Young Heroes, Set Out!

Nearby, several blacksmiths outside the recording studio were chatting:

"Why is it called Spirit of the Storm?"

"You don't understand. It flashes across the entire map, leaving afterimages. It looks a lot like an old friend of mine named Blue Cat."

"Dual Spiritual Root, and incomplete at that. It obviously won't live long!"

"There's nothing we can do. We haven't successfully created the perfect divine beast with Yin-Yang spiritual root, and Five Elements Spiritual Root is even harder. It can't be synthesized!"

"I have a feeling this divine beast won't live long."

Food God listened to them and explained, "It has already taken shape. Killing it will produce Ember. Awaken it and reshape its life, and it will become a true member of the divine beast race."

The experienced card-drawing synthesisers began discussing it.

"That flash from Nine Continents and Four Seas, leaving behind a mine-like clone—it's way too unfair. If all the divine beasts in the future are like this, how are we supposed to play?" Labi Xiaoxin said.

"This is a version where Immortal Gods fight each other. Will the game's data collapse from all our outrageous tricks?" Nine Years Old No Bedwetting pondered, feeling that the possibility was quite high.

After all, there had been plenty of examples of idiot players playing a game until it crashed and broke.

"You're overthinking it. This divine beast will die young for now. Its bloodline is incomplete, so it can't reproduce at all. Once it becomes a normal race, its fertility will certainly be extremely low as well. Just look at the Four Great Divine Beasts."

Human God's Fury thought for a moment before explaining, "The market price for a Spirit Farmer to cultivate a Heavenly Spiritual Root is tens of millions. For divine beasts to give birth to descendants