Myriad Blood Sea Avatars! Minghe Submits!

"???"

Minghe.

"I grant you the method of Mythological Status. If one day you ascend to the pinnacle, you shall be the ancestor of the Way of Slaughter across these boundless heavens and infinite worlds. All slaughter in the heavens shall honor you as sovereign. You are the Lord of Slaughter, the Source of Slaughter. At a single thought, the Way of Slaughter is born from you; at a single thought, the Way of Slaughter perishes by you."

"You emerged from the Sea of Blood. If Imperial We have not guessed wrong, you have likely already begun to contemplate refining the Sea of Blood into your avatar, thereby achieving the state where the Sea of Blood never dries and you never die?"

Di Jun wasted no words, speaking directly and swiftly.

Though Minghe had certainly not yet refined the Sea of Blood into a Blood God Son, there was no doubt the idea had already taken root—perhaps even begun to be implemented.

After all, the Sea of Blood was boundless, vast, and immeasurable. In terms of sheer area, it absolutely surpassed the entire universe of Di Jun's previous life. The time required for such refinement went without saying.

If he hadn't started now, there was no way the later Minghe could have refined the entire Sea of Blood in one go.

Hearing too much at once, the sheer volume of information was overwhelming. Minghe was still digesting it, and upon hearing this, he subconsciously nodded.

"A pity. Your vision is still too narrow. What use is mere refinement of the Sea of Blood? Even as an avatar, it only leaves your imprint, allowing you to rely on the Sea of Blood for resurrection."

Di Jun let out a light laugh.

"???"

Minghe's expression froze.

I'm bold enough to refine the entire Sea of Blood, and that's still not enough vision?

Then what counts as enough???

"Since you've already thought of refining the Sea of Blood, why not truly make the Sea of Blood your avatar—one that can cultivate on its own, an avatar under your control?"

Di Jun said with a faint smile.

"How is this done? I can manage it, but it would require splitting my immortal consciousness into billions upon billions of trillions of parts. If I do that, my immortal consciousness will be incomplete. Even if I can create avatars, it will severely restrict my true body."

Minghe opened his mouth and replied.

"Using your own thoughts to evolve avatars is difficult. But what if you use the Great Dao? Divide your Dao Fruit, imprint a thread of the Source of the Great Dao into each avatar. They don't need much thought or operation—just instinct will do. For example... cultivation?"

"If you scatter them, in the early stages it might cause your cultivation and strength to drop. But when the Sea of Blood converges, your strength will recover. And with billions upon billions of trillions of avatars cultivating the Way of Slaughter simultaneously, how much would that boost your cultivation?"

"With vast amounts of insight and understanding converging, how much would that elevate your Dao Fruit?"

Di Jun spoke unhurriedly.

"!!!"

Minghe's pupils contracted, his mind shaken to the core, even his scalp tingling.

Holy shit!!!

Using the Dao Fruit to create avatars?

Infinite avatars entrusting their own Dao Fruit to cultivate?

What kind of concept is that!

How terrifying is that!!!

My vision really isn't enough, huh.

Too small, too small—my vision is truly too small!!!

"This is the first step, and also the beginning. You can think of it as the entry level. Since it is the Mythological Law, it cannot possibly stop at just this."

Di Jun said slowly.

"???"

Minghe, whose heart was surging with excitement, suddenly choked at these words, completely stunned.

This is just the entry level???

Then just how terrifying is this so-called Mythological Law!?

Minghe suddenly understood why the Heavenly Court seemed to undergo earth-shattering changes every so often, and why Nuwa and the others were so special and unfathomable.

Sigh... if this is the case, even I could do it!

"Evolve avatars, gather billions upon billions of trillions of avatars to jointly cultivate the Way of Slaughter—this is the first step. Once you enter this level, you can formally begin the cultivation of the Mythological."

"If you reach the pinnacle, as Imperial We said, you become the Source of Slaughter, also the Ancestor of Slaughter, the Lord of Slaughter. All slaughter is born from you; all Great Daos and systems derive from you, down to the root, becoming a concept, existing beyond all dimensions and thoughts."

"What you need to do first is to use the avatars to comprehend the Way of Slaughter. However, comprehension of the Way of Slaughter has its limits. Once you reach the Primordial Golden Immortal Realm, that is the boundary. Then you need to proceed to the next step, called 'Convergence!'"

"Converge the avatars, converge yourself! Use slaughter to prove slaughter! Use the Dao to prove the Dao! From zero to infinity, then converge infinity back to zero. Gather all avatars, annihilate all avatars, converge all slaughter into yourself, thereby achieving reduction to emptiness, making yourself the root."

"If you reach this point, your Way of Slaughter will reach an unimaginable level, also stepping into the true Mythological Domain. As for the next step, wait until you finish this first. Speaking too much at once is not necessarily a good thing."

Di Jun said calmly.

"!!!"

Minghe.

Unbelievable!

Inconceivable!

Mythological!

Mythological!!!

Minghe's mind quaked violently, leaving only those two words—mythological—filling his thoughts. His originally stern face was now flooded with shock, as if his entire persona had crumbled in an instant.

"Minghe, pays respects to Your Majesty!"

After a moment of silence, Minghe knelt on one knee and spoke with resolute force.

Given Minghe's pride, merely defecting to a faction would never have made him kneel. But Di Jun's grace was the Dao-bestowing kindness, far beyond what even master-disciple bonds could compare to, and he was so unfathomably profound that kneeling was only natural.

It was the same as with Fuxi and the others in the past. No one was a fool, no one was an idiot. Fellow travelers? Contemporaries? If one among them truly had infinite potential, where was the fellowship? Naturally, one submitted. Thinking that because they were of the same era one could cling to face—that was the real idiocy.

"Good."

A faint smile appeared on Di Jun's face as he nodded approvingly, showing no great surprise at Minghe's pledge of loyalty.

"When Our Heavenly Court goes to war, the various divisions lack a commander. You shall take that role. For now, the order of the Primordial Wilderness has yet to be settled, and the Heavenly Court has not fully asserted its might over the Primordial Wilderness, so the outlying branches are not yet complete. When the Heavenly Court formally exerts its pressure, you will receive a separate enfeoffment."

"We have already passed down the Mythological Cultivation System in the Heavenly Court, and We have also informed Taiyi. You may seek him out later to understand the Mythological System. If you have any questions about the Heavenly Court, you may also ask Taiyi."

Di Jun spoke slowly.

"As Your Majesty commands."

Minghe said respectfully. After a brief hesitation, he asked, "Your Majesty, there is one thing your subject does not understand. With such terrifying foundations, why does the Heavenly Court not eliminate the Purple Mansion and instead leave it as a target? With the Heavenly Court's current strength, there is no need to hide or recuperate, is there?"

Before, he hadn't known. Now that he understood the Mythological Law, how could Minghe not realize how terrifying the Heavenly Court was? This left him deeply puzzled. With such overwhelming power, why wasn't it unifying the Primordial Wilderness? What was it waiting for???

"Heh. The waters of the Primordial Wilderness are not as simple as you imagine. Enough. If you have any doubts, go ask Taiyi. We need to go into seclusion."

Di Jun let out a light laugh.

"Yes. Your subject takes his leave."

Hearing this, Minghe suppressed his doubts, rose, bowed, and withdrew.

"Refine the follow-up plans, then switch to the Mythological Cultivation System and begin deducing the later stages of the Method of Mythological Imperial Dynasty. There's still much to do. Time to hurry."

Watching Minghe leave, Di Jun's gaze turned deep as he let out a breath. Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and he slowly closed his eyes.

The curtain had already risen. Since that was the case, he naturally had to seize the time!!!