New Testament Creation Stele

The sand was fine and white, like grains of silver. Vegetation grew densely across the island, with many rare species, some of which even Fang Yuan could not name.

Fang Yuan remembered this island because it had played quite a significant role in the original work.

This was Sea God Island!

A small island stood at the very center of Sea God Island. Surrounded by seawater, atop a mountain roughly five hundred meters high, stood a square domed structure that seemed carved from white jade. It was the Sea God Temple.

Inside the Sea God Temple, a beautiful woman in a crimson robe, her sea-blue hair hanging loose around her shoulders, stood quietly at the center with a calm, elegant expression.

However, when Fang Yuan's gaze fell upon her, the beautiful woman opened her eyes in confusion and looked around.

Her brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of puzzlement appeared in her eyes.

Fang Yuan narrowed his eyes. He had already recognized her identity.

Standing at the very center of the Sea God Temple and possessing spiritual power capable of faintly sensing Star Eyes, she was clearly extremely close to the god level.

Only one person fit those traits: Bo Saixi, a rank ninety-nine Ultimate Douluo whose title was Sea God Douluo.

Although her spiritual power had yet to break through to the god level and was only around rank ninety-nine on average, the Sea God Temple was the place where the Sea God's divine inheritance trials were conducted, and it contained a portion of the Sea God's power.

With the advantage of her home ground, Bo Saixi could actually faintly sense Fang Yuan's observation.

Still, compared to that giant eyeball from earlier, which could accurately capture the direction of Fang Yuan's gaze, Bo Saixi was somewhat inferior.

She could only vaguely sense something and could not perceive it as accurately as that giant eyeball.

But Fang Yuan had no intention of continuing to watch. After all, he did not intend to provoke Sea God Island, which had the Sea God backing it.

This was where Tang San received the Sea God's divine inheritance in the original work. According to Fang Yuan's plans, after Tang San matured for a few more years, he intended to send Tang San to Sea God Island to undergo the Sea God's divine trials.

After all, judging from the original plot, Tang San was the Sea God's chosen heir and had a great chance of passing the trials. This was one of Fang Yuan's paths into the Divine Realm.

After shifting his gaze away from Sea God Island, Fang Yuan looked toward the other islands.

Some time later.

Fang Yuan's gaze sharpened, and what he saw shook him to the core.

What he saw on one of the islands was somewhat beyond his expectations.

Even Fang Yuan, who had read the original work, could not help but be astonished.

A flash of emerald light appeared around him. Fang Yuan was no longer content with observing indirectly through starlight. He boldly activated Fixed Immortal Travel and personally teleported directly to that location.

It was a very ordinary-looking island with almost no vegetation. As far as the eye could see, there were only vast stretches of stone.

Barren rocky islands like this usually did not support much life.

At most, there would be salt-alkali-resistant moss and lichen, along with barnacles clinging to the rocks.

Yet this island of stone was inhabited.

As green light flashed, Fang Yuan appeared at the island's highest point. His arrival was immediately noticed.

"An intruder!" "Who are you?"

Shouts suddenly rang out. Several sturdy men with dark skin seemed to have been carrying out guard duties.

Fang Yuan's sudden appearance left them greatly alarmed, and they immediately assumed guarded stances.

People actually lived on this barren rocky island, and their society was remarkably well developed.

Several of them immediately flew away, clearly to call for reinforcements. The rest formed a circle and surrounded Fang Yuan at its center.

Their eyes were filled with wariness and anger. Clearly, they were deeply hostile toward Fang Yuan, who had trespassed into the area under their guard.

Yet Fang Yuan did not spare them even a glance.

His attention was entirely focused on the stone stele before him.

It was an enormous stone stele, roughly fifty meters tall and made entirely of some unknown, hard stone.

Standing on this island and enduring countless years of wind and sun, the stele had remained completely undamaged.

The words engraved upon it were ancient and imposing, each character as large as an adult's head.

At a glance, there were tens of thousands of characters carved across its surface.

What left Fang Yuan so stunned and captivated was the content engraved upon the stele.

"...Create a divine position?"

Fang Yuan's eyes widened as he stared at the inscription on the stele and murmured under his breath.

Just the first sentence alone brought him immense shock!

Why was ascending to a divine position so difficult?

Because divine positions were limited, while heroes under heaven were as numerous as carp crossing a river. Too many monks, too little gruel.

Only by fortunately obtaining a divine trial and passing it could one inherit a divine position and enter the Divine Realm, where every position had its owner.

Under such circumstances, creating a divine position was tantamount to taking a shortcut and overtaking everyone around the bend.

The divine trials left behind by gods on the continent were few in number, but at least there were traces to follow.

However, almost no one had ever heard of how to create a divine position.

Everyone knew that creating a new divine position would allow one to ascend to the Divine Realm, yet few could truly accomplish it.

And now, on the stele before Fang Yuan, was content that seemed almost absurdly boastful.

Create a divine position!

Fang Yuan could not help looking toward the top of the stele, where several large words were deeply engraved.

New Testament Creation Stele.

The name was simple and direct, yet it perfectly summarized its purpose.

"Get him! Capture this outsider!"

As Fang Yuan concentrated on the stele, the people behind him finally reached the limits of their patience.

With one man's shout, everyone rushed forward together, lunging at Fang Yuan.

As they charged, astonishing mutations took place across their bodies.

Scales unique to sea creatures appeared over their bodies, while fins grew from their arms and necks.

Some of their mouths and noses even became long and slender, like those of swordfish.

Although no soul rings appeared around them, as their marine traits emerged, the aura they exuded immediately surged, nearly reaching the pressure of Soul Emperors.

Fang Yuan kept his eyes fixed on the stele and did not spare these merfolk warriors even a glance. Yet despite facing away from them, he could still sense the movements of these strange people.

Fang Yuan's fifth soul ring lit up, and thousands upon thousands of Myriad Self phantoms burst forth.

After Fang Yuan obtained his eighth soul ring, the combat strength of the Myriad Self phantoms had increased once again. Each one possessed strength no weaker than that of a Soul Sage-level expert.

Countless Myriad Self phantoms met the stele guards head-on and immediately beat them into disarray.

Crushed in both numbers and quality, these people could not even withstand a single exchange before the Myriad Self phantoms battered them so badly that they could not raise their heads.