C1547 Including You!

On the outskirts of the Martial Arts Practice Field, Yu Yuan, in his Dark Elfkind form, was conversing with Jiaang Miaojie and Yu Ying, their smiles unwavering. Yet, the spiritual connection to his true self within the grand hall remained unbroken.

This was true for all the iterations of him present in the field; regardless of their actions, they maintained an unobstructed link with their original form.

"You..." Jiaang Miaojie began, her teeth gleaming white, though she found herself at a loss for words.

Her gaze was filled with complexity as she observed Yu Yuan, who was chatting and laughing effortlessly. She pondered over his origins in the vast cosmos and how, despite his seemingly frail constitution, he had managed to overcome his inherent weaknesses. He had practiced the body refining secret arts of the Evil Sect and mastered the Spiritual Spell of the Ancient Desolate Sect, but how had he compensated for his natural shortcomings?

How could he split into so many distinct forms that felt far from illusory?

If these forms were not mere phantoms but actual, flesh-and-blood manifestations of Yu Yuan...

Overwhelmed, Jiaang Miaojie's thoughts halted. Yu Yuan's display of wonder was beyond her comprehension. She had never encountered or even heard of anyone among humanity capable of such transformations.

In the vast expanse of space, it seemed only the Great Demon God of the Blood Devil Clan possessed such mystical abilities. Yet even the Great Demon God, Grec, could not, like Yu Yuan, divide into separate entities, each with its own consciousness, capable of independent thought and judgment.

"Yu Yuan, how is your Yang God so extraordinary?" Yu Ying asked, her curiosity getting the better of her after a moment of bewilderment.

"I once used the Giant Beast Amber from the Chaos Roc to forge a Life Altar within myself," Yu Yuan explained. "This Life Altar, though crafted later in life, shares the same incredible properties as that of the innate one within the Great Demon God Grec."

The secret was out; powerhouses from beyond, like Beru and Mia, were already in the know.

In contrast, within the inner realms, only a select few were privy to this information, with only those close to him in the Divine Soul Sect being fully aware.

Now, with nothing left to conceal, Yu Yuan openly shared the truth.

Back then, for reasons that everyone is aware of, I was compelled to leave the Fallen Moon Forbidden Area. Before my departure, the Life Altar within me had already absorbed the blood essence of various tribes, triggering a profound transformation.

The Blood God Cult provided substantial assistance as well. Once I broke free into the heavens, I continued to refine more tribal blood essences into my Life Altar. During a resurrection ritual prepared by the Great Demon God Grec for himself, I even managed to acquire a shard of his blood crystal.

Then...

Yu Yuan flashed a sly grin. "My Yang God was crafted from that very Life Altar. The blood essence of each tribe that I had melded into it contained the exquisite mysteries of their blood. Once I mastered and assimilated these secrets, my Yang God could take on the form of any member from those tribes."

As you've all witnessed.

There stood Yu Yuan in the form of a Heaven Shaking Ape, an Asura Clan member, a Silver Scale Clan warrior, and even as a human resembling Dark Elfkind, all conversing among themselves. In the Martial Arts Practice Grounds, there were no fewer than nine incarnations of Yu Yuan, each embodying a different tribe, coursing with distinct vital energies.

Tan Yuan, who had remained quiet for quite some time, finally spoke up, "The part of you that separated must have lost some strength, right? But then, how can this separated part still outmatch Hua Xin?"

Yu Yuan cleared his throat before explaining, "The blood energy within my Yang God is several dozen times that of Hua Xin's. Therefore, even a fraction of myself can overwhelm Hua Xin with difficulty."

"Dozens of times?" Tan Yuan was taken aback.

"Yes," Yu Yuan confirmed with a nod. "In fact, the power of my Yang God has long since eclipsed that of my physical form. Without using any artifacts, my true self would stand no chance against my Yang God. To give you an idea, Senior Zhongli from your sect is among the most vigorous in terms of blood energy within our human race."

The mention of Zhongli caused Tan Yuan and Yu Ying to look somewhat uneasy. After all, it was this new master of the Ancient Desolate Sect who had instructed Tan Yuan to pass the Void True Spell to Hua Xin.

"However, if we were to compare Senior Zhongli's blood energy to that of the Demon Kings from the Demon Palace, it would still fall short. His true prowess lies not just in his potent blood energy but also in his spiritual power, and his soul is far from weak."

The Ancient Desolate Sect emphasizes physical prowess and the power of blood energy, yet they haven't neglected the development of spiritual power and soul strength.

The Desolate True Spell of the Ancient Desolate Realm signifies that the soul and blood energy must be unified to unleash their boundless potential.

Thus, practitioners of the Ancient Desolate Sect possess exceptionally potent blood energy, which surpasses the capabilities of spiritual and soul energies.

But...

He hesitated briefly, unconcerned about discouraging Tan Yuan or Jiaang Miaojie, who was close by.

"When it comes to the overwhelming force of blood energy, no one among the vast Human Clan can hold a candle to me. My claim is not born of arrogance. Even if Senior Zhongli were to wield the Desolate True Spell of the Ancient Desolate Realm himself, he would be no match for my Yang God form," Yu Yuan declared.

At his words, Tan Yuan and Yu Ying at his side were left speechless.

The cultivators of the Divine Soul Sect and the native spectators of the Vast Expanse fell into a hushed silence.

The various incarnations of Yu Yuan that had split from his main body were a testament to the truth of his statement.

In the martial arts arena, all the other Yu Yuans ceased their movements, except for the one in the guise of the Silver Scale Clan, who continued to battle Hwa Xin.

Hwa Xin was clearly outmatched by Yu Yuan and was forced to adopt a defensive stance.

Yu Yuan, bearing the natural armor of the Silver Scale Clan, easily shattered Hwa Xin's "Desolate True Spell of the Ancient Desolate Realm." He swiftly closed the distance and engaged Hwa Xin in close combat.

As Hwa Xin's strikes met his opponent, blood and flesh flew, leaving him in a battered state.

At that moment, Yu Yuan, who had been conversing with Tan Yuan, suddenly appeared somewhat embarrassed.

Because...

In a distant hall, the imposing Oracle Divine King finally spoke for the first time since his true form had arrived.

"What about me?"

The Oracle Divine King's bushy eyebrows knitted together as he set aside his cutlery, pressed his palms against the table, and slowly rose to his full height.

The Ruins Divine King within the hall, along with Reid, the High Priest who had paused his departure, and the Ghost King, Tianzang, all maintained their silence.

It seemed they too were eager to know the answer.

"In the realm of sensing and judging blood energy, I doubt there are many who can match me," Yu Yuan stated calmly, a smile gracing his face as he regarded the visibly displeased Oracle Divine King. "Considering the sheer magnitude of blood energy, no human I've encountered thus far has managed to exceed my own prowess."

"That includes you, Lord Oracle."

His tone was neither overbearing nor submissive, presenting what appeared to be a simple, understandable fact, devoid of any hint of boastfulness.

Tianqi let out a cold huff, poised to rise from his seat.

"Given that your Yang God form harbors the essence of life itself, I'm not at all taken aback by the immensity of your blood energy," Reid, the High Priest of the Devaputra Race, interjected. "Indeed, the force of life is remarkable, serving as the essential core energy for the creation of new spirits."

"Well, it's time for me to depart."

Having witnessed what he came for, the High Priest showed no interest in the minor squabble between Tianqi and Yu Yuan. "Yuv Qian, would you escort me out?"

"Certainly."

Acknowledging Guixu's nod, the Ghost King Tianzang discreetly stepped aside and began to slowly open the grand doors of the hall.

Reid, shrouded in his black cloak, made his way toward the exit. The twin purple flames of demonic fire within his cloak gradually extinguished.

Upon reaching Tianzang's side, the Ghost King, also of the Outland Devaputra lineage, enshrouded himself in the same black cloak.

It was as though Reid had merged into Tianzang's very form.

Tianzang, now bearing Reid's presence, offered a respectful bow to Yu Yuan, Guixu, and Tianqi inside the hall before departing.

As he emerged, Yan Qiling, who had been waiting diligently outside, promptly approached and took the lead.

He guided Reid toward the passage to the Realm, taking on the responsibility of escorting him to the Delude Devil Abyss.

"I've been pondering..." Reid's voice resonated deep within Tianzang's soul, "I wonder if our old patriarch, when he grows weary, might secretly descend upon a realm teeming with countless Devil Souls."

"A realm where humans, Asura, Dark Elfkind, and the mighty Great Demons coexist..."

"The ancient chieftain's Devil Soul, now clinging to the minds of beings in this realm, manipulates their every move. Might he suddenly uncover that, despite their varied races and lineages, their diverse thoughts and consciousness, their souls ultimately converge upon a single individual?"

"Ha!" Deep within Tianzang's soul, Reid let out a bizarre chuckle, evidently tickled by the scenario he had conjured up in his mind. "I bet that would be quite the spectacle!"

"Keep in mind, that fellow's physique was nothing compared to the Divine Kings of today, tens of thousands of years ago. The practitioners from the Divine Soul Sect and the three upper sects didn't differ much in their spiritual practices, and they all underestimated the importance of forging their physical forms."

"He was aware of this, hence the philosophy he left behind ensured that the new generation of the Divine Soul Sect also possessed formidable physical strength, effectively rectifying this sole deficiency."

"And now, he has even infused the essence of his life force into the Yang God."

"He's flawless now," Reid murmured with a soft sigh.

"You... you knew all this?" Tianzang asked, astounded.

"What else could it be? What do you think Taishi used to persuade the old patriarch?" Reid's soft laughter filled the air as he spoke leisurely, "His radical hypotheses, those inconceivable notions he proposed, they all required his presence."

"Without knowing he was still among us, why would the old patriarch agree to partake in the project to forge a new expanse?"

"Do you honestly believe that the likes of Guixu, Tianqi, and the other successors could sway the old patriarch on their own?"

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