Must the Bloodline of the Creator Be Tainted by a Person of Ultimate Sin?!

The Five Elders looked at one another. How had they somehow steered the conversation toward that person?

"What the hell are you talking about? What status does that person hold? How could we conduct experiments with someone as despicable, shameless, lowly, and vile as an ordinary mortal? Are you tired of living?!"

Saint Jaygarcia Saturn hurriedly added, his gaze involuntarily sweeping toward the Room of Flowers.

Saint Ethanbaron V. Nusjuro, who had long since panicked so badly that he had forgotten all decorum, subconsciously rubbed his bald head, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.

Powerful and bizarre, possessed of an immortal body, with potential no less than Uchiha Hanazuki's...

Put all those conditions together, and no matter how they looked at it, they resembled the being above their heads—the king who ruled the entire world, the most exalted being among the Celestial Dragons.

"Madness. This is utter madness! That proposal must never be approved. It is simply blasphemy against the legitimacy of us descendants of the Creator!"

Saint Marcus Mars spoke righteously, while Saint Shepherd Ju Peter swept his gaze around the room.

"What proposal? Aren't we deciding whether to use the genetic information of the Lunarian Tribe, or that of the Oni and Giants, to cultivate the World Government's ultimate weapon?"

They exchanged glances and pushed the subject out of their minds. Yet a strange seed had been planted in the minds of the Five Elders, one they did not dare let sprout—not even daring to think too deeply about it.

"Then... whose bloodline should we use to nurture this seed, one that could contend with Nika after only a little cultivation?"

The headache-inducing question was laid on the table once more. Just as the Five Elders were at their wits' end, there was no knock from outside.