flashing with bright lights, which was the power of lightning.
Even more terrifying was that these once chaotic and unclear beasts possessed intelligence for the first ti, although they had few emotions or feelings.
It was as if a group of underwater stones had suddenly gained consciousness. Beyond their instincts, they were at a loss for what to do.
But soon, the supre being at the source of their bloodline brought them orders.
On the small boat.
“Gurgle gurgle!”
Shelly waved the Mother Conch of All Things behind the cover of the dream domain, appearing to be waving hello at first glance.
But in the eyes of the beasts, it was like the Grim Reaper wielding a world-ending artifact.
They prostrated themselves on the ground, not daring to move.
Hila also said to them: “Guard this place well, and don’t leave, okay?”
It was from this mont on that the beasts no longer suppressed their bloodline intimidation and terrifying aura.
Or rather, after their transformation, even if they concealed their aura, the power emanating unconsciously from their minds and subconscious was affecting everything around them.
That unconscious pressure made all living beings who ventured into this underwater abyss want to flee in terror.
For instance, at this mont, in the villages above them, the People of the Abyss were waking up one by one from nightmares—
In the basent of the castle in God-Descended City.
Vivien raised her hand and completely drained the blood from a strange shrimp before her. She could feel the creature’s life force transforming into blood energy, stored in her heart.
Of course, this control over blood energy had its limits, which depended on the amount of mythical blood in one’s body.
Moreover, she had also mastered the power of the blood river belonging to Blood Plague Stuen.
One mont she transford into a small blood river, surging through this room and out into the alley outside.
The next mont, she returned to human form, even taking on the appearance of her forr Trilobite Man self. Then her arms changed into Wing Demon wings, fluttering in mid-air.
The form of the Scarlet Apostle could be said to be a manifestation of part of Blood Plague’s power.
Or rather, it was an extension of the life tool, God-Created Man.
For the first ti, Vivien felt herself to be incredibly powerful. This strength, unlike the ntal prowess of the Wisdom Ability, emanated from her very body.
“It’s remarkable,” she mused. “A power completely different from the Wisdom Ability.”
If the Wisdom Ability granted a sense of omnipotence, of controlling and manipulating everything,
Then the Life Ability gave one the feeling that they could devour and contain everything, that their life form was the most perfect and supre.
Anli, standing nearby, was also happy about her sister’s rebirth: “Of course it’s different.”
“Our power all originates from the First King Redlichia, while the source of the Life Ability is the Mother of Life and the King of Beasts, Shelly.”
The third-generation Sage of Truth, Vivien, finally familiarized herself with her power. The priests nearby put away the test scrolls for the Scarlet Apostle’s power.
“There are no problems. This is a perfectly stable life form.”
This also ant that the life template of the Life Ability, the Scarlet Apostle, had been conceptually fully realized.
anwhile, on a deeper level beneath the city,
An underground blood river ran through the entire God-Descended City. The blood-colored shadow monitored the entire God-Descended City through a network of alleys and waterways,
The blood river constantly underwent transformation, and a heart radiating mythical light appeared. The blood river continuously surged into it.
Unlike the brain of the Wisdom Ability and the robe of the Dream Ability, the mythical organ of the Life Ability was the heart.
As the blood-red radiance of this heart reached its peak, the blood river ca to a stop.
It wasn’t that it couldn’t fully rge, but that the remaining mythical blood could no longer undergo another round of transformation.
Just as the priests of the Temple of Truth had said.
To beco a fourth-level Ability user, a single Ruhe Seal would suffice.
If Blood Plague Stuen wanted to transform all the mythical blood in his body and directly ascend to a mythical form, he would need more Ruhe Seals.
Then, he would need to integrate these Ruhe Seals one by one into his body and bloodline, possessing more perfect life forms and power.
Blood Plague Stuen ca up from the lower level. Those above who were recording the Scarlet Apostle power experint imdiately stopped and looked towards Stuen.
Vivien asked, “So quickly?”
Stuen was unperturbed, his voice sowhat gruff.
“Vivien, it’s just condensing a mythical organ.”
He was originally created according to a mythical template; it was only the transformation of the Life Ability that had affected his progress.
For Stuen, everything was simply a natural progression.
However, even at the fourth level, Stuen and ordinary fourth-level users were incomparable.
While both your power and theirs might have transford from water to ice, you’d be rely an ice cube, while they’d be an iceberg, easily able to crush you to pieces.
Vivien ntioned another matter: “Everything has been arranged with the Abyss Kingdom. Deep Sea Knight Elena has agreed to help us search for traces of the Ruhe beasts.”
“At the sa ti, Yinsai and the Abyss Kingdom have ford an alliance to eliminate the Ghost Cult.”
The Abyss Kingdom had suffered a greater impact from the Ghost Cult than Yinsai, despite having only one High Priest of the Ghost Cult stationed there. In contrast, Yinsai faced greater challenges.
Not only was there the forr Sacred Mountain, now the lair of evil demons, but also two High Priests of the Ghost Cult constantly launching various conspiracies and incitents against Yinsai.
But in the Abyss Kingdom, there was only one fourth-level God’s Grace Priest, Elena.
Ten years ago, it was said that a fourth-level seed had appeared, but due to a leak of information, it was quickly killed in its infancy by the Ghost Cult, which deeply grieved Deep Sea Knight Elena.
In the vast ocean, the Ghost Cult had even split off a part of the Abyss Kingdom to establish a kingdom of abyss dwellers who believed in the “God of Knowledge.”
Here, countless abyss dwellers believed in the God of Knowledge.
They willingly turned into ghosts after old age to provide power for the God of Knowledge.
Deep Sea Knight Elena and the Abyss Kingdom were more worried and fearful of the threat of the “God of Knowledge.” When they heard the invitation for an alliance from the Temple’s Demon-Hunting Group, they were very welcoming of their arrival.
At this mont, Anli took out a letter: “The Deep Sea Knight has recently sent a letter saying she has so clues.”
Vivien smiled: “It looks like we’ll be able to set out soon, to see what the ocean is really like.”
Anli was also very excited: “It’s said that the capital of the Abyss Kingdom still retains so ruins of the ancient Yesael City. I’d like to pay my respects there as well.”
Blood Plague Stuen remained unmoved, his thoughts and goals fixed on that Sacred Mountain—
Sacred Mountain.
Xiao, the Divine Contract High Priest of the Ghost Cult, ascended the stairway to et the god, even though he hadn’t received a summons from the God of Knowledge.
He looked at the giant statues on both sides of the stairs, representing the first King of Wisdom Redlichia and the second King of Wisdom Yesael. Their colossal statues stood humbly on both sides of this great road, having endured countless years.
It was said that when King Yesael constructed this road, he hoped Yinsai God would descend upon it.
Unfortunately, Yinsai never descended, even until King Yesael’s death.
The Little Person in the Bottle sensed that soone had dared to ascend the Sacred Mountain, its domain.
The awakening of the mythical being stirred the winds and clouds.
The shadow of the God of Knowledge appeared behind the Sacred Mountain, gazing at Xiao on the stairs.
“Xiao.”
“My servant, twenty years ago you used the Truth High Priest to open the Door of Truth, seeking answers about the four-part secret technique of the God’s Grace Stone.”
“Did you think I was truly asleep, unaware of your intentions?”
Xiao: “Of course I knew you were always watching , and I also knew that the great God of Knowledge would surely grant
this.”
Little Person in the Bottle: “Why?”
Xiao: “Because you also want to see the answer, an answer different from Anhofus.”
Xiao’s mythical blood ca from the God of Knowledge. It could take away Xiao’s power with a single thought and was constantly monitoring this restless individual.
Xiao’s words rang true.
Xiao wanted to obtain the mythical path that Lan had ntioned, and the Little Person in the Bottle vaguely felt that perhaps the path Anhofus had chosen years ago was wrong.
It thought that perhaps Xiao’s experint could help it find the answer to escaping this bottle.
The mythical shadow stared intently at Xiao, bringing intense pressure, but Xiao remained motionless.
“What do you want to do?”
“Do you also want to beco a god, mortal?”
Xiao made no attempt to conceal his desire: “I want to obtain immortality.”
“I think I can not only beco your High Priest.”
“But also… beco your subordinate god.”
Xiao raised his head: “After all, Great God of Knowledge, doesn’t the path to immortality require soone to serve you?”
The Little Person in the Bottle’s admiration for Xiao was palpable. It was drawn to interesting individuals, and Xiao certainly fit the bill.
However, this admiration might not be filled with goodwill; it might just be treating Xiao as a plaything.
When you make it feel irritated or lose interest, it might destroy you without hesitation.
“Ambitious mortal, my restless Divine Contract High Priest.”
“You co to
now, have you found another answer to the mythical path of the Wisdom Ability?”
Xiao took out what he had brought.
A long scroll unfolded, revealing itself under the gaze of the Little Person in the Bottle.
As he unrolled it, he spoke.
Uttering words that were shocking.
“The perfect immortality of the Wisdom Ability does not exist, because the mythical form at the end of wisdom is a spirit body.”
“It is inherently flawed, needing to rely on a vessel.”
“And in this world, it may be impossible to ever find a truly suitable vessel for you to inhabit.”
Little Person in the Bottle: “What makes you say this? What evidence do you have?”
Xiao unfolded the first part of the scroll.
The image showed a triangle, with different patterns at each corner, representing the Trilobite Man, the Dream Spirit, and the Ruhe Beast.
“In this world, all Ability power originates from Yinsai God.”
“All power is a shadow projected down by this supre creator.”
“If we divide the Ability power that mortals received from Yinsai into three parts, the Wisdom Ability corresponds to God’s spirit, the Life Ability corresponds to God’s form, and the Dream Ability corresponds to God’s domain.”
“Then we, who have received the derivative power of God’s spirit, are inherently flawed.”
“We possess innate wisdom, innate spirit, and powerful ntal strength.”
“But we cannot possess God’s form and God’s domain. We are rely projections of God’s spirit.”
“Just as the beasts of the Life Ability are born without wisdom, even if they develop intelligence, they can never possess spiritual power like ntal strength.”
The Little Person in the Bottle pondered this, finding Xiao’s theory very interesting.
Xiao continued.
“We can only obtain perfect immortality and eternal power by acquiring God’s form and God’s domain, which are the powers of spirits and beasts.”
“But this is impossible. The Wisdom Ability cannot be compatible with the Life Ability and Dream Ability. This might be a limitation set by the creator for us, or perhaps this world cannot accommodate the complete power of Yinsai God.”
Xiao speculated: “I estimate, whether it’s the Life Ability or the Dream Ability, they are also flawed when entering the mythical path.”
The Little Person in the Bottle began to believe: “Is there no way to redy this?”
Xiao spread his hands. “Not in any way we can currently conceive,” he replied.
Xiao then unfolded the latter part of the scroll, which showed the four-part secret technique of the God’s Grace Stone, along with analysis and research on ascending to mythical status through plundering.
This revealed the path the Little Person in the Bottle had followed to attain its mythical status.
Moreover, when the Little Person in the Bottle initially granted the divine technique, it had concealed much of the content within the secret technique. Yet, Xiao had sohow managed to fill in the missing parts on his own.
The Little Person in the Bottle’s mood soured: “Are you prying into the secrets of a god?”
Xiao: “I am your servant. Everything I am is under your control, and all I do is in service to you.”
“I use your mythical bloodline, and even if I eventually beco mythical, I will still be under your constraint.”
The Little Person in the Bottle’s voice was cold. “Continue.”
Xiao explained the contents of the scroll in detail to the Little Person in the Bottle.
“Although plundered divine blood can quickly make one mythical, that part of the power will never truly beco one’s own.”
The Little Person in the Bottle utterly rejected this notion: “How can this power not be one’s own?”
“Are you saying that my power, your master’s power, is false?”
Xiao calmly replied: “The God’s Grace Stone divides the power of the Wisdom Ability into four types: spirituality, wisdom, desire, and knowledge.”
“But the most crucial aspect, the source of all wisdom power, is spirituality.”
“Spirituality is the foundation of immortality.”
Xiao didn’t elaborate on the subsequent situation, but the Little Person in the Bottle already knew what Xiao wanted to say.
According to the inscription on the Divine Cup, the divine technique tool ‘Little Person in the Bottle’ possessed four powerful mythical abilities.
Ability 1: Incomplete Immortality, Ability 2: Bottle of Original Sin, Ability 3: Door of Truth, Ability 4: Equivalent Exchange.
These powers were actually extensions derived from the four-part division of the God’s Grace power.
Spirituality corresponded to incomplete immortality, wisdom evolved into the Door of Truth, desire evolved into the Light of Original Sin, and knowledge derived the power of Divine Contract, which was Equivalent Exchange.
The Little Person in the Bottle’s spirituality wasn’t strong; it was just that its spirituality was confined within the bottle, invisible and untouchable to ordinary people.
Its power ca more from the latter three.
And its immortality, the power derived from its own spirituality, was extrely fragile.
Once its form left the bottle, it would imdiately dissipate.
Moreover, as the Little Person in the Bottle continuously plundered power, it only increased the power of the Door of Truth, Light of Original Sin, and Divine Contract, without any growth in its spirituality and immortality power.
It claid to be mythical, but in reality, it was more like a small person wielding mythical tools.
Perhaps this was why the Divine Cup viewed it as a divine technique tool rather than a true living being.
All the power it had been striving to plunder only increased the power of this divine technique tool, not its own spirituality.
After understanding all this, the Little Person in the Bottle fell into a rage.
“So from the beginning…”
“Anhofus’s path was wrong?”
After the Little Person in the Bottle cald down, Xiao continued.
“The path of plundering might increase power, but as a path to becoming mythical, it’s wrong.”
Then he sighed: “To truly perfectly seize another’s wisdom bloodline, perhaps only the Wisdom Ability’s divine artifact, the Crown of Wisdom, can accomplish that.”
“However, I believe his approach to the four-part division of the God’s Grace Stone’s power is correct.”
“Dividing the fourth-level God’s Grace power into four parts – spirituality, wisdom, desire, and knowledge – is also an important step on the correct mythical path of the Wisdom Ability.”
Finally, Xiao fully unrolled the scroll in his hand.
It depicted a shape like a flower or a tree, or perhaps a path.
Xiao bowed to the Little Person in the Bottle: “Look! This is my achievent.”
Xiao was sowhat feverish: “This is my deduction of the correct mythical path for the Wisdom Ability.”
Xiao stepped forward, pointing to the images on the scroll and explaining to the Little Person in the Bottle.
“Spirituality is the foundation of everything.” Spirituality was the cornerstone and root system in the image.
“Wisdom is the derivative of spirituality, like the main trunk.” Wisdom was depicted as the main stem.
“Desire is the power naturally derived after life possesses wisdom, like the branches of the sun cup.” Desire was further divided into many types, spread across various corners of the image.
“Knowledge, which can also be called mory, is like the final blooming flower.” The types of knowledge and mory were further divided into a dazzling array of flowers and leaves.
“This is the growth path of every Wisdom Ability, and also the path to supre mythical status.”
A grand and mysterious image thus unfolded.
This was the supre secret of the Wisdom Ability.
Even the Little Person in the Bottle was completely imrsed in it, and Xiao, its creator, was also driven to frenzy by it.
“My mythical path divides each reincarnation into four steps.”
“Spirituality transforms into a seed for reincarnation, then wisdom, which is the power of the Ability, returns as the brain develops and grows.”
“The third step is the awakening of desire power.”
“The fourth step is the revival of all mories and knowledge.”
“At this point, it can be said to be completely successful.”
“Each reincarnation is a fundantal increase in spirituality. With repeated reincarnations, even mortals can beco mythical.”
Xiao spread his arms and took a deep breath.
Smiling at the Little Person in the Bottle, with the awe-inspiring image behind him.
“This is the path to mythical status, and can even be said to be the growth model for every Wisdom Ability life.”
The Little Person in the Bottle carefully examined this image, incorporating it into its knowledge repository.
According to this thod, it could be said to have found a way to break its constraints.
Although it still hadn’t found an immortal body.
But as long as it had a vessel, it could reincarnate again and again, an effect not much different from immortality.
More importantly, it would no longer be bound by this bottle in the future.
Its spirituality would no longer be as fragile as it was now, no longer fearing that soone might climb the Sacred Mountain and shatter the bottle, causing it to dissipate.
The Little Person in the Bottle looked at Xiao with malicious intent.
“Oh,” it said softly. “My servant, it seems you’re ready for reincarnation.”
It planned to use Xiao as a test subject for this mythical path, to see if there were any hidden dangers or loopholes in the thod Xiao had described.
But Xiao spoke up: “Great God of Knowledge! If I fail, there will be no one left to modify and perfect the plan for you.”
The Little Person in the Bottle fell into deep thought.
Indeed, it couldn’t let Xiao beco the test subject yet.
If there were any imperfections, it would still need him to make adjustnts.
The Little Person in the Bottle claid to have mastered all the knowledge in this world, but it could only grasp existing knowledge. Creating new knowledge still required others.
Neither the Little Person in the Bottle nor Xiao was interested in becoming the first test subject for this mythical path. Just as they were pondering who would be suitable, the Little Person in the Bottle had a flash of inspiration.
It suddenly rembered soone, its most interesting toy.
“Hahaha!”
“Hahaha!”
“It’s him… it’s him…”
It burst into laughter, as if it had thought of an ingenious idea, or rather, an extrely interesting ga.
“Let Anhofus go, let him be the first test subject.”
“Let him taste the consequences of his own mistakes!”
The Little Person in the Bottle looked at Xiao: “Arrange his life… well.”
The word “well” was said with particular emphasis.
Xiao, being shrewd, imdiately grasped the Little Person in the Bottle’s wicked sense of humor.
In the garden of the Sky Temple.
The spirits of Anhofus and Princess Yeya were there, like two puppets on strings.
They remained still, only stirring when significant changes occurred in their surroundings.
Saying things like:
“Ah! It’s raining!”
“Huh? Why am I here?”
Suddenly, the spirit of Anhofus standing at the garden gate disappeared.
Princess Yeya’s spirit stood up, wandering aimlessly through the Sky Temple again and again, but couldn’t find a trace of Anhofus.
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