There was no special technique for fusing with this drop of divine blood. Sometimes, even the lowliest animal could fuse with it.
At other times, even an Immortal would die for no apparent reason...
But overall, it followed one principle: the stronger a creature's soul, the greater its chances of success. Transcendents had a success rate of around 60%.
This divine substance came from the mythological origin, far beyond the limits of current understanding.
It could devour all idealist rules, including Demon God rules-so outside help was essentially useless. One could only rely on oneself.
Zhang Ming took a deep breath and called Little White and Stone Mama, telling them he would be going into seclusion for a while, before entering this quiet place of cultivation.
"What... go do your thing... we have our own mission! Diplomacy!"
"Little White, you need to understand that this is an excellent internship opportunity. You can build connections with so many civilizations... the Demon God's Sea isn't about fighting and killing. It's about relationships and social graces... build connections with ten thousand civilizations, and where in this vast world couldn't you go?"
Stone Mama's voice echoed in his ears.
Finally, Stone Mama added quietly, "Zhang Mama, don't die."
Zhang Ming laughed. "I won't!"
He also checked in with the humans, who were still busy with their "Grand Alliance of Civilizations" and preparations to face the imminent "Nether Domain Calamity."
He couldn't help finding it funny, but he didn't tell them the truth. Then he chatted with Old Wang about little things that had happened on Turtle Island, such as the new crop of Tree People fruit ripening and becoming a bestseller among civilizations, and the Black Tortoise population increasing by 20% in recent years-a very high reproduction rate.
There was also Pelican Big Sis,