Chapter 2251: I Wonder How the People of the Battle Realm Will React
The White Tigerâs roar echoed through the starry sky, but the Vermilion Bird was indifferent, "Ignore it. This guy always roars for a while every time it wakes up."
"Letâs continue. Origin power can be divided into several levels. The Heavenly Sovereigns of the past believed that the origin power of the great world was the strongest, followed by the origin power of small worlds, and then the origin power from the boundary sea."
"I donât know exactly where the origin power in the boundary sea comes from, but the Heavenly Sovereigns often went there, so there must be a source."
"However, that origin power is relatively poor, far inferior to that of the great world."
The Vermilion Bird enjoyed teaching and considered Lin Moyu a comrade-in-arms, so it explained in great detail.
The small worlds it mentioned were not like the small world Lin Moyu was born in.
They were truly independent and complete worlds, just relatively smaller in scale, without Heavenly Sovereigns, and were called small worlds.
The Battle Realm was also a small world, but it had grown to a certain scale. Perhaps one day it would give birth to a Heavenly Sovereign and become a great world.
Whether a world has a Heavenly Sovereign is the key to its classification.
Looking at the current great world, Lin Moyu found it somewhat laughable.
It was clearly a great world, but now all the Heavenly Sovereigns had left, the divine path was broken, and it no longer deserved to be called a great world.
Lin Moyu didnât know how strong the origin fire seed he had fused with was, but according to the Vermilion Bird, it should be a great world-level origin fire seed.
He also didnât know where the mysterious master had obtained this origin fire seed and kept it until now.
Lin Moyu suddenly asked, "In the boundary sea, can you see the reality of the great world?"
He suddenly thought of another question. He had obtained a boundary sea shell and saw the Battle Realm approaching.
The Supremes in the Battle Realm also had the opportunity to obtain boundary sea shells. He wondered what their reaction would be when they saw the great world.
After all, the great world was so vast, hundreds of times larger than the Battle Realm.
The people in the Battle Realm were probably already in despair.
The Vermilion Bird said, "Actually, you can see some of it if youâre strong enough, like at the peak Supreme level."
"At that level, origin power and the soul are fused, possessing extremely strong perception."
"They can sense some conditions within the world, such as the strength or weakness of its origin power, and whether there are Heavenly Sovereigns."
Lin Moyuâs heart skipped a beat, "So, itâs very likely that the Battle Realm already sees the great world as a treasure trove..."
"It seems we need the Heavenly Sovereign Saint to conduct more divine travels and take a closer look at the situation in the Battle Realm."
The White Tigerâs roar finally stopped, and it fully awakened.
"Which bastard disturbed my sleep? Iâm going to eat you!" The White Tiger spoke human words, roaring as it looked towards Lin Moyu.
Upon seeing the Vermilion Bird, it was visibly stunned, "Vermilion Bird?"
It raised its paw to rub its eyes, confirming it wasnât mistaken, and then roared, "Vermilion Bird!"
The White Tiger transformed into a whirlwind, shattering the starry sky, and instantly appeared in front of the Vermilion Bird.
Its huge paw hugged the Vermilion Bird tightly.
The Vermilion Bird didnât dodge; this clearly wasnât the first time, and it was already used to it.
As origin divine beasts, they had fought together and experienced life and death, forming a deep bond.
"Vermilion Bird, I never thought Iâd see you again. This is great, truly great!" The White Tiger shouted loudly, its voice deafening, and its huge body trembled slightly with excitement.
The Vermilion Bird finally managed to stick its head out, "Alright, alright, if you keep hugging me, Iâll be strangled to death!"
When the White Tiger let go, the Vermilion Bird tidied its ruffled feathers, "Do you even know your own strength?"
The White Tiger chuckled, "Too excited, too excited. I didnât expect you to complete your nirvana."
The Vermilion Bird said, "It was Lin Moyu who awakened me; otherwise, I donât know how much longer I would have needed."
Only then did the White Tiger notice Lin Moyu, "You awakened the Vermilion Bird?"
Lin Moyu nodded slightly. From the brief exchange between the White Tiger and the Vermilion Bird, he could tell that the White Tiger had a straightforward and even somewhat naive personality.
The Vermilion Bird continued, "Not only did he awaken me, but he also awakened you."
The White Tigerâs eyes changed slightly. It knew its own situation; while it slept, fierce winds protected it, making it difficult for even ordinary Supremes to approach.
How could Lin Moyu, merely at the Other Shore Realm, possibly awaken it?
The Vermilion Bird said, "Enough talk. We have something to do."
The Vermilion Birdâs expression turned serious as it explained the situation with the Black Blood Great World.
Upon hearing about the Black Blood Great World, the White Tigerâs eyes also showed deep disgust.
Like the Vermilion Bird, it hated the Black Blood Great World from the depths of its soul. They were mortal enemies, irreconcilable.
The White Tiger said, "Using Bloodline Tracking is no problem. Iâve done it before. Just give me a corpse, the fresher the better, preferably with blood still wet."
Before it finished speaking, a piece of flesh appeared before it. This was a fragment from a Saint Lord of the Black Blood Great World, with black blood still wet on it.
Lin Moyu asked, "Will this do?"
The White Tigerâs pupils contracted, and its nose twitched, "A guy from the Black Blood Great World, still as stinky as ever. This will do!"
"Step back; Iâm going to cast the spell!"
Lin Moyu and the Vermilion Bird stepped back, giving the White Tiger space.
The White Tigerâs eyes grew brighter, and its tiger eyes emitted a radiant glow. Lin Moyu felt a strong sense of origin power.
Next, two beams of light shot from the White Tigerâs eyes, enveloping the piece of flesh.
Spell: Bloodline Tracking!
The flesh silently melted into a mass of black blood.
The black blood was extremely pure, and the stench became even more intense.
The Vermilion Bird explained, "People of the Black Blood Great World are rooted in blood. They dedicate all their essence blood to the world, which then feeds them back, granting them power."
"The blood they retain to sustain their lives is actually filthy blood."
"This cultivation method turns every person in the Black Blood Great World into something like a dried corpse, emitting a foul stench."
Lin Moyu learned for the first time that the cultivation method of the Black Blood Great World was so bizarre.
Sacrificing essence blood, leaving only filthy blood, and then receiving immense power from the worldâs feedback.
Lin Moyu instinctively felt that this cultivation method was wrong; it shouldnât be like this under normal circumstances.
But each world has its own characteristics, and with his current realm, he couldnât make an objective evaluation.
Under the White Tigerâs spell, the black blood quickly transformed, splitting into numerous thin lines that disappeared into the void.
Each thin line contained a trace of the White Tigerâs origin power, which only it could sense, invisible to others.
The Vermilion Bird asked, "How many locations are there?"
The White Tiger replied, "There are four locations in total, three within the domain and one outside, very far away."
The Vermilion Bird immediately said, "Ignore the one outside for now. Letâs deal with the three within the domain first."
"Alright!" The White Tiger agreed immediately, "You... never mind, just get on my back. Youâre too slow."
Only the White Tiger could track them; others wouldnât know the exact locations.
Its speed was unmatched, even the Vermilion Bird couldnât keep up, let alone Lin Moyu.
So it offered its back for the two to ride on.
The Vermilion Bird shook its head, "Youâre too slow. Lin Moyu, open the star map and let the White Tiger point the direction."