Chapter 1068: The Prospects of Compound Bloodlines

Midura, Winner, and others nearby also wore expressions of disbelief. The giant octopus, at first glance, seemed honest. Perhaps it was due to their first impression. They had just fought with the tree people, and while these tree people appeared innocent with clear eyes, seemingly upright and incorruptible gentlemen, secretly... they didn't seem like good people at all.

Although they vaguely sensed that the three 'Evil Gods' were extraordinary, they dared not speak up at that moment. Having just been rescued, they could only follow silently, observing. Perhaps they were some sort of cosmic forbidden behemoths on a secret inspection tour. This thought surged wildly in their minds, their eyes blazing and their breathing quickening. After all, in their view, anyone who could make even the unbridled tree civilization cautious and respectful must be at least a terrifying nebula overlord of the weak tenth-tier or higher!

What exactly did "weak tenth-tier" mean? They knew they were far too weak. They couldn't even approach a mere inspector. Now, a terrifying entity comparable to the Three Heavenly Venerates had appeared beside them, causing their breathing to quicken uncontrollably.

Netheria observed her two companions' tension and excitement, shaking her head as she whispered, "These beings may appear to be chatting idly, but that's merely their casual demeanor at their level... In reality, they are far more terrifying and powerful than you can possibly imagine." It wasn't surprising, as Midura and she hailed from the same origin. This was beyond their comprehension, and it was only natural that their ninth-tier companions, who had emerged with them, wouldn't understand such a profound level of existence. However, she couldn't reveal it; this secret had to remain hers alone.

The players, with serious expressions, stated solemnly, "Yes, as you know, the Bird Octopus clan does not belong to the lineage of our Buddhist-Daoist civilization. He evolved his own unique path, and he's quite fond of it, believing it to be powerful. You know, octopuses, with their eight tentacles, tend to spray highly poisonous ink... We, ourselves, are still developing and refining our two major bloodline systems, the Buddhist and Daoist paths..."

"Heh." Shiji couldn't be bothered with them.

The players could only brace themselves and continue explaining. Even with conclusive evidence, they absolutely could not admit it, as doing so would utterly ruin their reputation.

"Are you evolving transcendent bloodlines?" Shiji fixed her gaze on them. "Are you improving the Nine Revolutions Profound Art, and the Buddhist Pillar God's Sarira Virus?"

"Yes," they nodded, not denying it, as they indeed harbored such intentions.

"Creating composites?"

"Exactly," the players confirmed with a nod. "We've reached our limits; single bloodlines have evolved as far as they can. We genuinely need to integrate compatible bloodlines to create composite ones."

"That won't be simple," Shiji remarked. "The difficulty increases exponentially, as it involves the fundamental principles of Great Dao bloodline formation."

"It's manageable; we're working hard," they replied, naturally omitting the fact that a certain 'Heavenly Dao Editor' allowed them to simulate experiments, significantly accelerating their progress. In reality, every civilization possesses its unique systemic framework. Their civilization, already categorized as an "evolutionary" system, had attained a high level of knowledge and was rapidly advancing.

"That's quite interesting," Shiji mused, her eyes gleaming. She also wished to modify and evolve the cells of the Iron-Base clan. After all, what truly constituted the strength of the Iron-Base clan? It lay in their sheer size! Their colossal bodies were their true defiance against nature; otherwise, the Iron-Base's gravitational and repulsive spring cultivation system was not truly powerful, merely average. They relied on their immense size to overpower opponents. At equivalent sizes, their abilities were quite mediocre, far inferior to the heaven-defying bloodlines like the Nine Revolutions Profound Art, Buddhist cultivation, All-Clan lineage, or Semi-Elemental forms. Other bloodlines could transcend size disparities and still fight them!

Therefore, she, too, desired improvement. She couldn't deny feeling a strong sense of urgency, a fear of being drastically outpaced by these formidable civilizations.

Xu Zhi watched Shiji with a look of surprise, yet also great satisfaction. "She understands the value of effort and wants to compete. That's very good." After all, Shiji would undoubtedly be the future helmsman of the Cosmic Garden; he couldn't manage it indefinitely. Shiji was exceptionally intelligent, yet she had been overly protected. She hadn't interacted much with the outside world, focusing solely on martial arts. Xu Zhi had always believed that a pure heart was ideal for martial arts cultivation, and he wished for her to maintain that pristine Dao heart throughout her journey. No need for scheming; just punch, punch! Like the cloaked martial alliance leader, her life could be simple: her fists shattering all conspiracies, a pure seeker of the Dao, perfectly content.

At that moment, Medusa frowned. "Are you evolving some wicked, tainted creature... Is this 'dead matter'? You already possess 'primal matter,' and now you want to experiment with 'dead matter'?" With a single glance, he discerned their intentions. As for being repulsive? Or perverse? To her, evolving life within a septic tank was entirely commonplace. Different environments naturally yield different organisms. To evolve a life form akin to a dung beetle, such an environment is, of course, necessary... In a vessel filled with death – decay, resentment, corpses, and dead matter – any transcendent life born there would undoubtedly be a god of slaughter.

"An interesting idea," Medusa mused thoughtfully. "Dead matter, I fear, would simply melt and vanish upon contact, utterly incapable of forming any combat strength... So, you intend to indirectly harness this power to evolve a grim reaper... Indeed, this concept could only be realized here." As Medusa observed, she began to offer various insights, some of which were utterly astonishing in their depth of knowledge.

Beside her, the players fell into complete silence. When it came to mastery of laws, who could possibly compare to the 'Evil God'? He was an expert in manipulating composite laws! He cultivated true "Dao techniques," having mastered thousands of bloodline laws, blending them into chaos, possessing a depth of understanding that far surpassed ordinary beings.

"You are truly a race as mighty as Reinimancega; both had profound friendships in ancient times, like branches from the same tree... Even young mistress Shiji, after cultivating your lineage's quantum martial arts, has become incredibly powerful," the players complimented. "If possible, perhaps we could collaboratively explore and research this knowledge."

An 'Evil God'? Lius, curled up within the septic tank, heard this and felt his heart pound erratically. He began to thoroughly doubt his own memories; they must be distorted! He couldn't recall any similar records from the Cosmic Garden of old, yet the Iron-Base princess before him was indeed cultivating a martial art that seemed perfectly suited to her. It appeared that Reinimancega, who had concealed unknown trump cards back then, perhaps never truly trusted anyone? Had he revealed only one or two tenths of his true power?

"Moreover, this 'Evil God's' insight is terrifyingly keen. Their true cultivation realm must be unimaginably high... They recognized so many details with just a glance, demonstrating an incredibly profound understanding of all cultivation systems – it's almost inconceivable!" An astounding thought blossomed in his mind: "If we cultivate but a fraction, a partial bloodline, then she cultivates... everything! She cultivates omniscience and omnipotence! This is utterly inconceivable!"

"How could one individual encompass everything? The power of living beings is finite; is it truly possible to cultivate the infinite with the finite?" Goosebumps erupted all over him. Reinimancega had truly concealed too many secrets in ancient times. The power of this 'Evil God' alone could sweep away everything; they truly possessed the terrifying might to contend against "Buddhism." Just as they said, only a mere glimpse was revealed... And that alone caused entities from the Abyssal Blue Divine Realm and the Fallen Civilization to tremble in fear!

"If everything happening here were to get out, wouldn't the inspector Daoists outside, and even those high-and-mighty beings, be utterly incredulous? Wouldn't their worldview be shattered just like mine?" Lius let out a self-deprecating laugh. It was true, as his descendants claimed, he was merely a provincial bumpkin, a country hick! He was a frog in a well. The true power resided in the high-dimensional shadows, in the covert clashes between these formidable civilizations! While they fought battles out in the open, they remained utterly oblivious to the true underlying conflicts.

Yet, even such an immensely powerful Cosmic Garden, so deeply hidden, was ultimately destroyed in ancient times? It seemed the mystery of its ancient demise was becoming increasingly intricate. He stared at Reinimancega, and a bold, audacious thought suddenly struck him: "I must seize this opportunity to inquire about the reason for the Cosmic Garden's destruction! How exactly was it destroyed? And why did its strongest confidant, Mr. Darkness, the Cosmic Garden's steward, commit suicide?"