Lu Jun Comprehends the Incarnation Art!

Lu Jun's words were like a stone cast into stagnant water, instantly shattering the silence within the hall.

Ancestor Minghe's scarlet eyes suddenly constricted, and an icy, bone-piercing killing intent nearly burst from his body!

Mosquito Daoist!

That anomaly of the Blood Sea was an everlasting thorn in his heart!

It was irrefutable proof that his "uniqueness of the Blood Sea" had been broken!

It was also the greatest humiliation of Ancestor Minghe's failure to fully control the Blood Sea's origin!

Tai Yi and Zhen Yuanzi were likewise shaken to the core, instantly grasping the implication behind Lu Jun's words!

That was right!

How vast was the Blood Sea?

Though Minghe claimed to have divided himself into Four Hundred and Eighty Million Blood God Sons—

how could the filthy origin contained within the Blood Sea itself possibly be completely covered and thoroughly assimilated by a mere Four Hundred and Eighty Million Blood God Sons?

When the Blood Lake had expanded madly, before Minghe had time to imprint his divided origin into every inch of newly formed tainted blood—

those untamed, most primordial, most violent, most filthy origins of the Blood Sea—

through some fortuitous coincidence, had independently given birth to a terrifying being—Mosquito Daoist!

It was born from the Blood Sea, yet it had not been created by Minghe!

It was beyond Minghe's control; indeed, its very existence was a natural provocation against Minghe's authority as the "sole master of the Blood Sea"!

Even more terrifyingly, Mosquito Daoist had been born from the core of the most primordial and undomesticated Blood Sea origin.

Its ferocity, its greed, its instinct to devour all things—compared to Minghe, the master who had later painstakingly "claimed" the Blood Sea—

were likely even closer to the Blood Sea's primordial nature: utterly yin, utterly evil, utterly foul, utterly defiled!

That was power that truly belonged to the source of filth in the Prehistoric World!

Ancestor Minghe's expression darkened until it seemed blood might drip from his face, yet he forcibly suppressed the surging killing intent.

Now was not the time to settle matters with Mosquito Daoist.

His gaze swept over Tai Yi and Zhen Yuanzi before settling on Lu Jun. "So, do you understand now?"

"If one wishes to imitate me, Minghe—to follow the Path of Incarnating Billions and parasitize a place of origin, thereby obtaining a certain form of 'indestructibility'—what is the essential prerequisite?"

He answered his own question, each word striking into their hearts:

"You need a place of origin that continuously grows and continuously expands!"

"And you must possess an almost obsessive will, willing to tear apart your own origin time and again in order to imprint it into every inch of newly born origin."

"To 'claim' it, to 'tame' it, until the entire place of origin ultimately becomes the vessel for your incarnations!"

The words were like a draught that cleared their heads!

Light of realization instantly burst from Tai Yi and Zhen Yuanzi's eyes, and all their earlier confusion suddenly dissolved!

"So that's how it is!" Tai Yi let out a long sigh, his tone filled with complicated emotions.

"No wonder... no wonder the countless great powers of the Prehistoric World possess such varied divine abilities, yet only you, Minghe, have taken the Path of Incarnating Billions to such an extreme!"

"It is not that their divine abilities fall short of yours, but rather... they simply cannot find, nor can they hold onto, such a place of origin—one that can continuously grow and is worth claiming at any cost!"

He looked beneath his feet, as though his gaze had pierced through the palace and beheld the Sun Star suspended high above the nine heavens, its radiance illuminating eternity.

"Since the Opening of Heaven and Earth, this Sun Star has indeed contained boundless mighty power, but the total amount of its origin has remained relatively fixed."

"It is not 'growing'; it is constantly burning itself, turning into light and heat to nourish the Prehistoric World."

"My Elder Brother Di Jun and I were born as its masters. Long ago, we became one with the Sun Star's origin, inseparable from it."

"Why would we need to divide our origins again to 'claim' it? There is simply no basis for such a thing!"

Zhen Yuanzi, too, shook his head with a bitter smile, gently stroking the Book of the Earth in his hands as light flowed across it.

"The land of the Prehistoric World has indeed slowly grown and expanded through countless Cataclysmic Tribulations, bolstered by the will of Great God Pangu."

"But such growth is the mighty power of Heaven and Earth, not something I can control."

"With the Book of the Earth in hand, transformed from the earth membrane that was born alongside me, I am naturally connected to the earth veins of the Prehistoric World. I can sort the earth qi and stabilize Heaven and Earth."

"Wherever the earth veins extend lies within the Book of the Earth's perception."

"My origin has long been intimately bound to the Book of the Earth and this land. Why would I need to use Dao Friend Minghe's method of tearing apart my origin and forcibly imprinting it to claim it?"

"That would be abandoning the root to chase the branches!"

The two exchanged a glance, each seeing the other's sighing sentiment.

After establishing their Dao Fields, what did all living beings of the Prehistoric World seek but stable Dao Fields and abundant Spirit Energy to aid their cultivation?

Who would be like Minghe, harboring such a pathological possessiveness and desire for control over his own "home"?

Who would even endure the agony of tearing apart their origin billions upon billions of times and merging into filth, all to thoroughly stamp their own mark upon every newly arrived drop of tainted blood?

Wasn't Ancestral Dragon powerful?

But he had never imagined turning himself into a single dragon that incarnated into billions, monopolizing the Four Seas!

Rahula was powerful, wasn't he?

Yet even he had never fully occupied Mount Sumeru, much less the Western Lands.

Only Minghe had forcibly expanded from the Blood Lake, all the way to monopolizing the Blood Sea!

This was no simple matter of "protecting one's home." It was an instinct bordering on madness!

An extreme pursuit of "uniqueness" and "absolute control"!

It was precisely this obsession and madness carved into his very bones, coupled with the Blood Sea's uniquely blessed Characteristics—the ability to continuously "grow"—that had forged Minghe's terrifying innate divine ability: "Billions of Blood God Sons."

The tiny flame of hope that had just been kindled in Taiyi's heart swiftly dimmed, eventually turning into a heavy sigh.

"Alas... as expected, such a method relies far too heavily on the right time, the right place, and... one's own obsessive temperament. The weight carried by those two words, 'sheer luck,' is truly immense!"

He looked at Lu Jun, his eyes filled with deep regret and unwillingness.

"It seems that drawing upon this method to have Lu Jun take the Path of Incarnating Billions and lay the foundation of the Taiyi Dao... will not work."

From the very beginning, this path had been too narrow, too special—almost tailor-made for Minghe alone.

It could not be forced.

Zhen Yuanzi also shook his head slightly, feeling a trace of regret in his heart.

He had thought he might glimpse some of the profundity of the Path of Incarnating Billions, only to find that its foundation was so exacting.

As he looked at Minghe, he felt that the latter's frank disclosure this time had indeed eased the estrangement caused earlier by the matter of Hong Yun.

It had not been easy to make Minghe reveal such a core secret.

Together with Taiyi's favor, Zhen Yuanzi could be said to have gained quite a bit.

Minghe himself sat steady as a fisherman on his bank.

His greatest secret had already been laid bare. Though involving Mosquito Daoist was somewhat awkward, it did not matter much.

He had successfully made Taiyi and Zhen Yuanzi understand that this path was impassable, avoiding any resentment that might arise should Lu Jun force himself down a road he could not walk and fail.

At the same time, he had truly done Eastern Emperor Tai Yi a great favor.

For Minghe, this was a deal that guaranteed profit without loss.

Because of the conclusion that this path "would not work," the atmosphere in the hall once more sank into silence tinged with faint disappointment.

However, just when all three great powers believed the matter settled, and that the Path of Manifesting Billions of Avatars had become but Mirror Flower Water Moon for Lu Jun—

"Need a vessel that can keep growing?"

A calm voice carrying an unusual certainty rang out, breaking the silence.

It was Lu Jun who spoke.

He slowly raised his head. His Golden Eyes gleamed with a lucid light that saw through to the essence of things, as though they had pierced the layers of mist before him and beheld a truth incomprehensible to ordinary people.

The corners of his lips even curved into an exceedingly faint smile, one that nonetheless made hearts tremble.

As though the difficult problem that had troubled him for so long had finally found the key to its answer.

"So that's how it is..."

Lu Jun's gaze, almost tangible, fell upon Minghe, then Taiyi, and finally settled on Zhen Yuanzi.

His voice was clear and forceful, carrying the realization of sudden enlightenment.

"I understand."