Chapter 1176: Mythical Rank·Unique Lord Talent—Undying King!

Chapter 1176: Mythic-Class · Sole Sovereign Talent – The King of Immortality!

"You mean that Elisaar has already led his remnants and former followers into the territorial boundaries of the Sunny Empire?"

He asked, his voice low and deliberate.

"Yes, Your Majesty," the silver barbarian spoke cautiously. "Under no unexpected circumstances, they should reach within the Sunny Empire's territory by dawn tomorrow."

"Can we not pursue them?"

Colir asked.

"Your Majesty, it's unlikely."

"Though they haven't yet crossed into the official borders of the Sunny Empire, they have already entered the empire's alert zone."

"If their forces are weak and lack strong warriors, they pose no real threat to the Sunny Empire. The empire's garrison will not grow alert or take any action."

"But should our army approach the alert zone of the Sunny Empire's territory, the enemy would have every reason to believe we intend to wage war upon them."

"Once we're caught by the other side using that pretext and refuse to let go, we'll have unintentionally drawn ourselves into a great enemy's grasp."

This Silver Tarrasque spoke.

A flash of wrath crossed the face of the Purple Crystal Tarrasque.

Yet, upon recalling the recent video footage of the war between the Sunlight Empire and Os's Crimson Army, the anger vanished inexplicably—instead, a quiet dread took root within him.

The Sunlight Empire, capable of defeating Os's Crimson Army, was clearly beyond his reach.

Not just one Tarrasque nation.

Even if ten Tarrasque nations united to face the Sunlight Empire, victory would not necessarily be theirs.

The Silver Tarrasque was indeed right—there was no need to recklessly create such a formidable adversary for the Tarrasque nation.

"Everyone, what are your thoughts? If any of you have something to say, share it with me."

Kolir turned his gaze downward, toward the over one hundred Golden Tarrasque-descended ministers and a dozen Purple Crystal Tarrasque-descended ministers.

Though his heart sensed he would not prevail against the Praeyang Empire, he still could not bear to watch Elissar flee without a struggle.

As the sole bearer of the primordial elven bloodline, Elissar possessed extraordinary potential—her future might well ascend to the level of a Supreme God.

To let such a formidable foe escape was a burden upon his conscience.

The mountain-tailed ministers beneath remained silent for a moment, none daring to speak.

Faced with the colossal Praeyang Empire, they could not conceive of a way to eliminate Elissar.

After a long silence,

a venerable purple-crystal mountain-tailed minister stepped forward.

His true godly aura flickered faintly, as though a true god barely had stabilized his own realm, one recently risen to the rank of true godhood.

"Lord of the Realm, I have something to say."

His voice was ancient, yet firm.

"Master, please speak."

Kolir hurried to say so.

This man was His father's teacher, named Gurchi. Even now, as the king of the lizardfolk, He had to show proper respect.

"Your Majesty," Gurchi said, "we have already reached a point where entering the borders of the Sun Empire is no longer possible—this is an unchangeable fact."

"It is also said that the Celestial Emperor has long had some acquaintance with Elisara. I believe, tomorrow, the Celestial Emperor will most likely accept Elisara and His remaining forces."

"At this moment, I see only two viable solutions to this great threat posed by Elisara."

Then He presented his ideas to Kolir and the assembled ministers.

After listening carefully, Kolir sat in silence for a long while, then slowly nodded.

"Very well."

"Under these circumstances, there is no other option but this one."

He said.

Then, a thought crossed his mind:

"Perhaps the Celestial Sovereign of the World will grant me a favor."

...

The next day.

Within the Palace of Cyclic Renewal,

Zhou Zhou, seated upon a divine artifact cushion, slowly opened his eyes.

He gazed upon his divine form, feeling the inscribed highest divine scripts embedded within his very being, and nodded slightly.

"Throughout the entire night, I've used up all the lordly talent crystal fragments and half of the lordly talent spheres—finally, I've raised my Supreme Sacred Body to the mid-level of a True God."

"But to advance just one level at the True God rank, it costs so much lordly talent material."

"To elevate the Supreme Holy Body to the level of a Supreme God, one would likely need to consume vast quantities of Lord-tier talent materials."

Zhou Zhou thought this, and a pang of sorrow welled up within him.

So many fragments of Lord-tier talent crystals and Lord-tier talent spheres had already been invested.

If used to awaken Lord-tier talents, how many would he have to awaken?!?

Yet then his brows relaxed, and his gaze grew resolute once more.

"The Supreme Holy Body is essential for creating Supreme God-tier Lord talents, for forging an invincible body that withstands all laws of nature, for enabling adaptive Lord talents to awaken in extreme environments, and for acquiring countless other abilities."

"I'm having a great time awakening Lord talents now."

"But in the future, I may suffer greatly."

"He who does not plan for the long term cannot plan for the present; he who does not consider the whole cannot manage a single region."

"This Supreme Holy Body—I must cultivate it!"

Zhou Zhou's heart was resolute.

Of course.

That wasn't the point.

The real issue was the environment previously described by Bodhi, one untouched by the Supreme Will.

Although Bodhi had not given a direct answer to that statement, precisely because of that silence, Zhou felt a deep, gnawing unease.

If Bodhi himself would not elaborate—then the secret must lie at a level so extraordinary, carrying with it a danger equally absurd.

Should one day find themselves in a perilous situation beyond the reach of the Supreme Will, perhaps this Supreme Sacred Body—capable of adapting to any environment—would be the sole lifeline, the only hope left!

Therefore, it was imperative that he cultivate the Supreme Sacred Body!

With the current state of affairs, the thirty-some lordly talents already upon him were more than sufficient. He did not lack any particular talent at this moment.

Then let all of it be devoted to perfecting the Supreme Holy Body.

Then He glanced at the newly awakened noble talent, born from a single night of intense cultivation.

This noble talent was, in fact, another myth-level, exclusive noble talent.

[Noble Talent: Immortal King (Myth-Level, Exclusive)]

[Specific Talent Effect 1 – Unbroken Body: Even if you are reduced to a single drop of blood, you may instantly resurrect at peak strength from that drop.]

[Specific Talent Effect 2 – Fate’s Protection: You are shielded by the laws of fate; no fate curse from any main god or below-main-god level can kill your destiny.]

[Specific Talent Effect 3 – Resurrection Child: Each day, you automatically gain one resurrection opportunity.]

[Specific Talent Effect 4 – Infinite Cycles: Within your will lies an independent cycle law. When all resurrection methods fail, you will acquire a fresh life essence, erase every trace of previous cycles, and enter a randomly generated reincarnation within the myriad realms of existence. You will retain your pre-death memories and talents, enabling rapid growth as a reincarnated being. Unless the Great Cosmos is destroyed, you may endlessly reincarnate.]

[Specific Talent Effect 5 – Void Will: After your cycle law vanishes, you will lose everything and become an eternal, formless existence devoid of power.]

Zhou Zhou froze.

Looking at the second Fate Embrace effect.

"Could it be that this Immortal King Lord's innate ability emerged—after I yesterday saw the Fate Strawman and feared its effect of annihilating a duplicate, and after the Supreme Holy Body judged it—and thus spontaneously generated this Lord's talent on its own?"

Zhou Zhou murmured to himself, filled with astonishment.