Mythological Dharma Form, Deduce Cultivation System!

In the void, Randeng stood silently. A ripple of spatial fluctuation passed by, and Kunpeng appeared before him.

"Greetings, Daoist Brother."

"Daoist Brother, His Majesty requests your presence."

Seeing Kunpeng arrive, Randeng gave a slight bow and spoke with a smile.

There was no need for lengthy explanations, nor for the kind of intimidation Taiyi had once used when inviting him. The four words 'His Majesty requests your presence' alone were enough.

Because, by now, the Heavenly Court had shaken the entire Primordial Wilderness!

And Di Jun, in particular, had intimidated all directions, making every faction wary of him. He was an undisputed top-tier powerhouse of the Primordial Wilderness. To say his might was overwhelming would be no exaggeration at all. Under such circumstances, why would he need to waste any extra effort when inviting someone?

"His Majesty... Di Jun is looking for me?"

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Kunpeng's expression shifted. His eyelids couldn't help but twitch, and his gaze turned cautious.

"Fine!"

Without hesitating too long, Kunpeng took a deep breath and spoke in a deep voice.

The Heavenly Realm, Daluo Heaven.

Within the Heavenly Emperor Palace.

Di Jun, who had been dozing while deducing his subsequent arrangements and plans, slowly opened his eyes. The sound of footsteps rang out, and in a few breaths, Kunpeng crossed billions upon billions of kilometers, walking from outside the palace into the main hall.

"Kunpeng greets the Heavenly Emperor, Daoist Brother."

Seeing Di Jun's unfathomable eyes, it felt as if an invisible pressure enveloped his entire body, forcing Kunpeng to instinctively avert his gaze, lower his head, and call out loudly.

An Emperor—one who claims the title of Emperor by Heaven, who becomes Emperor through Heaven!

Since the end of the Purple Mansion battle, who in the Primordial Wilderness dared to speak Di Jun's name directly? Kunpeng would not, and even the Three Pure Ones would not commit such an offense.

"Daoist Brother, no need for such formality."

"I summoned you here this time, and you must have already guessed why. My Heavenly Court is currently in need of talent. Would Daoist Brother be interested in joining my Heavenly Court and taking up a post?"

Di Jun said with a smile.

Looking back at the original course of fate, whether Kunpeng fled out of cowardice during the third Sorcerer-Devil War, or whether he left the battlefield early due to arrangements by Di Jun and Taiyi, one thing was certain: Kunpeng's talent was extraordinary!

There was no doubt about this.

It must be known that the Demon Script was created by Kunpeng alone. Unlike human script, which contained no power, the Demon Script was derived from innate divine script. Each character held the power to suppress an entire realm. From this, one could imagine Kunpeng's brilliance—no further words were needed.

"Being invited by Your Majesty, Kunpeng is naturally overjoyed."

"Your subject greets Your Majesty. May Your Majesty endure for eternity, and may the Heavenly Court prosper forever."

Kunpeng's eyes flickered. Then, without any hesitation or delay, he immediately dropped to one knee and shouted loudly.

Buzz!!!

Mysterious aura swirled through the heavens. The Sea of Destiny trembled slightly. The World Fetal Membrane hidden at the center of the Sea of Destiny seemed to radiate a brilliant light. The entire Heavenly Court's destiny rose a little more at this moment.

"Rise. Since you have entered the Heavenly Court, I shall grant you a Mythological Law."

With a single thought, he gathered destiny, refined and absorbed it. An obscure Vital Energy flashed by. Di Jun's aura rose once more. His eyes deep, Di Jun spoke slowly.

"Mythological Law?"

Kunpeng's expression froze. He was somewhat puzzled by what Di Jun meant.

"Your true form is the Kunpeng. Entering the sea, you are the Kun; ascending to the sky, you are the Peng. The Kun and the Peng are both your Dharma Body True Form."

"Since that is the case, have you ever considered merging with the myriad spirits of the world, visualizing all things in existence, fusing the bloodlines of all divine beasts, devils, birds, and beasts in the world, allowing yourself to refine all laws, swallow up All Daos, possess the Dharma Bodies and characteristics of all life, and become the source of all life concepts?"

Without giving Kunpeng time to think, Di Jun directly laid out the Mythological Law suited for Kunpeng in its entirety.

"!!!"

Kunpeng.

Fuse the bloodlines of all life in the world?

Refine all laws into one?

Swallow up All Daos?

Evolve the Dharma Body characteristics of all life?

The source of all life concepts???

Kunpeng's expression froze, his face went blank, and his mind was completely empty. It was as if a roar was ringing in his ears, filled with shock, filled with horror. He was utterly lost in thought.

"Mythological... Mythological Law..."

His lips trembled. Scenes of the Heavenly Court flashed through his mind. Kunpeng drew a sharp breath of cold air, vaguely beginning to understand why the Heavenly Court was so unfathomable.

So this was Mythological?

So this was the Mythological Law?

Simply... terrifying beyond measure!

Then, how strong was Di Jun, who wielded these laws?

Kunpeng instinctively glanced at Di Jun before quickly withdrawing his gaze, a storm already raging within his heart.

"Wrong, all of it wrong, everyone has misunderstood—His Majesty's terror likely surpasses all imagination. He is hiding his strength! Waiting! The moment the Heavenly Court completes its transformation, the entire Primordial Wilderness will tremble!"

"And I, I am fortunate enough to have joined the Heavenly Court, fortunate enough to have been granted the Mythological Law by His Majesty!"

Kunpeng roared inwardly, his eyes growing brighter, his emotions surging ever more fiercely. Even with Di Jun present, he could barely contain himself, now fully understanding—and feeling as though a tremendous fortune and a colossal opportunity had descended upon him.

It left Kunpeng utterly dazed.

"This method can serve as the foundation for a Mythological Dharma Form. If you gather the myriad forms of all beings in the Primordial Wilderness into one, you will complete the first step, truly stepping into the Mythological Domain. If, by then, you cannot deduce the subsequent steps on your own, come ask Imperial We, and Imperial We shall guide you."

"As for the finer details or trivial branches of this first step, Imperial We will not elaborate further. Can you accomplish it on your own?"

Seeing Kunpeng's dazed state, Di Jun gave a faint smile, allowing him a moment to digest before speaking.

"Rest assured, Your Majesty, your subject can handle it. If, after Your Majesty has explained so much and so thoroughly, your subject still cannot manage it, then your subject would be worthless."

Hearing Di Jun's voice, Kunpeng jolted awake. Without hesitation, he pressed his forehead to the ground and spoke without reserve.

"Very well."

"Since the unification of the Heavenly Court, it has yet to possess its own script. This task shall be yours—deduce a culture befitting the Heavenly Court."

Di Jun said with a smile.

"Your subject humbly obeys Your Majesty's decree!"

Kunpeng replied with utmost reverence.

"Withdraw."

"Kunpeng takes his leave."

Rising and bowing deeply, Kunpeng silently retreated.

"All matters are settled, all matters are settled."

"The Mythological Cultivation System. It is time to begin the deduction!"

"Once it emerges, the Heavenly Court will ascend to a new level, stepping into an entirely new realm. If, by then, the situation with East King Duke proves not as expected, it will be time to deal with the Purple Mansion."

Watching Kunpeng leave, Di Jun's eyes blazed with divine light, a trace of anticipation flickering in their depths. Murmuring softly, he took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

Then, let it begin.

Time waits for no one—it must be seized!

Buzz!!!

As if light descended from the unseen, the Sea of Destiny seemed to scatter boundless golden radiance, gathering the thoughts of all beings. Behind Di Jun, figures of countless living beings appeared, as though the immeasurable might of all life was pouring into him, making him seem ever more unfathomable and incomparable.

As Di Jun began his deduction, the entire Heavenly Emperor Palace fell into utter silence.

Time in the Primordial Wilderness is unmeasured; in a blink, countless eons passed.

In the span of a moment, nearly ten million years had slipped by. Though it seemed immeasurably long, to the Primordial Wilderness, it was but a fleeting instant.

Over those nearly ten million years, as Di Jun had foreseen, the Heavenly Court entered a state of rapid development. Almost every passing era brought new changes, and the number of beings joining the Heavenly Court swelled like an endless ocean. Everything flourished.

In contrast, the atmosphere in the Purple Mansion was subtle and strange. East King Duke's presence had all but vanished—he never appeared in the Primordial Wilderness at all. Only occasional rumors surfaced that he had appeared somewhere to subdue some powerful figure.

Looking out across the boundless Primordial Wilderness, a storm seemed to be brewing!

Though the great war had ended, the sense of an impending tempest could still be felt. When it came, it would shake heaven and earth!

And in the Heavenly Emperor Palace within the Heavenly Realm, Di Jun, who had been in seclusion for nearly ten million years, slowly opened his eyes.

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