Chapter 1224: Stealing Divine Fire for Mortals, One Slash to Sever a God!

Could this nascent universe be made complete?

Nu Yi frowned.

Perhaps it was possible.

Even a disabled or dying sapling, as long as it contains life, possesses vitality—like flowing water—which might restore its health. They are like tree spirits, complementing the trees.

But she couldn't deduce it.

Because she wasn't a being from that era, she couldn't see how they would achieve it.

"However, this universe is incredibly peculiar! While the cosmic bloodlines in our universe are evenly distributed among all beings, here they are concentrated in a single individual. This has led to the rules being highly condensed within their bloodline... They are born with the bloodline of the 'Great Dao Trunk'," Nu Yi said, frowning.

In their current bloodline universe, no one can possess the bloodline of the trunk rules. The trunk represents the Dao tree of the innate blueprint, and their Saints only attain enlightenment through the branch bloodlines attached to this trunk.

For example, if time is the trunk, then those with time-related bloodlines can only attain enlightenment through branches of the "Time Trunk."

"But in this bloodline universe, due to the high concentration of bloodline in one person, that individual actually possesses the trunk bloodline!" She took a deep breath. "This is truly being born sacred, a true primordial god-demon... mastering the most fundamental rules of the universe."

At this point, she clearly saw how the strong cultivated in this universe.

An ancient god-demon race first appeared.

Their bloodline was that of energy elements. Within this race, a leader similar to Yi Mang emerged. Only he possessed the bloodline that allowed cultivation, while all others were mortals.

However, this leader had mediocre aptitude and lacked talent.

He discovered he was special.

As years passed, he entered a growth phase, naturally discovering he possessed the power of a "god." He began to believe he was a chosen one and started to rule the entire civilization tyrannically.

He even married women from the entire race, committed widespread slaughter, and never bothered to cultivate himself, merely indulging in his power and authority.

Thousands of years passed. In the dull, primordial chaos, the Cosmic Sculpture Era was inevitably born, and he commanded that his statues be erected throughout the entire universe.

He proclaimed himself the "Personification of the Firmament," the "Supreme Heavenly Father," and the "Cornerstone of the Universe."

"This is the flaw in this universe."

Nu Yi shook her head and said, "If bloodlines were evenly distributed, allowing all beings to cultivate, then a sage like my master, the most outstanding being, would surely be chosen to lead the civilization. But when it's randomly concentrated in one individual, that being is likely not the smartest or wisest, nor capable of leading the race to prosperity... Instead, they might be a tyrant, a dark, evil, and negative entity whose power could lead to the destruction of all life in the universe."

Xu Zhi remained silent, merely observing.

Soon, another tens of thousands of years passed.

As an immortal being in the chaos, the "Heavenly Father" never considered cultivation. He believed he was already invincible, possessing cosmic power. Consequently, his power, tied only to his growth phase and infinite lifespan, remained at the fourth tier, yet it was enough to crush all mortals.

He married countless women from various races and fathered offspring. He discovered that some of his descendants possessed the formidable power of the bloodline, inheriting portions of his branches.

Some even transformed into entirely new races.

His eldest son, Tuo Si, who wielded "thunderbolts," branched off to become the Thunder Race.

His second descendant, Te Li Sa, whose body was "fire," became the Fire Race.

Various energy-based cosmic races, such as those of wind, fire, thunder, and lightning, arose through his procreation.

Witnessing this, as the wheel of history rolled to this point, Nu Yi was startled and couldn't help but exclaim, "As the trunk rule—Energy—he actually propagates the branch rules under the 'Energy Trunk' in this manner?"

"One branch giving birth to a lower-level branch?"

This was also a bloodline universe.

And a form of inheritance.

However, this form of bloodline inheritance was far more rigid in its rules, making it an even more terrifying doctrine of bloodline supremacy.

Those without bloodline inheritance would forever remain mortals!

Furthermore, bloodline inheritance was random. Beings with poor aptitude, or even tyrannical ones, would instantly dominate everything once they possessed supreme power, ascending to become "gods."

"Within a race, only one 'god' can emerge, consolidating the power of all bloodlines, while the rest of that race will always remain mortals."

Nu Yi took a deep breath. "And the offspring of this god might produce mutated races of lower-level branches, forming new races... and each new race can, in turn, only give birth to one 'god' of its own."

This was too exclusive!

And too random.

Seeing this, Xu Zhi, like Nu Yi, fell silent. The rules of this universe were too distorted and deformed, clearly far less complete than those of their current bloodline universe.

Subsequently, another tens of thousands of years passed.

As an eternal primordial god-demon, the "Heavenly Father" already had numerous descendants. Even these individual descendants were procreating new offspring, leading to the emergence of many gods.

However, these gods, though called such, were merely mortals with powerful, tyrannical abilities. They had no Dao heart and did not cultivate, only growing with the passage of time. Their highest attainment was merely the sixth tier.

At the same time, their private lives were exceedingly chaotic. Within this divine family, some individuals even married their own wives and daughters, while others married their fathers, appearing utterly disorganized.

"Hmph, they are truly a tyrannical bunch of beings!" Nu Yi remarked.

Another tens of thousands of years elapsed.

Mortals suffered immensely until, suddenly, a being of exceptional talent invented methods of cultivation: body cultivation and soul cultivation.

They began to cultivate in secret, aiming to overthrow the rule of the gods.

Nu Yi, seeing this scene, was greatly pleased but not optimistic. "Prodigies only appear among mortals, but unfortunately, without a bloodline, simple body and soul cultivation can only reach the realm of an eighth-tier deity at most!"

After all, let alone attaining the Dao at the tenth tier, even achieving the Dao at the ninth tier was beyond the reach of these mortals. They were inherently limited; how could they achieve the Dao without the "Dao" within them?

The eighth tier was their limit!

Ten thousand years passed.

The mortals cultivated in secret.

The gods, leading lives of extravagance and debauchery, possessed power but lacked corresponding talent. They were merely a group of parvenus, completely unaware.

On this day, the mortals' war erupted.

"A deity, this is a deity!"

The first deity appeared: Bolseks, leader of the revolutionary army. He moved through high-dimensional spacetime, incredibly powerful. To him, the corrupt and decadent gods were as motionless as statues.

They launched their war.

In this Cosmic Sculpture Era, the land was stained with blood, and the conflict was utterly brutal.

Countless gods fell, but the Heavenly Father, who controlled the "Energy Trunk," despite never cultivating and only reaching the seventh tier, had remained in this growth phase for far too long. Unaware of future realms, he had no idea how to traverse high-dimensional spacetime.

Yet his bloodline was the most defying of all.

Even high-dimensional beings who had become deities suffered defeat at the hands of the seventh-tier Heavenly Father. They couldn't breach the defenses of the Heavenly Father's "energy" body or inflict any damage. Instead, their own energy was controlled, leading to their direct defeat and demise.

The seventh-tier Heavenly Father crushed an ordinary eighth-tier deity.

The corpse of the mortal leader, Bolseks, was hung before the Heavenly Father's palace.

The mortals' war failed.

All rebellious mortals were executed.

The Heavenly Father's expression was cold. "These weak mortals actually found such a strange way to become stronger, even killing some of my descendants, but ultimately they are still very weak!"

"However, he actually found a path to the next growth phase. We previously thought this current growth phase was the limit."

These ignorant gods, learning from the mortals, acquired the path to becoming eighth-tier deities that the mortals had pioneered, and soon, a group of new deities emerged among them.

Another ten thousand years passed.

The Heavenly Father's race continued to lead an unimaginably chaotic life. Elsewhere, another primordial god-demon race emerged when a grain of sand eventually gained sentience with the passage of time.

A new race was born, possessing the "time" bloodline. This new being also began to call himself Heavenly Father and secretly became a deity, making the two races enemies.

Another ten thousand years passed.

Gradually, more "Heavenly Fathers" appeared, and as Dao trunks, they became enemies with each other.

Tens of thousands of years after the mortals' war, the war of the primordial god-demon era fully erupted.

This war was exceedingly bloody.

The universe descended into chaos. Ultimately, all the "Heavenly Fathers" who controlled the trunk rules perished, leaving only their struggling descendants behind.

"No one can master the trunk rules anymore."

Nu Yi saw this and snorted coldly. "Indeed, it's a bloodline universe, largely the same with minor differences... It's just that in our universe, no one could master the trunk rules from the start, whereas here, such a period existed. But with the demise of these oldest beings, the trunks completely reverted to the universe... becoming a mere image on the Great Dao blueprint."

The descendants that followed only mastered the branch rules.

Another tens of thousands of years passed.

The various "Heavenly Father" divine lineages developed peacefully. With the demise of their "fathers," they no longer waged war, instead indulging in their authority within their respective races.

No gods with grand ambitions emerged, none wishing to open up the chaos, split heaven and earth, escape this muddled existence, or forge a happy home for themselves.

They were like a group of lazy individuals, living day by day in their rooms, carelessly discarding their dirty socks, and never bothering to make their living spaces comfortable.

Finally, with the birth of a new god, everything changed.

"Gaes."

His father was Myrgle, the Celestial Saint who controlled the "Time Branch," and his mother was Ruieriya, who controlled the "Earth Element."

Although a god possessing immense power, he was unlike his chaotic siblings. From a young age, he became interested in the cultivation systems researched by mortals.

Although countless gods told him, "Those are methods only mortals cultivate. We only need to naturally pass through our growth phase to become immensely powerful; we will grow stronger with time."

Mortals would never have the possibility of surpassing gods!

This was because the highest realm for mortals was that of an eighth-tier deity. While some "gods" did not cultivate, after tens of thousands of years, having discovered the path to divinity, they too had reached the eighth-tier deity realm.

And since the gods possessed bloodline rules, mortals who merely practiced body or soul cultivation were no match for them. This meant that mortals, throughout their entire lives, had no possibility of catching up.

Yet Gaes still chose to research cultivation. His own kind disgusted him; instead, it was the diligent mortals who captured his interest.

He was among the youngest, yet within a day, his realm surpassed that of his parents, making him the most powerful eighth-tier deity of his era. Simultaneously, he began to contemplate the next realm.

The other gods remained muddled, not bothering to utilize high-dimensional spacetime, become four-dimensional beings, or reach their distant future, as it was too arduous.

But just like with Yi Mang, no one could forge the path to the ninth tier.

Gaes became utterly disheartened. He tried to find other gods, hoping to research and pioneer together, but they merely scoffed at him and refused.

They simply couldn't understand Gaes's way of thinking: "We are clearly already the strongest, what more is there to think about? Becoming stronger is utterly meaningless."

Nu Yi also shook her head and chuckled, "Gaes was helpless; he knew these beings were good-for-nothings... but it was only natural. They were randomly chosen mortals, and on any planet, the vast majority—99.9%—are ordinary mortals who, upon gaining power, would only indulge in tyranny."

Another five thousand years passed.

Gaes secretly allied with mortals, teaching them how to cultivate.

"The path to an eighth-tier deity was also deduced by mortals back then. Perhaps I can again..."

Mortal cultivation was already explicitly forbidden. After all, mortals were also immortal, and given enough time, their limit was an eighth-tier deity. While they couldn't overthrow the gods' rule, they could cause significant trouble.

Yet Gaes secretly protected a group of exceptionally talented mortals, guiding their cultivation. Simultaneously, he discussed the path to the ninth tier with these deity-level mortals.

They couldn't break through to the ninth tier themselves, but they could research the ninth tier for Gaes.

Another ten thousand years passed, and he was discovered by some of his kin, who learned he was secretly nurturing mortals.

This was a grave offense.

Gaes, left with no choice, secretly killed these gods.

Staring at the corpses of the slain gods, he couldn't help but wonder, "Can their power be extracted and transferred to me?"

He attempted to integrate their bloodlines, and remarkably, he succeeded!

Soon, he became a four-gene being, discovered the path to the ninth tier, and successfully broke through.

He became the first Dao attainer in the universe.

Concurrently, over these tens of thousands of years, he was repeatedly discovered by some gods for his secret alliance with mortals, forcing him to secretly kill them.

But his bloodline was now complete.

He then gave the bloodlines of the three gods he had killed to three exceptionally talented mortals: Mi Sa, Bourne Jones, and Lucius.

These three mortals transformed into gods, acquiring bloodlines.

In the subsequent tens of thousands of years, they became ninth-tier Dao attainers.

They continued to remain hidden, and began researching the tenth tier.

Just like Yi Mang in high-dimensional spacetime, an eighth-tier four-dimensional being could reach the distant future. From the eighth to the tenth tier, it would only take a single day.

They directly found the path to the tenth tier and successively attained the Dao.

Gaes successfully attained the Dao, becoming the first Saint between heaven and earth. He did not, however, wield the first blade for the universe.

Instead, he stole sacred fire for mortals.

A resounding rumble filled the air.

In the sky, the universe trembled, and divine light shimmered.

"Today, I attain the Dao of the universe, opening the ninth tier for mortals!"

"From this moment forth, the singular bloodline will no longer be randomly bestowed upon a single member of a race. Instead, when the first mortal of that race breaks through to become an eighth-tier deity, they will be granted the bloodline by Heaven, gaining the potential to ignite the divine flame and embark on the path to the Dao!"

As his voice fell, the rules of the universe completely transformed.

From then on, those mediocre and inactive gods could no longer appear; the power would only be granted to the fastest cultivators of a given race.

Nu Yi watched this scene, utterly astonished. "Igniting the sacred fire and attaining divinity—this act has brought vitality to the entire stagnant universe, ushering in a prosperous golden age!"