Chapter 1373: Development

"Founding a sect?" Zhi Ji murmured.

They had indeed been in this world for some time, lurking in the shadows, but founding a sect now still carried the risk of attracting attention.

However, there was no doubt that the city they currently lived in was extremely chaotic.

Within a light-year was the Myancosa Autonomous Federation.

On this land, countless light-years away from Earth, four Ninth-Tier Dao Attainers had emerged over the years, ruling from above as the dominant class.

The territory was too vast.Truly immense.

For an Immortal Saint, the land they developed using all their accumulated resources was equivalent to hundreds of Saint's grand dao worlds. After all, only sufficiently vast territory could foster the hope for the continuation of nine multiverses...

Even Renard, known as the strongest man on the surface, found it difficult to rule the entire civilization. Powerful as he was, he only governed 3% of the land. The surrounding areas were fragmented by warring factions; this single piece of land alone was unimaginably vast. Even in the immediate vicinity, their home, the Kingdom of Enge, was secretly ruled by countless multinational corporations and technological powers.

"The strongest power in this land is the Milcy Medical Institute, the underground ruler of the entire Kingdom of Enge. They possess nuclear bomb and nuclear detonation technology, and are secretly conducting new human experiments."

Zhi Ji smiled, "Nuclear warfare has become quite frequent in this region over the years... They are said to have a peak Eighth-Tier deity overseeing them."

"There's no need to rush. We are also Eighth-Tier deities now, and our combat strength is not inferior to theirs. We can start with a small training class or martial arts school, gain a reputation in this small city, acquire some shops, then build new auction houses, cultivate experts... and then expand to surrounding cities."

Xu Zhi thought for a moment, "We don't need to reveal our deity realm. A Seventh-Tier Heavenly Emperor should be sufficient."

"That could work." Zhi Ji felt it was a plausible idea.

"According to my estimation, in another twenty to thirty years, those from the Myriad Worlds outside will have also refined the bloodline-severing technique and will soon follow our footsteps into this world. They are bound to cause a huge stir and draw all the attention." After all, Immortal Saints already had a stock of bloodline-severing talents, so it was only natural for them to develop the technique after the Great Slaughter. Because while their individual martial arts capabilities might not be strong, they had sheer numbers!

"So, they're coming in too?" Xu Zhi sat in his chair, tapping his fingertips. "Let's put that aside for now. We should first deduce our path and find our own martial way... However, if we're establishing a force, it's better to absorb existing ones."

"Indeed. Suppressing the surrounding small criminal groups and dark forces – a few nights out should be enough for me." Zhi Ji, this plump and round bird, suddenly swelled with bulging muscles. He transformed into a two-meter-tall muscular beast with robust arms, draped in a black cloak, resembling a burly figure shrouded beneath a dark hooded garment.

"Be careful," Xu Zhi mused. "After all, we are in the deity realm, but we can still be killed by the powerful experts of this world."

"Understood."

In just seventeen years, a power called "Blaze Venerate Hall" secretly rose, recruiting various civilian disciples to practice martial arts. It covertly governed surrounding provinces and districts, and even began to dabble in various industries: medicine, security, arms, human experimentation... The number of disciples in their controlled areas gradually increased.

Xu Zhi, as the head of this power, continued his research. Initially, Zhi Ji managed affairs, and then Zhi Ji brought in several trusted associates from their "Underworld Lands" to take over the management, which was now well-organized.

Everyone knew that the Ninth-Tier was just the beginning. With the overlapping and updating of eras, and the completion of cosmic rules, the gate to the Tenth-Tier was about to open. At that time, it would be a true golden age, with Martial Saints walking everywhere.

Anqing City, inside a detached villa.

Colson, the general manager and chairman of Blaze Group, and also the head disciple, finished his report and then withdrew.

"Other forces have reached their limit with us and are preparing to suppress us. It seems a confrontation is imminent."

Xu Zhi opened the refrigerator, took out two cups of hot milk, and handed one to Zhi Ji. "Martial Saints are different from Law Saints. They cultivate themselves and don't need to absorb cosmic rules from their dao fields in the Chaos Heavens to perfectly exert their power. Their power can be unleashed freely."

"So, their Saint Era is terrifying? They can roam freely, and some Tenth-Tier Saints might even possess powers comparable to Immortal Saints?"

"I don't think the peak combat power of the Tenth-Tier can compare to ours," Zhi Ji said, shaking her head as she drank her milk. "They are strong, certainly... but we were once Saints representing the 'Rules of Heaven'. We Immortal Saints mastered a vast number of crucial rules across nine great universes; it's impossible for them to compare to us." Zhi Ji suggested that perhaps they could be comparable to ordinary Tenth-Tier Law Saints. But they were not to be underestimated.

"Currently, we are in the Ninth-Tier, but once the Tenth-Tier era arrives, the main battlefield will shift here. In a war of Tenth-Tier Saints, even though you have blended into this world and were once Tenth-Tier Saints yourselves, you might not be able to prevail," Xu Zhi analyzed.

Zhi Ji was not surprised. She clearly knew that this land would usher in rapid development, an era of Tenth-Tier Saints! They might not gain any advantage fighting against these Martial Saints. Everyone would be Tenth-Tier, which meant reaching the end of the Dao, the ultimate realm of the universe... Even if they, the Immortal Saints, were powerful, in a strict sense, they were only former Tenth-Tier Saints.

"No rush anyway. Even if this doesn't work out, we still have our own Myriad Worlds to directly contend with them," Zhi Ji said, shaking her head. "Though, invading from within their own system and using their own framework to defeat them is the best approach." As the universe becomes complete, bloodlines will completely disappear. Even if the bloodline universes operate as self-regulating systems, forcibly existing outside the main universe, they will still be suppressed... The Myriad Worlds are bound to fall into a disadvantage.

"So, how's your cultivation progressing?" Xu Zhi asked.

"Not bad. The 'Burning River Force' is perfected, and your 'Thunder Emperor' technique is also almost complete," Zhi Ji replied.

It must be said, Zhi Ji's aptitude was indeed extraordinary. Although she no longer possessed much creative power, her talent for cultivation was still astounding. Only seventeen years had passed, and she had already reached this level.

"I already have a feeling," Zhi Ji said. "In another fifty years, the cosmic Grand Dao seats will be eighty percent complete... My peak Ninth-Tier realm is about to loosen, and the path to the Tenth-Tier is opening. And reaching eighty percent completion... also means that Chaos life forms will begin to spontaneously generate."

Fifty years? Xu Zhi was not surprised by this. He had merely forcefully accelerated their appearance at the time, but the underlying reason for their emergence was that the time was already near. Moreover, with the increasing prosperity of the Myriad Worlds and the exponential rise in the number of Saints, this was irreversible.

"It's worth mentioning that the entire transcendent world is now in turmoil, with large numbers of outer-realm deities descending," Zhi Ji suddenly chuckled. "They are referred to as 'Otherworldly Visitors'."

"It seems those guys from Rongcheng's side have arrived too. Their appearance allows us to stop attracting attention," Xu Zhi said seriously. "We can finally expand our influence and target some Ninth-Tier experts... You know, all martial arts, if developed in isolation, won't reveal their flaws."

Xu Zhi reached out and gently clawed at the villa's ceiling. A massive hole was ripped through the second and third floors of the villa, and a burly, robust middle-aged man fell through. He plummeted, as pliable as a willow branch in mid-air.

"Gilchrist, the guild chairman of the Milcy Medical Institute, ruler of the entire Kingdom of Enge, known as the Mechanical God of War." The Emperor looked up. "Sir, have you come to pay us a visit?"

Gilchrist's expression was exceedingly solemn as he looked at the two 'monsters' before him. "Ninth-Tier... What exactly is your objective, hiding in our small nation?"

The Emperor turned to Zhi Ji. "Can the combat power of a Ninth-Tier Martial Saint compare to your group?"

"Just a step behind." Zhi Ji looked at Gilchrist and stated seriously, "But it's already quite remarkable. He's a genius capable of pioneering Ninth-Tier martial arts. In terms of talent for pioneering martial arts in this era, I am inferior to him now."

"You dare to ignore me!" Gilchrist roared in fury, reaching out to grab them.