One more catty, one more attribute point

Before that,

Su Heng had just a rough idea in his mind.

But now, with the records from Shi Teng and Emperor Wu's cultivation manual,

this idea had undoubtedly been advanced considerably, and now had a vague outline.

However, Su Heng's spiritual power foundation was still lacking, and even trying now would yield half the results with double the effort. Hence, after a brief summary, Su Heng did not continue to devote his energy to this matter.

It just so happened he had some trifles to deal with...

As Su Heng furrowed his brows.

Large swaths of black mist steamed and dispersed from his body, and circles of ripple-like power also spread outward.

A moment later, as the black mist faded, Su Heng's robust figure also disappeared from the throne.

Underneath Mount Tambora.

In the recently completed laboratory.

Su Heng's robust figure materialized from emptiness to reality, gradually appearing within it.

Before him was a broad and expansive hall, surrounded by rough volcanic rocks. Chains hung from the ceiling, and several large dark red crystals were embedded in the corners, providing light. In front of Su Heng, two fully armed Dragon Guards were guarding a thick stone door. Upon seeing Su Heng, the two men first bowed in salute then turned to press a mechanism.

Boom!

Amidst the rough friction sounds, the door slowly opened to both sides.

Su Heng nodded to the two Dragon Guards.

He moved straight forward.

Once he entered the stone door, the environment inside suddenly changed.

The coarse stones were replaced by perception-blocking silver-white metal, and test tubes were placed on the experimental tables in the corners. Writhing organs soaked in transparent glass vessels, and a faint smell of blood lingered in the air. The ceiling above was embedded with rune lamp strips, and the whole room was shrouded in a pale white glow.

In the center of the room stood a long metallic bed, on which lay a girl with distinct facial features and blonde hair.

The girl had a delicate face, fair skin, and slight movements in her chest.

Coupled with a peaceful expression.

She looked as if she was just sleeping.

Yet in such a cold environment, it inexplicably seemed a bit eerie.

This girl was none other than Lilith, who had previously perished at the hands of Su Heng. Even without the blessing of the Blood Realm, Lilith's body still possessed considerable life force. The dispersed flesh and blood reassembled together, and after healing, showed a certain degree of resistance to radiation.

During this time.

Su Heng even found that Lilith's previously evaporated brain tissue was slowly healing.

In these days, Su Heng was doing two things.

The first thing was to sample from Lilith, searching for the source of this peculiar life force.

Another matter was to intervene during the regeneration process of Lilith's brain tissue, modifying consciousness using some methods recorded in the Tathagata's Hidden Scripture.

Looking at the current situation.

The first matter had hardly yielded any results.

Cloning, organ transplants, bone marrow transplants... Su Heng tried multiple methods, but the inferior clones could not inherit the strong talents and life force of the original Lilith.

As for the second matter, the development had shown some progress now.

If everything went smoothly,
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Once Lilith was resurrected in Su Heng's hands, he should be able to have a subordinate of the same realm as Shi Teng.

It just remained to be seen whether she can be controlled, which still required more time to verify.

"If it's indeed as I initially thought, that Lilith was created by some person or power, then the methods mastered by this power are truly unimaginable."

Su Heng frowned.

Looking at Lilith lying before him, he couldn't help but ponder.

Having the experience of creating Dragon Guards, acquiring ancient knowledge from the Demon Tribe, and the so-called cheat-like Seed of Destruction.

But even combining these methods, technologically, he still fell short compared to this power.

"Could it be the legendary Descender?" Su Heng couldn't help but wonder.

Descenders have an unclear origin, suspected to be the ancestors of humans in this land. Over five thousand years ago, they defeated the then-dominant Demon Descendant Empire, almost completely annihilating it. However, for reasons unknown, since that great battle ended, throughout the thousands of years, Descenders seemed to have vanished into thin air, never appearing again.

And their related materials have been systematically erased; the scant records that Su Heng has are scavenged from the Demon Tribe.

Such mystery...

Su Heng always feels that this group of people are up to no good.

Unfortunately, from the beginning of his cultivation until now, Su Heng's instincts have always been accurate.

"So, I must be well-prepared." Su Heng reached out, gently placing his hand on Lilith's forehead, and as his mind moved, spiritual power immediately infused into the girl's body.

In just a moment, Su Heng felt a slight sensation of fatigue.

The consumption of spiritual power was manageable, but the meticulous manipulation was somewhat too draining on his mind.

Whoosh!

Su Heng lightly raised an eyebrow.

His mind moved.

He sensed a stream of information coming from afar, through the land of longevity.

Su Heng withdrew his fingers from Lilith's forehead, paused to think, and then left the room with a flash.

Outside the laboratory, in the long dark corridor.

Su Heng's spiritual power linked with the incoming information, and King Qingyang's voice came through.

"Can you hear me?"

"I can," Su Heng casually asked, "How's your recovery coming along?"

"Thanks to the medicine you sent, I am recovering well," King Qingyang's voice carried a hint of laughter.

After dealing with the Immortal Corpse King, Su Heng asked King Qingyang to help him gather information from the outside world in exchange for some medicine to aid in his recovery; a mutual arrangement. Nearly a month had passed, and King Qingyang summarized the news he had gathered during this time and reported back to Su Heng.

"There have been several sizeable invasions on Wanyuan Plain, compelled by the breach at Yellow Earth Pass, thus only the Imperial Army and some remaining Heavenly Kings could hold the line."

"Although the situation has stabilized for now, the Imperial Army has also suffered heavy losses."

"This isn't a long-term solution; the Mythical Battlefield will inevitably be breached," King Qingyang said, his voice thick with worry.

While he is not fond of the Third Prince.

King Qingyang certainly does not want to see a world where commoners suffer greatly.

"Besides that, there has been no movement from the Demon Descendants, but according to some cultivators who have returned from the eternity lands, they seem to have spotted the fleet of the Demon Tribe from a distance."

"Also, the whereabouts of the Silver Demon Bird, I discovered remnants of her essence in Linjiang, but it soon vanished."

At this point, King Qingyang's voice held some confusion, "I don't know if it's an illusion or deliberate, but the essence left by the Silver Demon Bird seemed noticeably weaker, and from the trajectory she left, it seems she was avoiding something.

But as a being of Destruction Power, even if wounded, only a few in this world can pose a threat to her. It's odd since the locations of these few individuals are fixed."

"So you're suggesting... another unknown powerful entity has appeared in the Zhou Dynasty," Su Heng asked.

"That's a possibility," King Qingyang cautiously stated.

"Alright."

Su Heng nodded seriously, "I will pay extra attention."

...

Meanwhile.

Linjiang.

In a secluded mountain town.

The setting sun cast the land in a red glow.

The figure of the Silver Demon Bird, dressed regally, began to swell as sword-like feathers pierced through her luxurious attire, clanging sonorously.

Her face twisted, pupils constricted, no longer the confident composure, instead appearing like a cornered wild beast, utterly ferocious. Even her raspy voice seemed to come from deep within her throat, "Descender, do you really want to end this in mutual destruction?"

In front of her, at the other end of the street, a young monk with violet eyes approached her with a gentle smile.

The monk's skin was bronzed, draped in a pale yellow robe.

As he stepped forward.

Dust swirled beneath his feet, and the air around him warped and blurred.

At this moment, as the sun dipped down, from the direction of the Silver Demon Bird, it hung precisely behind the monk's head, appearing as if a halo symbolizing transcendence behind the Buddha.