Chapter 829: Predicted Prediction

With a whoosh, the Emperor vanished completely, and the spatial channel through which he had returned closed.

A wave of spatial fluctuations began to reverberate, quickly spreading across the entire land, erasing all traces left by the spatial teleportation. Emperor Qi and the other two could only watch this scene in silence.

This was the perfect moment for them to pinpoint the location of the other world. However, they were utterly exhausted, lacking the strength to even attempt to locate the spatial coordinates of the other side. They could only stare blankly as the traces were wiped away.

Inside the Six Paths of Reincarnation, the players swiftly returned, reappearing in the Asura Path, standing within an ancient-style city. Their faces glowed with unimaginable excitement. "Incredible! One against three opponents!"

"Wait, I noticed something terrifying," a player suddenly remarked.

"What is it?"

"Did you see? They couldn't pinpoint our world's location and could only watch as we left," another player said.

Everyone pondered this and realized it was true. Before the Emperor left, he had erased all traces left by him and his companions, and the opponents were too exhausted to stop him.

If they were to pursue them, it would likely take five hundred years, similar to how long it took to locate Caroline's coordinates in the past, to pinpoint the Mini-Universe world as they did today. This was because distorting laws and re-establishing an erased path was incredibly difficult, especially with the opponents' own laws actively blocking it.

But would they truly pursue them without cause?

Bai Xiaojun's eyes gleamed as he said, "They were utterly beaten. They definitely won't spend five hundred years seeking revenge. Instead, after being beaten for nothing, they will surely turn their attention to re-evaluating their cultivation techniques, refining a perfect Dao foundation, and then attempting to break through to the ninth rank!"

Some players thought carefully and found this astonishing. "That's right, no one would want to waste five hundred years. After all, breaking through to the ninth rank is their main priority!"

"But now, they won't be rushing to break through."

"Yes, before, they absolutely had to be faster than each other!"

"Because whoever was faster could break through to the ninth rank and suppress the other two. The slower one would surely die. It was a race against death, leaving no room for hesitation!"

"But the Emperor, observing from the sidelines as they prepared to break through, directly intervened and fiercely woke them up, making them question their lives! He told them, 'What's the use of the three of you competing to break through first now? You might have won this battle, but if you hastily break through to the ninth rank, you will inevitably lose when facing that terrifying enemy later. That would be a dead end!'"

"He was scolding them for their shortsightedness! He meant they needed to refine their foundations to avoid leaving flaws and deficiencies in their realms, as it would be difficult to go back and fix them after breaking through."

Everyone nodded, their eyes filled with awe.

Given the wisdom of Emperor Qi, Caroline, and the Three Pillar Gods, they would surely react! They certainly wouldn't rush to break through now. Indeed, they currently possessed trillions of citizens, and their energy was sufficient to establish a nation and open up a world-nation at any time.

But what good would that do? They were all trillions of weak, old, and infirm cellular citizens! Rushing to break through would be useless. They would have to cultivate various systems, training every single soul-flesh cell, much like a commander re-training their army.

At the same time, the three of them would form a mutual restraint, preventing each other from breaking through to the ninth rank. If anyone secretly attempted to break through, the other two would intervene and suppress them, establishing a tripartite surveillance dynamic.

"So that's it! This is also a way to sever the path to the ninth rank, dominating through the ages. The Emperor is incredibly powerful; this is an astonishing calculation!"

"The Emperor is mighty! Truly too mighty! His strategies are flawless! He is indeed worthy of the terrifying wisdom that defeated Lord Youshan!" One player was utterly terrified.

Such wisdom was beyond the reach of ordinary people. Initially, they thought the Emperor was on the fifth or sixth layer, calculating everything and then making a decisive move to overwhelm the three. But looking back now, perhaps the Emperor was already on the eighth or ninth layer.

'I successfully predicted your prediction of a prediction.'

From the very beginning, he had planned it this way. His intervention to suppress the three of them was a feint; making them demoralized and actively choose not to break through was the true objective.

As everyone meticulously reviewed and dissected every detail, they realized how truly astounding the intricacies were.

"We should post this online and ask the experts to conduct a deeper analysis. I believe there are even more profound details we haven't grasped or unearthed yet," a player earnestly suggested.

"Indeed, we should study this carefully."

Everyone began to discuss. After all, when they had studied Lord Youshan previously, they had diligently taken notes of his 'miracle-study' language and secretly researched it.

Every character had to be carefully studied; writing several books of analytical records and creating character profiles was not an exaggeration for these players. Playing such a hardcore life simulation game without a bit of hair loss from diligent, in-depth research would lead to significant disadvantages.

Especially in this battle, the Emperor had completely redefined their understanding of both combat power and wisdom.

"Now, even if they can't possess five perfect bloodlines like the Emperor or cultivate seven or eight systems, they'll likely incorporate four or five, including the Soul Path and Martial Path. They might even seek out and develop more extraordinary cultivation methods, practicing several to improve the quality of their trillions of cellular citizens!"

Given their pride and belief in being the strongest at their cultivation level, how could they possibly accept being utterly defeated?

"Thinking about it this way, the Six Paths of Reincarnation's world path was correct from the very beginning: perfecting each realm step by step!" a player stated. "Let's call the absolute limit the Great Saint Realm."

"Indeed, now that I think about it, the Emperor's lifespan is similar to Caroline's and the others, but his previous realms were much lower than theirs; he hadn't even broken through to the Immortal rank. He was simply refining his realms, and now he's reaping the rewards of his accumulated strength. This is the true Great Dao of Heaven and Earth!" A player said, trembling slightly, having uncovered a terrifying truth.

Upon hearing this, the Great Octopus immediately fell silent, realizing that this place truly was the center of the universe.

It was simply too terrifying.

For these people, talking about cultivating several extraordinary cultivation methods was as easy as drinking plain water! One had to understand that most extraordinary races in the universe were already considered powerful if they even had their own unique cultivation method.

This was because it required countless generations of strong individuals from that race to refine and iterate their racial bloodline techniques to develop a complete system. For a single strong individual to cultivate even one method was already impressive. Two or three, however, were simply exaggerated.

Furthermore, according to its inherited memories, let alone refining one's realm, even being able to break through to the ninth rank in one's lifetime, especially at the last moment, was an extremely low probability.

Trillions of weak, old, and infirm cellular citizens? That was still better than not being able to break through and simply dying of old age. For most ninth-rank cultivators, not dying of old age on the long path to the ninth rank was already a blessing.

Only extraordinary cosmic civilizations with truly peak ninth-rank powerhouses could meticulously nurture their offspring and possess such astonishing foundations and time for breakthroughs.

"There truly is immense terror here," the Great Octopus exclaimed, filled with agitation. "Each of these ninth-rank cultivators has researched an ultimate, invincible path, enough to establish sects and usher in an era! Now, they even aim to refine their realms to perfection, full of vigor and ambition, each striving to catch up to the Emperor, who possesses the ultimate tenth-rank bloodline—it's simply outrageous!"

It shivered, a terrifying thought emerging in its mind: "With such perfectly refined Dao foundations, is their goal the ultimate tenth rank?"

"How incredibly audacious!"