Chapter 1538: Supreme Holy Body and Eternal Immortal Realm!

Chapter 1538: The Supreme Holy Body and the Eternal Immortality Realm!

[Artifact Name: The Book of Formlessness]

[Artifact Rank: Holy Artifact of Will – Lower Tier]

[Artifact Law – Formless Summoning: Using a warrior's true blood as summoning material, one may summon a true blood avatar of a powerful being. The true blood avatar possesses power ranging from one ten-thousandth to one-thousandth of the original entity's strength. In the highest case, a true blood avatar of a Supreme Will-being may be summoned.

At any given time, the Book of Formlessness can summon up to ten such true blood avatars.

Once the power stored within the true blood left by a warrior has been fully consumed, the true blood avatar vanishes, and the stored true blood within the Book of Formlessness likewise disappears. To summon again, the true blood of a powerful being must be replenished.]

[Tip 1: Warriors below the rank of Precise Supreme Will-being must expend vast amounts of Supreme God's divine energy and willpower to forcibly utilize this Holy Artifact of Will.]

[Tip 2: Can be willingly claimed by a will—(minimum required will level for claiming: Willful Immortal State)]

[Tip 3: Current stored true blood quantity within the Book of Formlessness: 3471/10000]

Zhou Zhan glanced at the attributes of the Book of Formlessness and nodded, but then his brow furrowed with a sudden headache.

This Book of Formlessness is indeed useful, yet where could he find the true blood of a Supreme Will Realm master?

Even if he could locate such a master, how would he convince them to give him their true blood?

Do not think the true blood of Supreme Will Realm masters is endless.

The true blood within their bodies is finite, and recovery is exceedingly difficult.

Moreover, for safety's sake, most Supreme Will Realm masters are unwilling to casually bestow their blood upon others.

Just as he was troubled by this,

a presence radiating the light of the Six Paths of Rebirth appeared before Zhou Zhou.

It was Rebirth Will—Hun Tian!

Gazing upon the figure before him, Zhou Zhou instantly went utterly still.

He thought to himself: This old man is truly attentive to me—while I was worrying about where to obtain the true blood of a Supreme Will Realm master, here it comes, delivered right to me.

Yes.

How come I didn't think of asking Brother Cycle earlier?

With my relationship to Brother Cycle, obtaining a drop of true blood from the Supreme Will Realm should be no problem, right?

Zhou Zhou thought.

"What are you staring at me like that for?"

Brother Cycle originally intended to speak about his own matters, but seeing his brother fixating on him, curiosity stirred and he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, nothing."

Zhou Zhou shook his head, then asked, "Brother, you've suddenly arrived—must be something important, isn't it?"

"Wouldn't I be able to come if there were nothing at all?"

Brother Cycle smiled lightly.

"Brother, what a foolish thing to say." Zhou Zhou quickly interjected. "My home is your home as well. No matter when you come, it's always welcome."

"Not quite."

The Cycle Will waved a hand, then continued, "Alright, I won't tease you anymore. This time, I've come to share something with you. The site of the Vast Abyss Will's inheritance will open in three days."

"The site of the Vast Abyss Will's inheritance is opening?!" Zhou Zhou's body jolted at the news, and he sighed with a deep sense of anticipation. "At last, it's coming."

The Cycle Will nodded. "I'll ask you once again—do you still wish to go there and claim the inheritance of the Vast Abyss Will?"

"Certainly."

Zhou Zhou smiled. "If this were years ago, I might have hesitated a bit."

"But now, I believe no being could stand in my way within the site of the Vast Abyss Will's inheritance."

Though he was merely a first-tier Supreme God now, his power had reached the pinnacle of all beings below the Supreme Will realm.

And the site of the Vast Abyss Will's inheritance allowed entry only to Supreme God-level beings.

Right now, if he were to enter the inheritance site of the Yellow Springs Will, he wouldn't be much different from having invincibility unlocked—no real difference at all.

So why not go?

Upon hearing this bold declaration, the Cycle Will couldn't help but chuckle—though not with mockery, but with a quiet sense of wonder and reflection.

Who could have imagined?

Just days ago, when He had first spoken to him about seizing the inheritance of the Yellow Springs Realm, the other had outwardly agreed—but inwardly, he had been trembling, hesitating, clearly afraid?

At the time, Zhou Zhou had thought He hadn't noticed.

But in truth, the Cycle Will had seen right through that hesitation in Zhou Zhou's heart.

Now, it was different.

He could clearly see now that Zhou Zhou wasn't just brave—he was filled with immense confidence, daring to venture into the very sanctum of the Yellow Springs Will's inheritance.

Yes.

In that case,

Perhaps the legacy of Huangquan Will, His dear friend, might finally find a true home—rather than falling into the hands of enemies.

The Will of the Cycle thought this.

As he recalled the death of Huangquan Will, a shadow passed through his heart.

If Huangquan Will were still alive, watching himself grow into the sovereign of the Underworld and the Cycle, he would surely have been filled with joy.

When Zhou Zhou came back to himself, he too saw the dimming in the Will of the Cycle's eyes.

At once, his mind stirred, and he said softly:

"Brother."

"I've actually already seen Huangquan Will several times."

The Will of Cycles had not yet reacted when it first happened—only when it finally registered the truth did it seize Zhou Zhou's arm with sudden, frantic urgency, shouting, "Impossible! Did you see the Will of the Yellow Marsh? Where is it?! What is its condition?! It didn't die, didn't it? How can it still be alive?! No, no—none of this matters anymore. Hurry, I must go too. I want to see it too!"

"Brother, you hurt me."

Zhou Zhou gritted his teeth, glaring at the hands tightly gripping his arms.

Look, I knew he'd be desperate.

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry—I was just so frantic!"

Realizing his own reaction had been excessive, the Will of Cycles withdrew his hands and, in a gesture of gentle care, massaged Zhou Zhou's arms.

Then, unable to resist, he asked again, "Where exactly is the Will of the Yellow Marsh? Just tell me the location—I'll go find it myself."

Zhou Zhou gazed at the Will of Cycles, whose face was alight with yearning and anticipation, his expression complex, a quiet sigh drifting through his thoughts.

How deeply had this being fallen in love with the Will of the Yellow Marsh? That it dared not even entertain a single doubt—only to ask directly, "Where is it?"

Such devotion made Zhou Zhou hesitate to reveal the truth, for he sensed it would be cruel.

After all, a time relic remains merely a time relic.

Those who have perished will never return.

Yet, gazing into the resolute eyes of the cyclical will, He knew he could not remain silent—even if he wished to. Otherwise, He would not move forward.

"Brother,"

Zhou Zhou said, "I did not encounter the Yellow Springs Will in the real world, but rather the Lord I saw within the time relic."

The cyclical will stared, stunned.

"Time relic..."

His expression instantly darkened with bitterness, his voice rough:

"Where exactly is that time relic?"

Zhou Zhou immediately gave him the precise geographical location.

The Will of the Cycle knew the location and suddenly leapt to his feet, his form vanishing instantly.

"Thank you, younger brother."

His voice echoed throughout the Hall of Cyclic Renewal.

Zhou Zhou saw this and was about to offer a few words of admiration when suddenly he snapped back to awareness.

Hang on!

Not...

Did you just vanish so abruptly??

I haven't even received my true blood yet!

Give me your true blood first before you leave!

Alas, no one answered.

Zhou Zhou regretted deeply upon seeing this.

If only he had first disclosed the truth about the real blood, and then revealed the matter of the Yellow Springs Will.

Now, it was possible that the other party would take a very long time to return.

Should the Cycle Will not return before encountering an enemy of the Supreme Will level, then it would be in grave danger.

As for the fact that the other party couldn't enter the Time Relic—Zhou Zhou never even considered it.

Being a Supreme Will, especially one of the top-tier Supreme Will—the Ruler of the Underworld—entering a Time Relic that had a master was as simple as breathing.

"Fine."

"Every road has its turning point when you reach the mountain."

"At worst, I'll appeal to the Supreme Will. I won't believe that the Supreme Will won't grant me a back-up, a safeguard capable of protecting me against any Supreme Will."

"After all, I'm the youngest candidate for the Supreme Lordship—shouldn't at least get something in return?"

Zhou Zhou muttered to himself.

At that very moment,

a figure suddenly appeared beside him.

His expression was somewhat urgent, but upon hearing Zhou Zhou's whispered words, he paused, startled.

It was the returning Cyclical Will.

"Brother.

"What's happened?

"Why do you need a backup to protect yourself before the Supreme Will?"

The Cyclical Will asked seriously.

He had never imagined that a simple brief return would greet him with such monumental news.

Could there truly be an enemy at the level of the Supreme Will, seeking to lay hands upon his sworn brother, who was a mere first-tier Supreme God?

Who possessed such boundless arrogance?!

Had they completely cast aside the dignity that belonged to a top-tier powerhouse?

Zhou Zhou was equally taken aback that, in the blink of an eye, his elder brother had doubled back and overheard his quiet murmurs.

Though he knew not the reason for his brother's sudden return, since the question had been asked, Zhou Zhou took the opportunity to recount the events of today's Ultimate Void Battlefield, including how he had stood alone against two quasi-Supreme Will powerhouses and stubbornly withstood the full-force strike of a Supreme Will's true-blood incarnation.

Upon hearing this, the Samsara Will was utterly shaken.

He knew his brother had undergone immense trials within the Ultimate Void Battlefield and that his strength had surged significantly—the smooth ascension from a Master God all the way to a first-tier Supreme God was the finest proof of that.

Yet he had never dreamed that his brother's growth would so vastly outpace his wildest imagination.

Though his realm was merely that of a first-tier Supreme God, his true combat prowess had already attained the pinnacle of the quasi-Supreme Will tier, to the point where even the full-force blow of a Supreme Will's true-blood incarnation could do nothing against him?

Though that was merely a true-blood avatar at the Supreme Will Realm level,

the Cyclical Will, as a Supreme Will Realm master himself, naturally understood that for such a realm, even a single true-blood avatar was beyond the reach of any ordinary Precursor Supreme Will master.

Yet his own brother had managed to withstand it.

It was utterly incomprehensible.

He immediately asked for the specific details of what had transpired.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhou spoke without hesitation, revealing everything in full.

The Cyclical Will studied Zhou for a moment, then murmured in astonishment, "Your fortune is too vast."

"With such fortune shielding you, it's as if no evil force can touch you."

"That's why that individual didn't manage to link to you through killing your avatar."

"Still, you and your avatar must possess some top-tier divine body, surely?"

"Otherwise, even if you have great fortune, without a solid foundation of divine body, you won't be able to withstand the benefits brought by such immense fortune."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Zhou was utterly surprised—there was apparently such a subtlety at play.

It was only because of his own physical constitution that he had survived the full force of the True Blood Avatar's attack without perishing.

He pondered for a moment and said, "I have many types of divine bodies. However, if we're talking about the absolute pinnacle, it would be the Supreme Holy Body."

"Supreme Holy Body?"

"Did the Supreme Will itself grant you his cultivation technique?"

The Cycle Will's eyes instantly widened in astonishment.

"Yes."

Zhou Zhou smiled.

The Cycle Will stared at Zhou Zhou, his expression oddly strange.

"Brother."

"What's wrong with your expression?"

Zhou Zhou asked, puzzled.

"Little brother."

The cyclical will carefully weighed its words before speaking in a tone laced with complexity:

"Do you know, among the four senior candidates for the highest lordship, the competition is for the position of Supreme Lord. Do you know, beyond the position of successor to the Supreme Will, what other tangible benefits does the title of Supreme Lord entail?"

"I don't know."

Zhou Zhou thought for a moment, then stared in astonishment.

For he realized he had never truly considered—what, exactly, did the title of Supreme Lord mean beyond being the heir to the Supreme Will?

"You truly don't know."

The Cyclic Will, upon observing Zhou Zhou's reaction, couldn't help but take a deep breath.

He spoke slowly: "The position of Supreme Lord is not merely a symbol of the heir to the highest will—it also signifies a legacy!"

"A legacy of the Ever-Immortal Realm!"

"Ever-Immortal Realm?"

Zhou Zhou looked bewildered.

He searched through every ancestral lineage stored in his mind, yet found no mention of this realm.

What was it?

Was it a title used within other vast cosmic worlds across dimensions?

"The Ever-Immortal Realm is the stage of cultivation beyond the Realm of Will Transcendence!"

"Legend has it that beings at that level have achieved the unification of illusion and reality, becoming truly invincible!"

"There is no existence that can stand against the Eternal Unfading State."

"Unless the other entity is also of the Eternal Unfading State."

"In simple terms..."

"The Eternal Unfading State is the very end of our path of cultivation!"

The Cycle Will immediately sensed from Zhou Zhou's expression that He had no understanding of the Eternal Unfading State, and thus explained it to Him at once.

"Is the Eternal Unfading State truly the end of our cultivation path?!"

"And the inheritance of the Supreme Lord—could it be an inheritance of the Eternal Unfading State?!"

Zhou Zhou was completely stunned.

He never imagined that behind this position of the Supreme Lord lay such profound significance.

Wait...

He suddenly realized something and turned his gaze toward the cyclic will.

"Brother."

"Did you mean to say..."

The cyclic will nodded.

"You're absolutely right."

"The Supreme Sacred Body is merely a fragment of the lineage of Eternal Immortality."

"The limit of the Supreme Sacred Body you've been cultivating is not the Realm of Supreme Will, nor the Realm of Will Transcendence—but rather, a part of the inheritance of Eternal Immortality, which encompasses the boundless, the ultimate void, countless great universes, and even the realms of illusion!"

He looked with envy upon Zhou Zhou:

"I suspected that the Supreme Will might grow fond of you due to your achievements, and perhaps in the future, you might even succeed Him and inherit His position as the next Supreme Will."

"But I never truly expected that."

"You are currently no more than a fourth reserve of the Supreme Lord, and yet the Supreme Will itself is willing to bestow upon you a portion of the Supreme Lord's heritage."

"Neither the Heavenly Punishment God King, the Spring-Autumn Law Master, nor the Universal Demon Master have ever received such favor."

"Such a noble brother."

"Strive diligently from now on."

"With the Supreme Will's recognition, as long as you don't falter along the way, the future throne of Supreme Lord—and indeed, our Supreme Cosmic Realm—will undoubtedly be yours."

"I'm certain of it!"