"The portions of the spatial Laws that the Water Laws can come into contact with include part of the Profound Mystery of Spatial Teleportation and part of the Profound Mystery of Spatial Lockdown."
"Before you became a Paragon, your ability to disrupt and pierce through space could barely be considered touching the edge of the Profound Mystery of Spatial Teleportation."
"If you wish to comprehend the spatial Laws, you can continue along this direction."
"Spatial Teleportation and Spatial Lockdown..."
Loran silently nodded.
What cultivators feared most was having no direction.
Now that his father had already pointed out the road ahead for cultivating the spatial Laws, with the spatial affinity brought by his bloodline, entering the spatial Laws wouldn't be too difficult.
"Next, I'll tell you how to excavate the power of your own bloodline."
The method of excavating one's bloodline power had been created by Locke based on the cultivation systems of Origin Lifeforms from the world of Swallowed Star.
This bloodline cultivation system could be practiced by any divine beast and their descendants.
However, no matter what, the bloodline power of a divine beast's descendants could never surpass that of their parents.
Therefore, for these divine beast descendants, cultivating their bloodline power brought only negligible improvements.
After all, with the time spent excavating their bloodline, they could probably have already comprehended the Laws and become Saint-level experts.
Besides, most divine beasts were merely ordinary divine beasts. They only received divine sparks and became Deities through the Laws granted by the heavens upon reaching adulthood. Even if their descendants completely excavated the power of their bloodlines, they would merely become ordinary Demigods.
Only powerful divine beasts such as the Four Divine Beast Sovereigns could allow their descendants to cultivate their bloodline power to the Highgod level.
But even that level of strength was only barely respectable within the Seven Divine Planes and Four Higher Planes.
Locke was different.
He was Emperor Jiang, the only spatial divine beast in the Panlong Universe.
Moreover, Locke's own bloodline power had yet to reach perfection.
Once his bloodline power became complete, Locke would become the spatial supreme divine beast Emperor Jiang of the Hongmeng Universe!
At that time, the pinnacle of his bloodline would be a Godking-level lifeform, existing on the same level as the Overgods.
As Locke's son, although Loran could never reach Locke's level or attain the realm of the Overgods through the bloodline cultivation system, below the Overgods, there would still be few who could rival him.
This could also be considered a path Locke had opened up for his future descendants.
"The most important aspect of the bloodline cultivation system is sensing your own qi and blood, stimulating more mysteries hidden within the bloodline..."
After explaining the key points of cultivating the spatial Laws and teaching the methods of the bloodline cultivation system to Loran, Locke sent him down from Mount Netherworld.
The current Loran had already achieved success in cultivation and even had his own family. Keeping him by his side no longer held any meaning.
Furthermore, both Locke and Death Chief Sovereign Lilia had their own cultivation to pursue and simply didn't have extra time to accompany Loran. To Loran, Mount Netherworld might not be much different from a prison.
No wonder Loran almost never came to Mount Netherworld unless he had something important to do.
"Locke, Locke..."
Death Chief Sovereign's voice rang beside Locke's ears.
Slowly opening his eyes, Locke moved his mind and extended his divine sense to make contact with Death Chief Sovereign Lilia's divine sense.
"Lilia, why are you calling me?"
"Locke, don't tell me you've forgotten what time it is now?"
"Hm?"
Hearing Death Chief Sovereign Lilia's question, Locke was momentarily stunned. Then his divine sense spread throughout the Netherworld and, from the conversations of its inhabitants, quickly determined the current time.
"Several tens of millions of years have passed again..."
After learning the current date, Locke immediately understood why Death Chief Sovereign had awakened him.
"Has the Planar Wars begun?"
"Mm. The first battle this time is between the Wind Divine Plane and the Dark Divine Plane."
"The battle between the Netherworld and the Celestial Realm is the third one."
"In at most three hundred thousand years, we'll know whether achieving ten consecutive victories truly brings rewards from the Overgods."
"I estimate that the Planar Battlefield is about to open!"
No sooner had Death Chief Sovereign finished speaking than Locke had already sensed the disturbances within the spatial turbulence.
"Then let's go."
Locke's figure flashed and instantly appeared within Death Chief Sovereign's palace. Taking Lilia's hand, he stepped together with her into the spatial turbulence.
"Rumble..."
Within the spatial turbulence, streams of colorful chaotic currents surged like violent tidal waves. One Sovereign after another stepped out from the Divine Planes and Higher Planes, gathering at the center between the Seven Divine Planes and Four Higher Planes.
That location was the very center of the spatial turbulence.
"Greetings, Lord Locke. Greetings, Death Chief Sovereign."
Upon seeing Locke and Death Chief Sovereign, the first batch of Sovereigns immediately stepped forward and bowed.
As for the Sovereigns who had ascended later, after hearing how the others addressed Locke, they likewise dared not show any disrespect and immediately came forward to pay their respects.
As newly ascended Sovereigns, they had all learned of Lord Locke's existence from the older Sovereigns.
However, Locke had not appeared during the previous dozen or so Planar Wars, making this the first time many of these newer Sovereigns had ever seen him.
"Very well. You may rise."
"This time, the Netherworld and the Celestial Realm will determine who achieves ten consecutive victories."
"I suspect that after achieving ten consecutive victories, the Planar Battlefield may undergo some changes, so I've come to take a look."
"Ten consecutive victories might cause changes?"
Hearing Lord Locke's words, the Sovereigns couldn't help but feel somewhat doubtful.
Although Lord Locke had only said "might"—
Based on their understanding of him, if there weren't a high probability, Lord Locke wouldn't pay such close attention to it.
As a result, even those Sovereigns who previously had little interest in the Planar Battlefield now became intrigued.
Soon, another group of Sovereigns arrived, including the other three Chief Sovereigns of the Edicts, bringing the total number of Sovereigns to sixty-one.
Locke swept his gaze around.
Water Chief Sovereign Levlenxia had also arrived, but from her appearance, she looked less like a Water Chief Sovereign and more like an attendant of Life Chief Sovereign Wawaya, following behind her step by step.
More than sixty Sovereigns gathered above the center of the spatial turbulence.
For anyone below the Sovereign level, these violent currents were extremely dangerous and capable of destroying everything.
But before the Sovereigns, these turbulent currents were merely somewhat more troublesome than elemental turbulence and posed no threat whatsoever.
Under the watchful gazes of the Sovereigns, the spatial turbulence surged outward from the center, causing the Planar Battlefield to appear before them.
Now that the Planar Battlefield had appeared, the transmission channels connecting the Wind Divine Plane and the Dark Divine Plane—the protagonists of this trillion-year war—had already opened.
Under the Sovereigns' watch, groups of Sovereign Armies began appearing from the teleportation arrays within the two headquarters of the battlefield.
In every Planar War, the main force always consisted of the Sovereign Armies under the Sovereigns.
The number of Commanders and ordinary soldiers who joined independently wasn't even one-tenth of the total number of Sovereign Army soldiers.
In less than half a day, the six Sovereign Armies from the Wind Divine Plane and the five Sovereign Armies from the Dark Divine Plane had all entered the Planar Battlefield and began establishing defenses according to the arrangements of their respective commanders.
The duration of a Planar War was uncertain.
The shortest could be decided in one thousand years.
If, after one hundred thousand years, neither side had occupied the two Starlight Rivers of the battlefield, all soldiers within the Planar Battlefield would be annihilated by the power of the Overgods, and the result would be considered a draw.
The Planar Battlefield had originally been created by Hongmeng for the purpose of allowing divine lifeforms to slaughter one another and thereby reduce the burden upon the magical universe.
What was needed there was not friendly negotiation or compromise, but desperate slaughter without regard for consequences.
The strong lived.
The weak died.
By eliminating a group of ancient lifeforms, room for cultivation and advancement could be left for newly born beings.
The magical universe was vast enough to contain the countless lifeforms of the Seven Divine Planes, Four Higher Planes, and innumerable material planes competing against one another.
Yet the magical universe was also small.
It could not allow these divine experts with endless lifespans to monopolize finite resources forever.
Thus, every so often, a great cleansing would occur.
The Planar Wars were the "tribulation" that Hongmeng had established for the lifeforms of the magical universe.
One tribulation every trillion years.
Survive it, and one could enjoy peace for another trillion years.
Fail, and one would become a divine spark upon the Planar Battlefield before ultimately being drawn into the Elemental Seas and decomposed into the various elements.
This was Hongmeng's macro-level regulation of the magical universe.
Simple and crude.
Yet extremely effective.
At the very least, throughout the following thousand-plus Cycles, the magical universe never faced the danger of collapsing due to excessive numbers of lifeforms.
The battle between the Wind Divine Plane and the Dark Divine Plane did not last long.
With one additional Sovereign Army compared to the Dark Divine Plane, the Wind Divine Plane finally transformed its advantage into victory after more than seventeen thousand years of fighting, launching an offensive against the Dark Divine Plane's Sovereign Armies across the two thousand-meter-wide bridges spanning the Starlight River.
Like the other Sovereigns, Locke's divine sense enveloped the entire Planar Battlefield.
Although he had publicly stated that he came to observe the possible changes brought about by ten consecutive victories, Locke had never forgotten his true purpose for watching the Planar Wars.
He was searching for fire-element and earth-element experts who possessed the potential to break through to the Paragon level.
The stability of space within the Planar Battlefield was more than one hundred times greater than even that of the Higher Planes.
Only experts at the Seven Star Fiend level or above could tear open space there.
Prefect-level experts could tear open spatial cracks several dozen meters long.
Prefects wielding offensive Sovereign artifacts could blast holes directly into the space of the Planar Battlefield.
Thanks to this degree of spatial stability, the number of people Locke needed to pay attention to was greatly reduced.
(End of Chapter)
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