The sound of that supremely arrogant fighting spirit caused Ye Chen's entire blood to boil; his spirit was inescapably shaken. Since joining the Genius Hall, he had vaguely understood that above the Gods, there existed beings of an even higher tier—the level of Teacher Heavenly Witch King—beings known as God Emperors! The Monarchs Among Gods! And this figure before him, the master of the Demon God Palace, had actually slaughtered over ten thousand God Emperors in the past? What sheer martial might, what overwhelming fighting spirit this implied!

As shock coursed through Ye Chen, the imposing man gazed into the distance, his expression laced with a trace of reminiscence and vicissitude, murmuring softly, "So many years have passed. I wonder if this land where I once dominated still remembers my name?" A hint of sorrow tinged that voice.

Ye Chen slowly recovered from his astonishment, gazing intently at the imposing man. From that unyielding silhouette, he sensed a profound desolation and tragic grandeur, like an isolation and loneliness that eons of time could not resolve.

The imposing man slowly drew back his gaze, lowering his head. His deep, placid eyes settled upon Ye Chen, as if penetrating his entire being in a single glance. His voice, possessing a captivating masculine magnetism, resonated deeply, "You meet all the requisite conditions and managed to achieve this through the inheritance mission with your inherent strength. In a way, you are barely qualified to be my successor." "Originally, with my true strength, the successor I sought would possess qualifications far exceeding what this inheritance mission demands by a large margin! However, I perished too quickly back then, leaving no time to cultivate a successor. As for those in later generations, I worried that few would possess truly exceptional talent. If too much time elapsed, and my universe withered and the Demon God Palace decayed without anyone receiving my legacy, I would regret it for ten thousand ages!"

Ye Chen listened intently, ensuring not a single word was missed.

Wan Renxiong spoke in a low tone, "Back then, I rampaged across the Ancient Continent, fighting my way through, with few rivals. My primary reliance was a technique called the 'Myriad Heavens God Forging Art.' This art gathers the strengths of myriad schools; it is a body-refining secret manual capable of tempering the physical form, fundamentally altering one's genes and cells, making a person more perfect!" Ye Chen couldn't help but pause, then his eyes lit up—body-refining manuals were the most precious among all secret arts.

Wan Renxiong paused for a moment before continuing, "Within my Demon God Palace, the most valuable thing is this set of secret manuals! Even I, in my prime, never cultivated this art to its ultimate peak. If you have the capacity, cultivating even one-tenth of it would satisfy me. In your future, you absolutely must find someone with talent and pass this secret manual down!" Ye Chen nodded slightly. Even though he knew the person before him was merely an image projection of Wan Renxiong, and that his nod went unobserved, under that overwhelming majesty, he couldn't help but treat it as reality.

"Contained within this is the 'Myriad Heavens God Forging Art.' This is only the upper portion, divided into three layers! I will transmit the outline to you first." As he spoke, the crystal sphere in the surrounding halo suddenly brightened, and numerous energy characters, purple as lightning, floated out and surged toward Ye Chen, pouring directly into his brow center.

A massive influx of information flooded Ye Chen's mind, causing a ringing hum in his brain. After a moment, he slowly regained clarity, instantly realizing that a great deal of new knowledge had been imprinted directly onto the memory cells of his brain. It didn't require individual reading; understanding came instantaneously. "The 'Myriad Heavens God Forging Art' allows one to smelt and refine the genes of beings similar to oneself, extracting their innate talents through those genes and appropriating them for one's own use!" "The main principle boils down to a single word: Smelt!" "All things under Heaven and Earth can be smelted!"

Gazing upon this 'Myriad Heavens God Forging Art,' Ye Chen's heart was shaken: "To smelt the genes of one's own kind? To seize the talents of other races?" This secret manual was perhaps too terrifying! To know that this was almost equivalent to Divine Blood! And its effect was even more frightening than Divine Blood!

Ye Chen's eyes were filled with shock. He hadn't expected this secret manual to be so outrageous; its value was nearly greater than the Dao Scripture of Archery! It was no wonder that Wan Renxiong, who achieved such world-shaking power by slaughtering ten thousand God Emperors, never reached its pinnacle throughout his life.

"'Myriad Heavens God Forging Art' Cultivation Requirement: One must possess the Devouring Talent and cultivate that Devouring Talent to its extreme. The cells and body must generate Devouring Power, causing a micro-black hole to form inside the body!" "One's own genetic cells must be exceptionally powerful!"

Ye Chen observed the requirements of this secret manual, gradually beginning to understand, yet still feeling a sense of unreality. He hadn't imagined that such a heaven-defying manual could actually exist in this world—something that seemed to violate the rules of the cosmos!

Just as shock gripped Ye Chen, Wan Renxiong slowly and deeply spoke again, "The lower portion of this manual lies in a certain location within the Ancient World. Only when your strength reaches the God Emperor level in the future may you venture there, otherwise, you risk losing your life. The map to this location is hidden within the cultivation method of the third layer of the manual; you will see the map once you meet the cultivation requirements." As his words faded, the crystal sphere glowed brilliantly, and countless purple energy characters floated out, resembling memory matrices, surrounding Ye Chen and converging into his brain, flooding his mind like an ocean.

These purple energy characters drilled into his brain. Ye Chen felt his entire consciousness descend into a void. After a long while, only when all the purple energy characters had permeated his mind did his consciousness gradually clear. He felt his head swelling; even with his current state of mind, it felt difficult to process. An ordinary person would have had their brain explode and perish.

Through 500 years of tempering within the micro-black hole, Ye Chen's state of mind rapidly ascended. He leaped across the Sage Realm, starting from the initial stage of the Eighth Tier of the Sage Realm, and now reached the Third Tier of the Sage Realm! His brainwave strength was comparable to that of a low-level God. With Ye Chen's current state of mind, if he utilized the Samsara World, he could completely trap and kill peak Pseudo-God Realm experts within illusions, and even newly entered Gods might become trapped.

His genes were also transforming rapidly. Upon completing the inheritance mission, his genes had already achieved a 99x enhancement factor, which seemed to be the limit! Now, as he processed the information, Ye Chen immediately discovered that two sets of data imprinted in his mind were shackled and inaccessible; only one set could be viewed. "'Myriad Heavens God Forging Art,' First Layer requires the host's racial gene strength to reach 100 times before cultivation can begin! With just this first layer of the manual, one can smelt the genes of ten fellow kinsmen and obtain their talents."

Seeing this requirement, Ye Chen immediately realized the true purpose of the inheritance mission was likely to alter his genetic cells, explaining why there was no time limit—if the 100,000-year lifespan of a peak Demigod ran out, he would naturally die. "With my current ability, although I haven't reached 100x gene strength yet, I can (barely/tentatively) attempt to cultivate. Just cultivating the first layer allows for smelting the genes of ten humans and gaining ten talents! This is simply too heaven-defying!"

Ye Chen was awestruck. To know that even the effects of Divine Blood were not this terrifying!

Just as thoughts churned in Ye Chen's heart, Wan Renxiong continued, "I hope you will cultivate this 'Myriad Heavens God Forging Art' diligently. Do not display it easily outside, or knowledge of it will invite mortal peril! I bestow upon you control authority over my Demon God Palace; everything inside is now yours. Should you encounter a powerful enemy, you can use the Demon God Palace to escape. If even the Demon God Palace cannot carry you away, then it is fate's decree that you must face this great calamity!"

Ye Chen's eyes brightened. The treasures within the Demon God Palace were inexhaustible, littered with Divine Artifacts—it was truly a mountain of wealth, and the Palace itself was an extremely potent Dao Artifact, capable of facing peak Gods without fear.

Wan Renxiong gazed at Ye Chen, then sighed softly after a moment, "I hope you can carry on my dying wish. No matter what, this secret manual must be passed down. This concerns not just personal life and death, but the annihilation of countless epochs. You must become strong!" "I have left behind two great treasuries within the Demon God Palace: the first is the Armament Treasury, and the second is the Warehouse. In the Warehouse, there are numerous secret manuals, cultivation methods, and many elixirs, foundational elements, and other resources. I hope you can reach the God Emperor level as soon as possible and not disappoint my expectations!" "Furthermore, if you wish to enhance your physical genes, within my universe, I collected some 'Ancient Dark Matter.' In the future, when your body grows stronger, you can go and devour it into your body. If what is inside is insufficient, you can travel to the Ancient World Peak and search for 'Ancient Dark Matter' there." "From now on, manage your own affairs well!" "Remember this, remember this!"

After Wan Renxiong finished speaking, his figure gradually grew faint until he vanished completely. Ye Chen looked at the milky-white halo, his expression complex. No matter how earth-shattering your power, how unmatched your divinity, in the end, you are but a speck of dust in the cosmos, vanishing with the wind after death, leaving nothing behind. A wave of sadness suddenly washed over him.

At that moment, a rainbow light suddenly shot out from the milky-white halo and imprinted itself onto Ye Chen's brow center. This light was lightning-fast; even with Ye Chen's constitution, he could not fully evade it. It was important to note that although his physical grade was still 990,000-level, his physical genes were 99 times that of an ordinary human, making his strength, speed, eyesight, retina, and other aspects possess nearly an immense physical constitution! If judged purely by arm wrestling, his strength was comparable to the most ordinary peak God! However, most peak Gods had modified their own genes, ranging from 10 times to 20 or 30 times human genes. Like Island Master Ziyun of the Xuanyuan Clan, they had all modified their lineage; their genes had been enhanced through generations, resulting in children born with 10x human genes!

At this moment, amidst the shimmering rainbow light, a mysterious imprint slowly drew itself onto the center of Ye Chen's forehead. The pattern was intricate and complex, yet its strokes outlined a chilling killing intent, like an eternal Demon Venerable, exuding an aura of overwhelming ferocity.