Comprehension Ability: Creating and teaching the Dao in various worlds

"Four Divine Kings?" Lin Yuan scanned the rankings briefly, and the Number One among the Myriad Tribes' Powerhouses still belonged to the Four Divine Kings.

The Myriad Tribes' Powerhouses ranking had been out for over a hundred years now, with significant differences between the top nine powerhouses of the early days and those of the present, almost a complete turnover.

Only the Four Divine Kings had always held the first place since the rankings' inception, never wavering.

The most famous battle involving the Four Divine Kings was undoubtedly the one where they swept through the Tianyu Clan, a formidable Peak Clan that was actually breached.

That battle laid the foundation for the Four Divine Kings' revered reputation, which had a more significant impact on the outside world, almost causing a rampage among several ancestors of the Tianyu Clan.

"The Four Divine Kings are indeed very, very strong," Nalan, the Tower Deputy Master, said, "and what's more, the Four Divine Kings are different from us."

"Different?" Lin Yuan was somewhat curious.

He knew very little about the Four Divine Kings, this legend of a Level Eleven Perfect life from the Star Alliance, who was considered the most likely to become one of the ultimate Eleventh-Rank Lives in the contemporary universe.

"I just heard about this myself," Nalan, the Tower Deputy Master, pondered, "All of us powerhouses, whether human Evolvers or powerhouses from Different Species, once we fall into the Two-dimensional World, our forms and sizes are downscaled and we take on the appearance of the mainstream humanoids of that World."

"That's right," Lin Yuan nodded.

Some special beings, originally tens of thousands to millions of miles in size, but when falling into the Two-dimensional World, are directly reduced to the range of one to three meters.

The shape follows suit too.

No bizarre or grotesque forms would appear.

"Did you know, why the Four Divine Kings have four arms?" Nalan, the Tower Deputy Master, said.

"Four arms?" Lin Yuan looked at Nalan, the Tower Deputy Master.

"All Myriad Tribes' Powerhouses, after plunging into the Two-dimensional World, will converge towards the standard humanoid form of the World. One head, two legs, two arms, two eyes, one nose, one mouth..."

"But the Four Divine Kings, they have four arms," continued Nalan, the Tower Deputy Master.

"Could it be?" Lin Yuan had a vague guess in his mind.

"The extra two arms of the Four Divine Kings are in fact supreme weapons, which have merged with the body of the Four Divine Kings. Even the Two-dimensional World cannot fully suppress the spirit of the weapons, hence the Four Divine Kings can have four arms," explained Nalan, the Tower Deputy Master.

"I see," Lin Yuan realized.

When Lin Yuan first saw that the Four Divine Kings possessed four arms, he had his doubts but did not give it further thought, assuming that the additional limbs were an anomaly.

"So, the Four Divine Kings are different from us. Their strength not only stems from their own powers but is also augmented by the supreme weapons," Nalan, the Tower Deputy Master, disclosed.

The key difference between Lin Yuan's pitch-black iron rod and the weapons of the Four Divine Kings was that the latter's weapons were a perfect fit for them.

After all, the Four Divine Kings' supreme weapons originated from the outside world, not randomly obtained within the Two-dimensional World.

A supreme weapon that perfectly suits one's self could exert a power beyond the imagination of other powerhouses.

That was why, besides breaking through the Tianyu Clan, the Four Divine Kings had not made another move in the past hundred years, yet still occupied the top spot in the rankings.
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"No wonder," Lin Yuan now also felt some pressure.

With two hundred years left before the Heavenly Gate's opening, could he truly surpass the Four Divine Kings who had a perfect match with their supreme weapons?

"More than a hundred years ago, the Tianyu Clan must have realized this and sought desperately to eliminate the Four Divine Kings in their weaker days," Lin Yuan thought.

"That great battle involved not only the Tianyu Clan but also the covert support of other Peak Clans," Nalan, the Tower Deputy Master, said. In fact, some of the Supreme Beings of Human Civilization had also watched secretly, ready to seize the chance to kill the Four Divine Kings if possible.

But the unfortunate defeat of the Tianyu Clan turned the hearts of the powerhouses of Human Civilization cold.

And they decided not to continue their attack.

"In this new ranking, that mysterious powerhouse from Xueyu Ancient Country has moved up to sixth, and the 'Hou Zhu' from the Prison Tribe has fallen to tenth," said Nalan, the Tower Deputy Master, after glancing at the new rankings and shaking his head slightly.

'Hou Zhu' of the Prison Tribe, merely a normal Eleventh-Rank Life, managed to remain in the top nine powerhouse positions for over a hundred years, thanks to a crimson greatsword.

...

Two-dimensional World.

In a desolate desert,

a man wielding a crimson greatsword sat alone.

"My ranking has fallen to tenth, clearly, I'm no longer first tier in terms of publicized combat power," the man was 'Hou Zhu' of the Prison Tribe.

"Everyone outside thinks my position among the top nine powerhouses is based on luck, entirely due to the light of this wondrous artifact," thought Hou Zhu of the Prison Tribe quietly.

The Four Divine Kings also relied on a supreme weapon, but no one questioned their strength.

Without the supreme weapon, the Four Divine Kings would still be Level Eleven Perfect Legendary Lives.

And the weapon of the Four Divine Kings did not come from the Two-dimensional World; it was brought from the Star Alliance.

What about him, Hou Zhu?

He was just a lucky fellow.

Without this crimson greatsword, Hou Zhu was nothing.

Therefore, he had always been the most gossiped among the top nine powerhouses.

Now that Hou Zhu had fallen out of the top nine, it was almost predictable that he would face a lot of ridicule.

"Hmph, over the years, I've given up everything and concentrated solely on the comprehension of this crimson greatsword, delving into nine major killing techniques within it," Hou Zhu sneered. The profound mystery and the terrifying murderous intent contained in the greatsword even made Hou Zhu tremble.

"Just wait."

"Two hundred years later, when the Heavenly Gate opens, I will show you all the true might of Hou Zhu," Hou Zhu took a deep breath. As an Eleventh-Rank Life, he certainly understood the principle of restraint. All Myriad Tribes' Powerhouses who have fallen into this Two-dimensional World had one ultimate goal—the opening of the Heavenly Gate.

And Hou Zhu was no exception; he too awaited that day.