Chapter 1070: Death Is a Release

Emperor is a five-gene being. What does that concept mean? Eighth-order progeny inherit the path of higher dimensions, ninth-order progeny inherit the path of laws, and tenth-order progeny naturally inherit bloodline genes. This means Emperor is a direct descendant of an ancient being from a great universe who has mastered the Great Dao.

“It’s hard to imagine that the destruction of the Cosmic Garden back then was connected to Emperor’s birth. It seems they knew each other from a very distant era.” Medusa didn't bring it up, but she was already deeply shocked the first time she fought Emperor, who matched her strength and possessed five great bloodlines. Had she not used her ultimate Dao technique, "Genesis," she might not have been able to subdue him.

Even more astonished were the players.

Previously, they had viewed Emperor, who had unilaterally governed the Six Paths of Reincarnation for eons, as the heir of the Super-Ancient Gods, his origin mysterious and ancient. They had always speculated that he might be the descendant of some ancient tenth-order being, possessing unimaginably ancient secrets, discovered by the Super-Ancient Gods, and linked to an unknown ancient Chinese history. But they never imagined that it was connected to the destruction of the Rennimansga Cosmic Garden.

“But it seems to connect with history, coincidentally aligning.” They exchanged glances, their expressions solemn.

“Emperor?” Inside the room, the moment the name was uttered, reactions were strong from all sides. Nyssera also felt a silent tremor, but Medora and her companion, even Lyus, were utterly bewildered, unsure of the Emperor's identity.

Hiding in the bathtub, Lyus couldn't help but secretly and urgently ask, "Who is that?"

“He is a leading figure in our current faction, an ancient being who governs the Six Paths of Reincarnation, possessing an immortal bloodline and an unknown lifespan…” The Great Octopus quietly explained, "He possesses a five-gene bloodline and only recently achieved a breakthrough. The Animal Path of the Six Paths of Reincarnation that he governs, and its Asura warriors, are precisely the faction we have just joined."

“So the faction you joined is under the jurisdiction of this being?” Lyus observed from the shadows, utterly stunned by the Great Octopus’s words.

A world ruler with five genes? Isn't that overly extravagant? The aura and combat power stemming from five bloodlines are undeniable and immediately apparent. Its connection to the Tenth Order means that the civilization's dimension is terrifyingly high, truly the universe's core.

“This is also incredibly vast. I had thought these beings, who cultivate life here with unfathomable knowledge, incredibly powerful and terrifying, must be central figures. Yet, they are merely part of one Six Paths of Reincarnation world, or even just one Animal Path within this world's Six Paths?”

Just a minor faction within the Buddhist and Daoist transcendent system – the Animal Path – has caused such a massive upheaval, even forcibly compelling these enlightened beings to eat excrement?

And the Buddhist virus that previously caused them such fear and panic was merely a small sub-faction within the Buddhist and Daoist system. This feels like merely the tip of a colossal iceberg, its exposed portion enough to strike terror into them!

“And such an enormous and complex world is merely one facet of the ‘Buddhist-Daoist civilization.’ Entities no weaker than it include the Rennimansga Cosmic Garden and its sworn enemy, the Moon God Season!”

The Moon God Season. He had heard Juxiao mention it and had encountered it once.

It was this very matter that gave them prior knowledge of Buddhism and an inkling of its immense horror, enabling their swift reactions and timely responses.

Tenth-order descendants, the evolution of Buddhism, Daoism, and the Animal Path… This deluge of complex and immense information made his heart pound. He had never imagined the Cosmic Garden possessed such overwhelming power!

This indeed exceeded his imagination.

“...In my eyes, the Cosmic Garden back then was already a powerful, lower-Tenth-Order civilization. But the true scope revealed now, likely just a tenth of its former self, seems to have already surpassed the typical structure of a lower-Tenth-Order civilization!”

He could no longer perceive its true magnitude.

At this moment, even he, one of the strongest Cosmic Dao Attainers, felt as if a towering peak pierced the clouds, and he, a mere mortal on the ground, could not see its summit, enveloped entirely by mist.

It felt utterly beyond reach.

He had experienced this feeling when he was weak and low-tiered, but he never imagined that even at his current level of strength, he would still feel such profound powerlessness.

“Perhaps you were right after all; even I, the Sixth Inspector, am nothing more than a laughable country bumpkin.” Lyus offered a self-deprecating smile. “Our race back then truly was just a small pet; we never even had the slightest contact with the core…”

Emperor… the Evil God race, long-standing allies of the Iron Base race… the Buddhist-Daoist civilization that knew them back then… He knew nothing about any of it!

“It turns out we were never truly significant back then; our entire race was just presuming too much.”

He felt his worldview utterly overturned in that instant; the truths he had struggled for and sought now seemed utterly ridiculous.

“But… if they are already so powerful, then how powerful must the mystery they encountered be? Does it indeed involve secrets beyond the Tenth Order? After all, it is inherently related to the descendant of a Tenth-Order being.”

“If something so powerful could be destroyed… then perhaps the events that erupted back then even directly caused a Tenth-Order being to perish, leading to a Tenth-Order leaving behind descendants…” Lyus was intensely struck by this incredible thought; if true, it would be too horrifying.

The atmosphere fell silent.

In reality, what Lyus had considered, they had all considered as well.

The Cosmic Garden, once as formidable as the Buddhist-Daoist civilization, was destroyed, and it's possible a Tenth-Order being even perished.

“So-called civilizations, once shattered, are merely rebuilt; throughout a long life, one is bound to experience tribulations.” Rennimansga remarked calmly, “In reality, the higher you ascend, the more despair you encounter… Isn’t that true? The myriad worlds are cruel; the further you progress, the more arduous it becomes… When you reach that true level, you will find the entire world seems like a deception, an illusion, with unknown, supreme enemies ruling everything. When struggle yields no hope, under that intense, terrifying pressure, death can even be a form of liberation.”

“Is death truly a form of liberation?” Medusa whispered softly beside him.

Was this the truth behind the suicide of that lower-Tenth-Order being who served the Cosmic Garden all those years ago?

But what kind of truth, and what kind of enemy, could it have been?

Does the Tenth Order face indescribable enemies? If the Ninth Order represents a hundred thousand years of darkness, then what vision and dark terror await the Tenth Order?

The Tenth Order's realm remains profoundly mysterious.

Rennimansga shook his head. “That is not a level you should currently concern yourselves with. The matter is far grander than you imagine. Back then, far more than just one Tenth-Order being perished in succession. The Cosmic Garden was merely an insignificant entity caught in a great catastrophe… But that was a feigned death… The Cosmic Garden should have been the only one able to escape and evade detection back then… because we were different from them. At that time, we possessed secrets unimaginable even to Tenth-Order beings; our understanding had collapsed a certain concept.”

It was indeed a feigned death.

They began to listen intently to the history and truth of that era.

Meanwhile, Medora and Vina, two ordinary and relatively weak female Dao Attainers, watched this unimaginably terrifying cosmic overlord calmly discuss such knowledge and chilling ancient truths. They felt only a bone-chilling coldness rise through their very beings, unsure whether to label this an opportunity or a crisis.

“But feigning death and lying dormant also requires perseverance.”

At this moment, Rennimansga gently stroked his young daughter’s head, seemingly amused, and chuckled softly, “Death is inherently a form of escape. Living requires enduring far more, and that is the true challenge.”