In Reed Plain Country, a pitch-black chasm stretched across the far side of the starry sky, like a towering, fearsome god concealing its divine form, with only its fathomless eyes open to behold the vast expanse of space-time and its myriad phenomena.
A lotus dais floated exactly one million kilometers from that space-time rift, neither too near nor too far.
Yu sat cross-legged upon it, his gaze deep and his expression composed.
Tongtong sat obediently beside him, her little hands braced against the lotus dais. Her feet dangled over its edge, swinging rhythmically, while her large purple eyes stared straight ahead without blinking.
Youtan Poluo's form body could not leave the Netherworld, so she had sent Tongtong, her beloved daughter with Yu, instead.
As the saying went, when you gazed into the abyss, the abyss gazed back at you.
People feared the abyss because of the unknown within it. Ultimately, that fear stemmed from their own weakness.
To a being powerful enough to create an abyss, it was merely a slightly larger hole.
Why had Yu come here to gaze into the abyss?
He needed to borrow the power of the Deva Path to duplicate Chakra Fruits!
If he had needed only three, Yu could have done it directly through Reed Plain Country's Deva Path. Frankly, that small amount hardly mattered.
His plans reached much further. Even if Yu himself became the One True God of the Human Deva Path, he would still be nowhere near strong enough to face Takamagahara's greatest fighting force-the Root King, One True God of the heavenly deva path, and the fourteen Progenitor Gods-even with help from Youtan Poluo and the Netherworld's Progenitor Gods. Youtan Poluo had already tactfully made that clear.
Thus, becoming the One True God of the Human Deva Path himself would