Year of the Monkey, Month of the Horse

The Main God Codex—something written by the Main God themselves!

The right of final interpretation naturally belongs to the Main God!

This made Tang Chuan somewhat delighted. Other main universe beings or civilizations that violated the Main God Codex and recklessly abused forbidden weapons would inevitably face severe punishment.

The Main God Codex showed no mercy; once violated, it would deliver a Dimensional Reduction Strike, no matter which dimension or timeline the offender was in, they could not escape the supreme codex's judgment.

But he himself was the Main God!

What could the Main God Codex do to him?

It couldn't possibly turn against its own creator!

The Main God themselves existed above all things, beyond anyone's judgment—not even other Main Gods could do so.

No matter how great the taboo violated, as long as it didn't shake the core interests of other Main Gods, even the boundless Universal Rules could only turn a blind eye.

They had no way to punish them.

Of course, this didn't mean Tang Chuan could do whatever he pleased.

First, he was currently a weakling, not even qualified to violate supreme taboos.

Second, he couldn't recklessly abuse his identity as a Main God. Once or twice might pass, but repeated actions would naturally draw the attention and suspicion of other Main Gods, which would be extremely unfavorable for Tang Chuan's situation.

However, occasionally leveraging his supreme identity a little to enjoy some privileges wasn't out of the question...

Not just himself, the information in his mind told Tang Chuan that almost every one of the Ten Supreme Deities, over endless ages, would occasionally make small tweaks to the Main God Codex.

For instance, having their subordinates help accomplish a task, but that task might violate a certain clause of the Main God Codex, triggering its Dimensional Reduction Strike.

At such times, as long as the clause wasn't too severe, the Main God, for convenience, would secretly modify the codex...

Yes, once the subordinate got the job done, they'd quietly change it back.

Could the actions of a Main God be called reckless?

Don't joke, friend—the actions of a Main God were the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, absolutely correct established rules, not to be questioned!

Those who questioned were heretics!

They were to be cast into the Chaos Storm!

And the Main Gods naturally knew about their peers' occasional little tricks.

But as long as it wasn't too serious, they wouldn't call it out, because—after all—they did it themselves too!

They just tacitly understood each other.

Tang Chuan collected his thoughts and smiled: "You're right, Quintessa. The Main God is supreme and indestructible, above all things, so naturally they cannot be judged by the codex they created."

He had nothing to hide from Quintessa. From her birth to her destruction, she could only be loyal to him alone.

Unless someone else's divine attribute surpassed his own, they might be able to alter the attribute of "absolute loyalty" he had imposed on Quintessa.

And that was, of course, impossible. So no matter what, even facing annihilation, Quintessa could never reveal his secrets.

In a sense, she was merely an extension of his own thoughts. Altering Quintessa's mind would be equivalent to altering his own mind, and in turn, altering the Main God's mind.

Nothing could achieve that—yes, this was also one of the highest taboo clauses written into the Main God Codex.

Hearing this, Quintessa also smiled and said: "Then, Master, our room for maneuvering is truly limitless."

Tang Chuan waved his hand: "It's best not to think about tampering with the codex lightly; special circumstances are another matter. By the way, you said humans in the main universe mostly look like the aliens I imagine—bizarre and varied. So, is there a low-level civilization planet with a genetic sequence and thought pattern extremely similar to mine?"

Quintessa replied: "I checked. There is, but it's very far from us, and even the lowest civilization level is a Seventh-level civilization. I don't recommend you explore it for now."

Tang Chuan was silent for a moment, then said: "What I truly long for is still returning to Azure Star. Quintessa, tell me, is there a way back?"

Quintessa hesitated: "Naturally, there is. Currently, there are two feasible methods for the Main God to return. One is to seek help from the 'God of Truth and Order'—yes, your round friend.

The other method is for you, Master, to grow strong quickly. As long as you are powerful enough, you can naturally traverse the boundless universe and resonate with the origin of your bloodline. At that point, there will be countless ways for you to return to your homeland immediately."

Tang Chuan felt regret and shook his head: "Let's discard the first method. In that round one's mind, no matter how weak I am, I couldn't forget where home is. Even if this incarnation of mine is so mortal, my other divine incarnations could instantly teleport me back.

That would arouse his suspicion. The round one... he's truly affable, but I know deep down that this affability is directed at the true God of Calamity and Terror.

Perhaps I can now be called a true Main God, since the Main God Core is the true testament to the Main God's identity, not memories!

But I dare not gamble. What if, in his anger, the round one erases me?

So, let's talk about the second method. Quintessa, to what level must my life form ascend to connect with the infinite universe and resonate with the bloodline origin of this body?"

Quintessa hesitated: "There's no fixed answer. It depends on each powerful being's inherent attributes. Some beings, not considered strong under the main universe's worldview, can easily achieve this through bloodline talent. Others can only do so after becoming a deity.

If I must give you an answer, Master, then around the 'Demigod' level, you would likely be able to resonate with the universe where Azure Star resides."

Tang Chuan frowned: "Demigod? What level is that? Give me a panel outlining the life level divisions of the main universe."

"Understood."

Before the words faded, a solid holographic panel popped up in front of Tang Chuan.

On it were densely packed data, stretching endlessly, all titles for the life levels of the main universe.

Tang Chuan swiped his hand again and again, but still couldn't see the bottom. He said with a headache: "Quintessa, how many level divisions are there for beings in the main universe?"

Quintessa paused: "This is a comprehensive dataset I compiled from big data analysis, integrating the level divisions of several first-level civilizations."

"There are approximately 35,621 biological tiers within the Main Universe, and each tier transition grants the organism itself a supernatural enhancement."

Tang Chuan was dumbfounded.

Over thirty thousand tiers and realms?!

And a Demigod—that title alone didn't sound like something a living being could achieve easily.

Wouldn't I have to grind until the Year of the Monkey and Month of the Horse for that?