The Era of Gods-Chapter 703: Remnants of the All-Embracing Progenitor’s Will

But regrettably, the Balance Ancestor had passed away, and his True Spirit’s will had completely vanished, leaving behind power that was not wholly intact.

If it had been whole, after a complete fusion, he would have naturally ascended to become the new Power Ancestor of Balance.

However, if the power of Balance were completely intact, it would imply that the Balance Ancestor wasn’t dead, and any attempt at fusion would be self-destructive.

Even so, the residual Balance power of the Balance Ancestor was enough for a leap in understanding of the Rules of Balance he wielded.

It took Lin Xiao only six years to fully assimilate the second Ancestral Remains of the Balance Ancestor. His strength did not increase in the slightest, yet within the Sea of Souls, formed from the shell of the Crystal Wall System’s Core, a power core larger than his own soul had emerged.

Though his strength had not increased at all, the sight of this immensely vast power filled him with anticipation for the day his True Spirit would meet the standard.

And... how to use the excess power.

It was foreseeable that he would never be able to use up so much power.

After all, as long as he had not ascended to Ancestry or obtained great divine power, his True Spirit would surely have a limit; it could not be infinitely enhanced to the point of rivaling that great divine power. This meant that his power limit might be stronger than that of other super divine powers in the future, but it would definitely have a ceiling.

And in this Tomb of the Ancestors, with several Ancestral Remains, who knows how much superfluous power would accumulate only to go unused—it could not simply be hoarded forever.

If he were to ascend to great divine power in the future, Mana would no longer be the decisive factor for the strength of that rank; it would hinge mainly on the powers held. The power accumulated from several ancestral legacies might seem vast for him now, but to an Ancestor, it would merely be so-so, because an Ancestor’s power is endless.

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Therefore, hoarding it would be a complete waste; it had to be utilized.

In fact, several years ago when Lin Xiao began hoarding surplus energy, he had already conceived a certain idea, but it was only now that he had made up his mind.

It was simple: convert the surplus power into the most pure energy and directly infuse it into his Divine Realm to strengthen and expand its territory.

Although the Divine Realm couldn’t be opened in the Wizard World, it was one with him; it couldn’t be accessed but could be communicated with.

Speaking of which, during all this time, his Divine Realm had been expanding automatically, and quite rapidly at that—even without investing any resources, its growth rate was far faster than that of most God Realm Kin.

But his strength had grown too quickly, and the expansion still couldn’t keep up with the rate at which his strength increased, resulting in his Divine Realm’s area and the population of his Clan within the Divine Realm being extremely disproportionate to his current strength.

Looking at the Main World, isn’t the Divine Realm of any powerful divine force as big as or bigger than a mid-sized plane? Some seasoned powerful divine forces or even super divine forces that have been deified for a long time have Divine Realms comparable in size to the earth’s surface area, accommodating hundreds of millions of God Realm Kin and providing a constant, massive influx of Power of Faith to the Divine Realm Master.

After so long, Lin Xiao’s Divine Realm was still less than fifty million square kilometers.

It’s worth mentioning that this Divine Realm refers to the total area, including the Main Divine Realm, all major subsidiary Divine Realms, and the space between the Main Divine Realm and the subsidiary ones.

After the Son of the Divine Realm’s Divine Enthronement, the Divine Realm is typically divided into the Main Divine Realm, subsidiary Divine Realms, and the intervening Void, similar to a miniature Crystal Wall System—all these spaces are included within the scope of the Divine Domain Space. The commonly mentioned Divine Realm area refers to this total area.

The Divine Realms of those mighty divine forces which are as vast as the earth’s total area include vast uninhabited voids.

Lin Xiao’s Divine Realm is the same; apart from the Main Divine Realm and the six large subsidiary Divine Realms, along with dozens of miniature Divine Realms, a large portion is void.

On the rare occasion of communing with his Divine Realm, he established an energy channel and converted the previously accumulated boundless strength into pure high-energy, pouring it into the Divine Realm.

The gods of the Divine Realm, located on the divine country layer, immediately sensed this change. In the center of the Eternal Mountain Range of the Heaven Divine Realm, which had always been immovable, a violent tremor suddenly emanated. The terrain rose rapidly, and as the dust clouds dispersed, they revealed the head of a Dragon covered in golden scales, exuding majesty and ferocity.

Slarda raised his head to the sky, whispering devoutly as his voice echoed within the Heaven Divine Realm:

"By our Main God’s Divine-mandate, the world will ascend and needs more of its faithful!"

The voice seemed not loud, yet every member of the God Realm Kin within any Divine Domain Space, whether the Naga Clan of the Asuras, the Star Spirits, or the Small Fishmen, and other races, heard his summons.

As the first divine subordinate of the Divine Realm, and also Lin Xiao’s Saint and spokesman, Slarda managed the Divine Realm’s development in his absence. His Divine Edicts represented Lin Xiao’s will, and all gods of the Divine Realm obeyed, promptly issuing Divine Mandates to their followers.

The influx of a massive amount of high-energy into the Divine Realm immediately stimulated an expansion of its territory.

The so-called high-energy refers to energy that is more intense than normal energy, generally on par with Divine Power but slightly inferior in magical aspects.

Lin Xiao’s infusion of high energy into the Divine Realm was not only abundant but also contained Ancestral Runes that had already lost all ancestral wills. Merging directly into the Divine Realm, it allowed for a higher limit to the realm’s strength, accommodating more powerful forces, and the upper limits of strength for the clans and saints within the Divine Realm also became higher.

The strengthening of the Divine Realm could not be completed in a short time. Lin Xiao only paid attention to it for a while before withdrawing his gaze. He needed to find the remaining Ancestral Remains within the Ancestral Tomb and devour them for refining.

As his strength grew even more formidable, one could say he had already become the most powerful entity within the Ancestral Tomb, no longer needing to be as cautious as he was at the start. He directly flew high into the sky and headed toward one of the different ancestral directions that he sensed.

Through sensing, he was now able to perceive four resonating auras within the Ancestral Tomb, indicating a total of six fallen ancestors contained within.

One year later, Lin Xiao arrived in front of the nearest set of Ancestral Remains.

However, to his surprise, these Ancestral Remains were only half intact; the other half had disappeared.

It was not that it had been devoured by something, but this ancestor had suffered irreparable severe injuries. The enemy had torn off half of his body, and he only managed to escape to the Ancestral Tomb with his remaining half before falling.

This ancestor’s domain of power was shadow, and the power of shadow was unique to Him.

In fact, the powers of the ancestors weren’t much different from the divine mandates of the gods, except that the powers of the ancestors were more focused and singular.

Once an ancestor had mastered a particular power, it was tantamount to controlling the source of that power. All other beings could only borrow the rules represented by that power, unable to grasp even a hint of those rules—unless the controlling ancestor perished and the power dispersed, allowing other powerful beings to begin mastering the disseminated power rules.

For instance, as long as the Water Ancestor in the Wizard World was alive, all wizards could cast water-related witchcraft, but no one could master the water rule.

The Shadow Ancestor had fallen, and his power of shadow had scattered. If a Rank 8 pinnacle wizard, who had mastered the shadow rules, came here to devour the Shadow Ancestor’s Remains, there would be a high likelihood for them to take that step forward.

Note that the potential is to take that step; whether or not one can successfully become an ancestor is another matter entirely.

It’s worth mentioning that the powers controlled by the ancestors came from the Wizard World, and the infinite strength they gained through their powers stemmed from the Wizard World. Thus, the ancestors possessed strength in the Wizard World second to none, but once they left the Wizard World, their power would diminish—the farther they strayed, the weaker they would become, to the point where they could even fall from the realm of the ancestors.

Unless the Main World could conquer the Wizard World and bring it within its sphere of power influence, thus reducing the impact.

But that’s clearly impossible, even if the Main World was several times stronger, for the Wizard World is simply too powerful.

Devouring the remaining half of the Shadow Ancestor’s Remains took just over two years, allowing him to successfully master the shadow rule.

Without stopping, he continued on and, after spending half a year, arrived in front of another set of Ancestral Remains. Looking from afar at the colossal remains suspended in midair like a planet, Lin Xiao’s eyes revealed a hint of surprise and solemnity.

These Ancestral Remains belonged to the Emperor of Myriad Forms. From afar, he could sense the breath and power exuding from them, exactly alike to that of the Emperor of Myriad Forms.

But what shocked him the most was that the Emperor of Myriad Forms’ Remains hung suspended in the air instead of having fallen to the ground.

This didn’t mean the Emperor of Myriad Forms was still alive; entering the Ancestral Tomb spelled certain death for any ancestor. Even if they didn’t die immediately, they were destined to die eventually. And, due to the peculiar nature of this world, ancestors who entered could never leave, so the Emperor of Myriad Forms must have fallen.

The fact that these Ancestral Remains were still suspended in the air could only mean one thing: the will of the Emperor of Myriad Forms had not completely dissipated; He was not entirely dead.

Considering normally, since the All Things Ancestor Mark was still present in the Tomb of Myriad Gods, representing lingering life, it was evident that the will of the Emperor of Myriad Forms was using the power of the Ancestor’s Mark to keep His remains suspended and not fallen.

Lin Xiao took some time to circle around this planet-sized remains and finally entered a huge cavity, continuing to plunge deeper.

But he didn’t get far before encountering a swarm of flying creatures the size of elephants resembling cockroaches. Dragging a long, black line behind him, he passed through, and the gale he brought with him involuntarily drew the creatures towards the center, where they were sucked into the line and vanished.

There were more creatures within the All-encompassing Remains than he had expected, and they became more numerous and stronger the deeper he went.

Clearly, these were the challenges set by the All-Embracing Progenitor for successors, but unfortunately for them, his strength was too overwhelming to resist.

A year later, after having slain countless creatures, Lin Xiao arrived at the very core of the All-Embracing Progenitor’s Remains. Passing through the thin membrane of light at the entrance to the core space, his eyes suddenly brightened.

Inside a much smaller space than he had anticipated, a transparent essence was rotating continuously in mid-air. Upon his entry, that essence shimmered and rapidly transformed into the phantom of the Emperor of Myriad Forms, who spoke in a deep voice,

"Welcome, my inheritor!"