"You wait here."
Zhang Rongfang spread his bat-like wings behind him, flapping them upward, soaring into the sky.
In the darkness, he transformed into a red streak, rushing hundreds of meters up in an instant, soon entering the cloud layer.
Crack.
A bolt of lightning roared as it was attracted to him, but it was automatically blocked by the blood mist surrounding him.
Some of the blood mist scattered, but Zhang Rongfang paid no attention and continued to charge upward.
Passing through the black storm clouds, the surroundings suddenly opened up and became exceptionally quiet.
Bathing in the soft blue aura of the magnetic field, he did not pause, flapped his wings again, and ascended.
Then came the intermediate layer, followed by the black, writhing night sky.
The night sky was still the same as before, seemingly unchanged.
But as Zhang Rongfang looked up carefully, it was obvious that the gap between the night sky and the intermediate layer had significantly shrunk.
’The night sky essentially protects the shell of the interactive world. To legally pass through, the best way is to become a deity hosting a spiritual line. But my relationship with the spiritual line is like water and fire... if I want to safely exit, I fear I’ll need to think of another method.’
He closed his eyes briefly and opened the attributes panel.
Now, beneath the bloodline of the Blood Race Ancestor, there was an additional bloodline of the Ultimate Being.
’Ultimate Being—Innate mighty strength, steel-like skin, super regeneration, psychic control over life, gene simulation, thought reinforcement, integration of spirit and flesh, life enhancement, eternal type, mental barrier, information lock, rapid reaction, energy absorption, life transformation, ultimate origin.’
This bloodline does not greatly enhance strength, but its adaptability to the outside world is truly maxed out, and it significantly reduces the speed and time needed for adaptation.
Three days ago, he completed the integration of the entire bloodline.
Completed the final trait, Ultimate Origin.
And the life value increased by 1000 points.
Due to intermittent soaking in the Blood Pool, he gained nearly four hundred points of usable attributes.
Having prepared to this extent, one could say he’d done everything possible.
’Shall we give it a try?’
Suddenly a thought surged into his mind.
Without hesitation, Zhang Rongfang left behind a piece of flesh and flew straight towards the night sky.
Approaching the night sky, his appearance began to change rapidly.
The skin all over his body started turning gray-white like rock.
This was simulating the lifeless state of a statue.
The rapid reaction capability allowed him to complete a thorough genetic transformation in an extremely short time.
The energy absorption ability allowed him to perfectly absorb and condense all his abilities.
The mental barrier allowed all his consciousness and spiritual fluctuations to lower to the extreme.
But the life transformation ability was what truly enabled him to break through his limits.
This talent allowed him to transform freely between life and non-life.
It broke the limits of gene simulation.
As the distance continued to close, Zhang Rongfang had completely turned into a statue.
The night sky remained unchanged, writhing as freely as before.
Ten meters.
Five meters.
One meter.
Thud.
Zhang Rongfang’s body hit the night sky and bounced back.
The writhing black lines did not attack, did not open a road, but completely ignored him.
"Still doesn’t work?" Zhang Rongfang quickly reverted from the statue state.
Blood cloud surrounded him, keeping him aloft in the sky.
’Okay, how about this?’
He raised his right arm, severed it at the elbow, and split it into dozens of small pieces.
Simultaneously, the life transformation ability unfolded.
All dozens of pieces of flesh and bone automatically transformed into different types of material.
Gold, silver, copper, iron, wood, and all other materials he knew and had touched were evolved at this moment.
Dozens of small pieces changed into different colors, flying toward the night sky.
He was trying to see if the black spiritual lines truly only allowed deities through.
In an instant, the raindrop-like pieces continually collided with the surface of the night sky, and were bounced back without any reaction.
"Still doesn’t work....."
Zhang Rongfang recalled Moon God’s words back then.
Must one convert into a deity to enter and exit the night sky?
He still couldn’t understand the structure of the spiritual lines, so he had no way to transform into a deity of the spiritual line structure.
Such a suspicious thing, letting it parasitize his body was something he could never accept.
’Actually, there’s another way.’ White Scale’s voice suddenly sounded in his ear.
’You’ve come? What’s the method?’ Zhang Rongfang withdrew the divided flesh and gazed at the night sky.
’During the time you’ve been in seclusion, I have gathered all willing deities, pooled our thoughts, and we’ve come up with many ideas.
One key point, since the celestial light strengthened, causing the night sky to sink, then internally, what was supporting the night sky beforehand?’ White Scale was evidently much smarter than before.
’Do you have the answer?’ Zhang Rongfang asked.
’Yes. After three years of investigation, we have initially determined that the root of the night sky’s power is actually the number and quality of the creatures living within it.’ White Scale replied.
’How did you determine that?’ Zhang Rongfang frowned.
’Recently, with our manipulation, the Great Spirit has waged war everywhere, conquering many national regions.
While our territory is expanding, the number of casualties is actually increasing rapidly.
And this increase in speed has very similar fluctuations to the changes in the celestial phenomena.
That means... if the month with the highest number of deaths is that month, then the celestial phenomena descends the fastest in that month.
The connection between the two is very close.’ White Scale’s words were clear and precise.
’You couldn’t have figured this out on your own, could you?’ Zhang Rongfang reacted instantly.
’Uh... I have been learning continuously for the past three years....’ White Scale stammered immediately.
’Who did the calculations and comparisons? Let him come see me.’ Zhang Rongfang didn’t expect to find such talent here.
These seemingly simple comparisons actually require the collection of a large amount of data behind the scenes for calculations. They also require keen conjecture and intuition.
’.....Alright.’ White Scale didn’t expect to be caught so quickly and could only agree.
After taking a final look at the celestial phenomena, Zhang Rongfang turned around and returned.
This time, he did not return to the Human Immortal Temple, but went directly to the Great Capital of the Spirit Court.
Half an hour later.
Royal palace, Taiji Hall.
Zhang Rongfang sat on a golden high chair, tapping his finger.
Immediately, a silver light shot out from the brow of a statue on the right wall below, illuminating the ground.
Ssss....
A mist of clouds slowly rose, engulfing the entire Taiji Hall.
Deities cannot directly appear, so they must manifest through alternative means.
Amid the swirling white mist, the first to appear was the one-eyed woman in a white dress, White Scale.
As soon as she appeared, she quickly stood to the right side of Zhang Rongfang, her chin slightly raised, exuding the demeanor of a dependable right-hand person.
Subsequently, a figure slowly crawled out from the mist behind.
It was a seductive woman, human from the waist up, with a scarlet centipede body below.
Compared to White Scale’s ingenuousness, this woman’s upper body alone resembled a ripe peach, swaying with enchanting charm.
But coupled with the dense mass of centipede legs below, it instantly sends chills down one’s spine.
"Young lady Hongye, greetings to the Qiankun Imperial Tutor."
The woman stopped at the center of the hall and bowed respectfully to Zhang Rongfang.
She knew very well that the person before her was the true ruler of Great Spirit.
With a mere gesture, blood clouds filled the sky, blocking out the sun, rendering even the Moon God at their peak helpless against him!
"Hongye....? You were the one who calculated the comparisons between celestial phenomena and human lives?" Zhang Rongfang asked.
"Indeed. I am a close friend of White Scale, and since she lacks expertise in this field, I have taken over on her behalf." Hongye smiled in reply.
"I’ve done a lot of work too! For example, many of the comparisons are the result of my own investigations!" White Scale hurriedly interjected, indicating she had contributed significantly.
Isn’t that merely manual labor?
Zhang Rongfang felt speechless internally.
He ignored the fool and pondered for a moment.
"Then if I want to stop the descent of the celestial phenomenon, do you have any suggestions?"
"Based on my overall calculations, the celestial phenomenon relies on the stalemate and confrontation between two forces to remain stable.
The lower area, our interaction zone, is determined by the quantity and quality of life, which influence the outward expansion force.
And the force above, naturally, is the celestial light.
So, we might attempt to increase population reproduction, but....." Hongye paused.
"But what?"
"But it is too late, the Moon God has taken a significant amount of Spirit Flying Heaven accumulation, equivalent to removing much of the force supporting the outward expansion of the celestial phenomena. These are vast powers accumulated over hundreds of years by absorbing countless human brains.
This deficit is something we cannot replenish in a short time, so.... the descent of the celestial phenomena, I fear we cannot prevent."
"Cannot prevent....." Zhang Rongfang’s expression darkened. "Then what about the Celestial Lighter? Do you know why the Celestial Lighter can survive within the celestial light?"
"Only naturally resilient individuals can possibly survive within the celestial light." Hongye replied.
"Naturally resilient...." Zhang Rongfang fell silent for a moment. "If that is the case..... what if I convert the entire world’s populace into my disciples?"
Hongye and White Scale’s pupils slightly constricted.
Convert the entire world’s populace into disciples?
The so-called disciples are nothing but a euphemism for Bloodline, in essence, converting into Human Immortal Dao Bloodline.
"Can Bloodline withstand the celestial light?" Zhang Rongfang leaned forward slightly, with his dark-red eyes subtly exuding immense pressure, staring at Hongye.
Hongye’s delicate body stiffened, struggling to suppress the impulse to retreat.
"I.... I don’t know!" she replied through gritted teeth.
How many people are there in Great Spirit? All converted into Bloodline....
Is he planning to completely transform into a Bloodline Empire!?
Hongye and White Scale were both stunned by Zhang Rongfang’s idea.
"Then notify a few with White Scale." Zhang Rongfang instructed. "From today on, you and she will serve as my right and left hands. Any objections?"
"It is my honor!" Hongye bowed her head, her complexion slightly pale.
"Go on." Zhang Rongfang waved dismissively.
The transformation into a Bloodline Empire wasn’t a spur-of-the-moment thought but a long-standing plan.
After all, compared to ordinary people, the innate regenerative abilities of Bloodline significantly enhance survival capabilities.
Might as well give it a try; if it doesn’t work, use the backup plan to break through the celestial phenomenon as the primary goal.
As long as he could escape first, the ultimate power of the ultimate creature would allow him to rapidly adapt to any environment he encounters.
Zhang Rongfang watched Hongye and White Scale depart, his gaze sweeping over the traits and talents section in his attribute bar.
’Ultimate Protoform: Devours entities you kill to acquire their powers, traits, memories, experiences, skills, etc., with minimal loss. (Note: This ability has no upper limit, excessive memory amalgamation may lead to self-fragmentation incidents)’