Chapter 1343: You Are Me! I Am You! The Guarantee of Bodhi Lord!

Chapter 1343: You are me! I am you! The pledge of Bodhi Master!

Zhou Zhou stared in shock at the image conjured by his Great Prophecy Technique.

Before him, a group of beings strikingly similar to himself yet fundamentally different, smiled with a sinister grin at the corpses of the Praey Sun army below.

Tens of billions of soldiers' bodies, tens of millions of deities' corpse forms, over five thousand true gods' remains, and half of the Praey Sun Empire's main deities' corpses lay scattered across the empire's land—like broken, discarded rags.

And among them, His own corpse was clearly present.

Rain of blood poured from the heavens, thick and relentless.

The potent aura of divine power and the energy of ascension transformed this battlefield into a celestial haven rivaling a true god's domain.

Though this haven had been forged from the deaths of countless Praey Sun soldiers and deities.

Zhou Zhou watched the scene, his heart chilled, yet a fierce rage surged within him.

A rage born from the very depths of the soul!

Him!

The unquestioned First Lord of all races!

Even the high-blooded, dominant races wielding masterful lordly powers—those who once ruled with unchallenged might—have been shattered, their very essence crushed, some even erased from existence.

His name echoes across all realms, etched into the memory of every being; every race sees Him as the herald and architect of a new age!

And now—now this mighty one, this invincible sovereign—falls in a petty war of a fledgling god-state?!

What kind of joke is this?!

Now He even harbors contempt for the Supreme Will!

Is this some kind of test for the Lords of all races?

I cannot pass it. How in the world can any other lord hope to succeed?

After a while, Zhou Zhou finally calmed down.

He stared at the image of the Great Prophecy, trying to find the reason for his failure.

And just then—

Suddenly, the copy of Zhou Zhou in the image turned his head and looked directly at Zhou Zhou.

"Hey, isn't that the Celestial Sovereign Lord who has made the myriad realms tremble with fear and unease?"

"Doesn't it make you feel panicked to see your future take this form?"

"Hahaha, you'll never defeat me."

"Because—"

"I am you!"

"What you have, I possess fully. How could you possibly defeat yourself?"

After speaking thus, suddenly His right hand swept forward, and the image created by Zhou Zhou through the Great Prophecy Technique was forcibly shut down.

Zhou Zhou furrowed his brow.

This one...

Could he even master the Great Prophecy Technique just acquired by Him?

A flash passed through Zhou Zhou's mind—of the subordinates summoned by the two Chaos Deity Demons he had previously slain.

Those subordinates bore the exact same appearance as his own underlings, only differing in tactics.

Now, it seemed clear that the enemies he had faced during the founding war were of the same origin as the Chaos Deity Demons. But this Chaos Deity Demon didn't merely summon beings that looked exactly like himself and his subordinates—its tactics were replicated down to the very core.

It duplicated every single technique he himself possessed.

And thus, it was precisely for this reason that He had said, "I am you," and "How can you possibly defeat yourself?"

Zhou Zhou thought of this, and his brows furrowed deeply, a dull ache spreading through his temples.

Could the founding war be against myself?

That would indeed be an impossible victory.

After all, the vast majority of my forces were stationed on Blue Star—unless I used the Gospel of the Returners to withdraw all subordinates from the Active Universe and return them to the Yangyang Empire, only then could I match my copy in terms of strength.

But right now, we are in the Active Period. Unless in an extreme emergency, Zhou Zhou truly did not want to withdraw anyone from the Active Universe.

Though, perhaps this very situation qualifies as an emergency...

Zhou Zhou found himself in deep contemplation.

He would rather face a sudden arrival of a Supreme God than face his own copy.

After all, even against a Supreme God, Zhou Zhou had a number of Supreme God-level tactics he could test out, with the outcome still uncertain.

But if facing himself, with everyone knowing each other’s strengths and weaknesses, both sides would resort to Supreme God-level strategies—resulting only in massive, futile casualties and the wasteful consumption of Supreme God-level artifacts, offering absolutely no decisive advantage.

"No matter what, the establishment of the Kingdom of God must be pursued without delay."

"Facing the situation later is worse than facing it sooner."

"I have to come up with a plan."

Zhou Zhou thought.

The Supreme Holy Body had not only bestowed upon Him unparalleled physical strength and innate talents, but also elevated His wisdom to an extraordinary level.

So quickly.

He grasped the key to breaking through the deadlock.

"Since that copy already has the upper hand, why forcefully interrupt my Great Prophecy Spell? Wouldn't it be more satisfying for Him to see my expression of reluctant defiance?"

"Unless..."

"He doesn't want me to see anything!"

Zhou Zhou murmured to himself.

Then, with decisive action, he drew out the Bodhi Sovereign.

Before he could even ask, the Bodhi Sovereign spoke first.

"Don't ask me."

"The Supreme Will personally instructed me—no consultation, no assistance, not even a single word, in this founding war."

"You must rely on yourself."

The Bodhi Sovereign spoke with a mixture of helplessness and malicious delight.

Zhou Zhou was startled, then resigned.

"Zhou Zhou,"

the Bodhi Sovereign suddenly spoke, his tone unusually serious, "you have always been cautious. You are extremely unwilling to take risks without absolute certainty."

"One thing: if there's even a 10% chance of danger, you'll likely avoid it—no matter how desirable the remaining 90% of benefits may be."

"This is an advantage."

"But in certain circumstances, it becomes a flaw."

"There will come a day when you face a crisis so dire that even the most cautious precautions will fail to resolve it."

"At that point, the chance of securing the benefit you desire might drop to just 1%."

"The other 99% will be nothing but failure."

"Then, what will you do?"

"I know you'd like to say that right now you are the supreme force of the Sun Dynasty, having defeated countless enemies, safeguarding the entire empire and the entire human race—how could you possibly be a man without courage?"

"I haven't claimed you lack courage."

"But you've never truly faced a crisis so dire that you were pushed to the edge, and then had to survive."

"You've had everything go smoothly along the way."

"It's time you faced something like this."

"I can be honest with you."

"Other universal chieftains, during the founding of their divine realms, would never have endured trials like yours."

"The enemies they faced were at most a conventional, novice-level divine realm chieftain force."

"Surviving the assault would be enough for them to become a divine realm chieftain force."

"They are different from you."

"As for why you are so exceptional…"

Bodhi Master smiled, his words deep with meaning: "It's simply because you have already been recognized by the Supreme Will as a candidate for the Supreme Chieftain."

"Because you are a candidate, the trials you must endure naturally differ from those faced by chieftains who fall outside the Supreme Will's notice."

"Believe me."

"Once you've survived today's founding battle and established your own divine realm."

"The throne of Supreme Lordship will be near you."

"I swear to you."

It was rare that Bodhi, the Supreme Master, would speak such words to Zhou Zhou.