"I wasn't fighting alone!"
"I could bring along all the ancestors of this body, too!"
"Shrouding the Heavens... Shrouding the Heavens was perfect!"
"Its verifiable history stretched back at least millions, if not tens of millions of years. Its bloodlines had flourished through an immense span of time..."
"A mortal lived no more than a hundred years... and could have children for only twenty or thirty of them."
"That meant a hundred years could produce three generations."
"Over millions of years, tens of thousands of generations of ancestors would pass down their legacy in succession."
"Even if there were cultivators among them... that hardly mattered."
Feng Jiu had grasped a principle from Nuwa's creation legacy. He was overjoyed, his heart bursting into bloom.
"With so many generations of ancestors, numbering in the hundreds of millions, there were bound to be extraordinary people among that vast multitude, even if their circumstances buried their talents..."
"But their traits were passed down through their bloodlines. They merely lay dormant."
"Perhaps some possessed heaven-defying comprehension and transcendent talent; perhaps others had nimble minds and extraordinary perception..."
"Heaven gave me talents, and they must have their use. Everyone had their strengths... even if they all possessed so-called mortal bodies, no two mortal bodies were alike."
"Intelligence, comprehension, talent, understanding... these traits didn't manifest as constitutions, but they were still gifts of life that could endure through a bloodline!"
"They might remain dormant forever... but once a key called creation was inserted, that treasure would be unlocked!"
"The strengths and traits of countless billions of ancestors, fused into one..."
"Then wield creation upon this body, Reverse to the Ancestral State, and strengthen the human body's life essence..."
"With both quality and quantity in hand, could it ultimately rival the most supreme constitutions in this world?"
"The chaos body... the innate sacred body dao embryo... an Immortal Divine Medicine that had assumed human form..."
Feng Jiu let his imagination soar.
Reviving the glory of mortal bodies was our bounden duty!
Of course, ideals were beautiful, while reality was skin and bones.
Though he had glimpsed the road ahead through the creation legacy, putting it into practice would be far, far too difficult.
"It seemed I'd have to follow the path of my predecessors and make trouble for some Saint Spirits born and nurtured by heaven and earth..."
A crocodile tear hung at the corner of Feng Jiu's eye. "Who told them to embody heaven and earth's creation of life?"
"No father's essence or mother's blood, only the creative power of heaven and earth. They were born from dead matter, developing life essence out of thin air, bringing something forth from nothing... the perfect reference!"
"And then there was excavating the treasures our ancestors left within their descendants' bodies... easy enough to say, but how was I supposed to do it?"
"With so many ancestors, how could I pinpoint a particular generation?"
"Besides, the traits our ancestors left behind weren't necessarily all good..."
Feng Jiu sighed. Between theory and practice, there would always be a chasm as vast as a heavenly moat.
His brain said it understood, while his hands said his brain understood jack shit!
Suddenly, his expression shifted. Walking through the instance of his life opened by myriad tribulations and reincarnation, he followed the course of time down to the moments when he had hunted one King Body prodigy after another.
Slaying prodigies, killing exceptional talents, and taking away their corpses-these had been the tasks the Heavenly Court Organization assigned him.
But here, everything outside him had turned gray and white. He alone retained color.
Holding a mangled corpse, Feng Jiu's gaze flickered. Suddenly, he used a divine ability to refine the body into a mass of blood essence.
The Yaoguang Holy Land's Candidate Saint Son, for instance, became a mass of the holy light body's origin blood essence;
The divine body painstakingly nurtured by the Great Evolution Holy Land left behind a mass of sacred, radiant divine power;
Then there was the Purple Mansion Holy Land...
There were far too many.
A certain Sacred Body would have been chased all over the place by these holy lands and king bodies.
Feng Jiu, however, had taken the initiative, killing many members of the holy lands' younger generation and forcing them to swallow their broken teeth along with their blood!
-If they had any complaints, they could take them to the Heavenly Court's Killing Saint!
"Come!"
"My life essence, let me see your limits!"
Feng Jiu laughed and drove a mass of King Body blood essence into himself, allowing it to erupt unchecked and erode his own life essence!
He had no peerless demonic art capable of refining foreign life essence, nor any supreme artifact that could suppress every abnormality.
Instead, he let things run their course, allowing the foreign essence to rampage and ravage his own.
At that moment, within Feng Jiu's body, his sea of bitterness grew unstable, his dao palaces shook, his four extremes convulsed, his great dragon wailed, and even his immortal platform trembled!
The very foundation of his life was being battered and shaken!
Ultimately, he was only a mortal body. His foundation fell somewhat short of those king bodies.
Still, those king bodies were already dead, while he remained alive.
But even that could not withstand Feng Jiu's deliberate neglect. He coldly observed his life essence's response, leaving everything to instinct!
"Only by drawing infinitely close to death could one grasp the true meaning of life..."
"The human body had its own instincts, its own mechanisms for responding to every intrusion..."
Feng Jiu focused his mind. "Cultivation was a means of elevating the level of one's life, using heaven and earth to nourish one's life essence and gradually approach transformation."
"During that process, the potential within the essence, those dormant traits inherited from our ancestors, might already have been nourished, awakening from dormancy and imperceptibly becoming part of this body."
"But that process was too slow, too obscure... better to stimulate it in the most explosive way, making all that potential burn and blaze with its most brilliant light!"
"Even if that burning ended in destruction..."
Feng Jiu quietly experienced his turbulent, unstable life essence. Bathed in bloody light, he swallowed another mass of origin blood essence!
Different life essences collided and tore at one another. His instinct to survive erupted, letting Feng Jiu sense an indescribable vitality flowing through him.
"Cough!"
Suddenly, he vomited a mouthful of blood. A Dao wound cut across his wheel of life, almost splitting it in two!
Yet he remained composed and calm. Once more, he absorbed another portion of life essence. They collided, and destructive fluctuations exploded within his body!
"With my bones, forge a path to the pinnacle..."
"Ah, I had it so hard, enduring all this suffering..."
"The Myriad Tribulation Reincarnation Lotus might let me repeatedly return to life through Reflection, but I still had to walk the road myself..."
"This was asking for trouble..."
Feng Jiu sighed. "We mortal bodies really didn't have it easy..."
"Impossible!"
A Killer King roared, but his cry carried a disbelief that over-
turned everything he thought he knew.
"How could a mere Sacred Body be this strong?!"
The assassin from Hell was on the verge of a mental breakdown.
He had thought this would be an assassination he could pull off with ease: little risk, great reward.
He would tread upon the Sacred Body's bones and revive Hell's glory.
After all, how strong could a Sacred Body at the Great Power level possibly be?
Even if he possessed the eight prohibitions, did he understand the weight of immortal three, severing the Dao?
Though it could not compare with the barrier of the Saint realm, it was still a small heavenly moat!
Yet the outcome had been utterly unexpected. Even after fighting a bloody battle to the utmost, he had actually proved no match!