Chapter 377: North Sea Depths

There are many Black Iron Heaven Books among humans, but very few can be called 'Emperor-level ultimate arts'. In fact, some emperors born within the human race never even managed to create their own Emperor-level ultimate arts.

As Meng Chuan sighed about the difficulty, he didn't realize... His son, Meng An, had passed the Samsara Trial and received the legacy of Patriarch Cang Yuan, which was also the strongest legacy in the entire human race. At the same level, he was much stronger than Qin Wu or Li Guan. Qin Wu and Li Guan each possessed their chosen Tribulation Realm secret treasures. However, Meng An had a series of arrangements from Patriarch Cang Yuan; at the peak of the Creation realm, Qin Wu and others had strength at the threshold of an Emperor. Meng An, however, could fight Emperors across realms, making him invincible among Creation realm cultivators! However, Patriarch Cang Yuan's legacy was a core secret of the human race. The three venerables found it difficult to inform Meng Chuan.

"Don't be discouraged," Qin Wu said, smiling as he looked at Meng Chuan. "You've already done very well. If we hadn't dealt with the threat of a million demon monarchs, this war would have collapsed even if we endured another hundred years. Now, it's much easier, allowing our human race to catch its breath."

Luo Tang also smiled and said, "Several centuries are enough for many more gods and demons to emerge, and perhaps new Creation realm venerables will appear." Generally, one should try to break through to the Creation realm before the age of 150. If delayed past 200 years, the success rate drops sharply. So, even if someone is just an infant now, they might become a Creation realm venerable two hundred years later.

"Meng Chuan, as far as I know, at the Blood Drop stage, you can be reborn from a single drop of blood," Li Guan said. "You need to leave 'one drop of blood' hidden within Yuanchu Mountain, just in case." "Understood," Meng Chuan nodded. "Follow me," Li Guan said. He, Qin Wu, and Luo Tang walked together towards the room where Patriarch Cang Yuan's portrait hung.

Inside that room, Li Guan and the others led Meng Chuan towards Patriarch Cang Yuan's scroll, arriving at the familiar hall.

"Even though you can be reborn from a drop of blood, don't be careless," Li Guan said. "Across the vast River of Spacetime, many cultivation systems in other worlds have 'clones.' For example, some demon race divine abilities involve possessing clones. Also, Emperors can separate a 'flesh-and-blood clone.' A primordial spirit clone cannot stray too far from the main body, but a flesh-and-blood clone is different." "When an Emperor separates a primordial spirit clone and inserts it into a flesh-and-blood clone, it becomes a complete life," Li Guan explained. "Even if the main body is killed, the clone remains intact." "However... within the River of Spacetime, if an enemy kills your clone, they can also use karma to kill all your clones and eliminate all your life-saving methods," Li Guan continued. "For instance, the original owner of the 'Bloodblade Disc' was an Emperor, yet they were killed by an enemy through karma across infinitely distant space-time."

Meng Chuan was startled. "Don't be careless," Qin Wu advised. "Most cultivators at the peak of the Creation realm begin to encounter karma. If an enemy kills your true body and then uses karma to destroy this drop of your blood, even if the karmic attack is greatly weakened, a single drop of your blood has far less resistance than your true body." "Don't rely on this life-saving method and become complacent," Li Guan also instructed.

"Understood," Meng Chuan nodded. "This hall can block heavenly destiny divination. If a powerful cultivator below the Tribulation realm kills your true body, their attack can still reach here through the connection to your true body, but it will be weakened by over ninety percent," Li Guan said, flipping his hand to produce a jade bottle. "Drip a drop of your blood in here." Meng Chuan nodded, and a drop of blood flew from his fingertip into the jade bottle. Li Guan tossed the jade bottle, and it flew into a nearby hall wall, which swallowed it like a ripple. "This place can greatly reduce karmic killing moves, but this is only a drop of your blood, and its resistance is very weak, so you must be careful," Li Guan stated. "The Emperors in Yuanchu Mountain's history, when they ventured into the River of Spacetime, always had their true bodies in seclusion here, while their flesh-and-blood clones roamed outside. The true body's resistance... is much stronger than a single drop of your blood. That's what makes a life-saving method truly powerful."

"Their true bodies secluded here?" Meng Chuan asked. "Always hiding?" "Always," Li Guan affirmed. "Ordinary matters can be handled by sending out a primordial spirit clone; the true body absolutely must not move lightly. This is because some enemies in the River of Spacetime are skilled at divination. If they know their attack won't kill you, they won't act rashly. But if your true body leaves here... and they calculate that they can successfully kill you, they will strike. So don't take chances." Meng Chuan secretly clicked his tongue in amazement. "While the River of Spacetime offers great opportunities, it's also incredibly dangerous," Li Guan chuckled. "When Emperors venture out, their enemies are naturally formidable. Your current enemies haven't reached that level yet."

As Meng Chuan's strength increased, Li Guan and the others gradually shared more information with him. A moment later, Meng Chuan returned to the Dongtian Pavilion.

"Venerables, Master, I'll be departing now," Meng Chuan said, bidding them farewell. "Although your strength has increased significantly, you must still be careful. After all, this time it's about completely resolving the threat of a million demon monarchs," Qin Wu instructed. "Understood."

Meng Chuan smiled, then transformed into a streak of light and departed. Arriving above a vast land, Meng Chuan stood on his Bloodblade Disc, wearing a mask, with his temples streaked with white. He gazed at the expansive landscape, then instantly dove down and burrowed into the ground.

"Let's begin!" At a depth of sixty li underground, he activated his Thunder God Eye, surveying ten li around himself, and rapidly flew south at super-high speed. He continued heading south, passing through the territories of the Great Zhou Dynasty and the Great Yue Dynasty, then entering the vast ocean, still flying south until he reached the world's end. There, an invisible void barrier obstructed his path, and beyond layers of void lay the world's membrane. Only then did Meng Chuan turn around and head north, underground, all the way to the northern end! Most ocean waters are only ten li deep; reaching twenty or thirty li is rare. Below that, it's just soil and rock. From that day forward, Meng Chuan began a large-scale investigation, sweeping through every inch of the underground world.

In the depths of the North Sea, there was a massive underwater mountain range that no fish could approach; they would naturally veer away when swimming past. *Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.* Three aquatic demon monarchs traveled through the seabed, unable to see or touch the enormous mountain range.

"That god-demon has chased us all the way to the seabed. I hear many demon monarchs have been slaughtered," said a fish demon monarch. "The eight hundred demon monarchs who just arrived from Iron Sand Lake have a way to communicate and know each other's fates. They say nearly two hundred of them have died in the last half-month. Two hundred out of eight hundred—how many more demon monarchs hidden throughout the world must have died?" a turtle demon monarch remarked, shaking its head with emotion. "The Emperor Demon Sages still haven't allowed us to return to the demon world. If they push me too far, I'll just surrender to the human race," the snake demon monarch next to them angrily retorted. "I heard the three major human sects are also offering surrender terms," the fish demon monarch said. "But I don't know the specifics." "The human race will ultimately lose this war; there's no need to surrender to them unless we're truly desperate," the turtle demon monarch stated. "If the Emperor Demon Sages won't give us a way out, what else can we do?" the snake demon monarch asked, dissatisfied and furious.

The three aquatic demon monarchs conversed as they traveled. Although they passed by the mysterious underwater mountain range, they naturally swept past it without touching it in the slightest. At a subtle mountain gate within the massive underwater mountain range, a black-robed figure stood there, watching the three demon monarchs pass by.

"The demon monarchs are increasing in the depths of this North Sea," the black-robed figure gently shook his head. "Yuanchu Mountain is truly useless. Back then, they were fierce in their struggle against my Canghai Sect, and even Patriarch Yuanchu became an Emperor. But now, facing the foreign demon race, they've become spineless. If my Canghai Sect ruled the world... we would certainly do better than Yuanchu Mountain."