It was on an ordinary planet that Yao Mun first came into contact with a member of the destruction race.
The member of the destruction race was hiding far below the ground and planning a large-scale attack on the planet.
He was at the peak of the inner world realm and would not be noticed by anyone on the planet.
Of course, that was only if Yao Mun had not coincidentally arrived. Yao Mun watched the member of the destruction race move about as he began to remember what he had heard about them.
After a few days of observation, Yao Mun appeared in front of the member of the destruction race.
The member of the destruction race instantly reacted when Yao Mun appeared, but Yao Mun simply stood there, causing the member of the destruction race to stop moving as well.
"I am Yao Mun, someone from the same time period as Ying Xiong. I need you to send a message to the king of the destruction race. Tell him that I, Yao Mun, request to join the destruction race as an enemy of Heaven and all life in the universe." Yao Mun said.
This member of the destruction race was one with intelligence, and although he was ready to self-destruct if needed, he contacted one of the 21 destruction lords, who connected to the king of the destruction race.
At this time, Yao Mun seemed much different compared to before. His eye still gave off a sense of horror, but he was calm, eerily calm. Nobody could guess his thoughts after being reborn.
Eventually, the member of the destruction race spoke.
"One of the 21 destruction lords is coming. He will check you out and decide to take you or not. The king has allowed the possibility."
Although the destruction race had infiltrated almost everywhere with spies, they had also been infiltrated themselves, or at least, there had been attempts.
All those who had joined them had been killed before taking any traitorous action. There were very few cultivators strong enough to join the destruction race who were able to maintain a true relationship.
Yao Mun quietly waited for multiple weeks before a force surrounded him and dragged him away. When he was finally able to use any of his senses again, he was in a large black throne room. Around him were a few of the 21 destruction lords, and in front of him was the king of the destruction race, Lin Zhenwu, sitting on a throne, looking at him curiously.
"Yao Mun. From Ying Xiong's era? But why have I never heard of you? Someone who can live this long should be well known." Lin Zhenwu said.
Yao Mun responded "The only ones who would know me would be Ying Xiong, Heaven, and the origin god."
The king of the destruction race's eyes widened upon hearing the name of the origin god. "You say that the origin god would know you?"
His tone was not understandable, but contained repressed emotions.
Yao Mun nodded. "He would. After all, he is the one that gave me my power."
The king of the destruction race became even more serious than before. "So not only would the origin god know you, but you've met him?"
Yao Mun shook his head. "No. I've only heard his voice as he offered me power."
The king of the destruction race sneered. "So how would you know that it was he who gave you your power?"
Yao Mun looked up and swung down with his arm. His arm disintegrated as it lowered and an attack with the power of the 3rd level of the god realm was released. The king of the destruction race easily destroyed it, but there was now shock on his face.
"Who else could have given me such talent, especially so many years ago?"
The king of the destruction race nodded. "It seems so. You want to join the destruction race. Why?"
Yao Mun took a book from his spatial ring and sat it down.
There was no need to open it. Almost all powerful people knew of its existence. It was useless for anyone at the true god realm as the condition of killing someone a realm above was impossible, and who at the god realm could kill a true god? Even if they could, they would likely have talent at the immortal godking rank, the peak of the universe. The technique was usually only useful for those in the lower levels, but what about Yao Mun?
"I am confident in killing someone at the god realm, but if I start a fight, it will attract too much attention and I will be surrounded and killed. I need the help of the destruction race."
Lin Zhenwu nodded. "And what can you give in return?"
From a common viewpoint, it was better to not let such a person live.
Yao Mun lowered his head and kneeled on the ground. "I can serve the destruction race."
The king of the destruction race seemed satisfied at his actions. "Alright then. I, Lin Zhenwu, declare you a member of the destruction race. I will raise you as far as you can go. Come, tell me about the past."
Yao Mun walked to a different place with the king of the destruction race and chatted. The entire time, he seemed like a servant.
It seemed a far cry compared to the Yao Mun of before.
A few trillion years later, the destruction race caused a great commotion, grabbing the attention of many true gods of the righteous faction, as well as Ying Xiong.
Ying Xiong was no longer simply a threat to the destruction race, he was a calamity. With his current cultivation level, he could single handedly destroy the destruction race.
Naturally, the destruction race had completely vanished by the time he arrived.
At the same time, he got a report of a god realm cultivator being killed. His anger shot into the skies.
With the death of the god realm cultivator, killed by Yao Mun himself, whose battle style seemed much different compared to before, Yao Mun's meridians reached the peak of the immortal king rank.
He had already managed to increase his talent a bit from his immortal 1 rank meridians of the past while reaching the inner world realm. As for how he could reach the inner world realm at all, his eye was a great contributor.
There was also the inner world realm cultivator that had been imprisoned. The prisoner had been draining his blood, and with Yao Mun's special methods, he had been able to use that blood to grow.
The final method involving his growth was actually the power of Heaven. When fighting against Tian Fu, Tian Fu had used every last ounce of power in his body to "Kill" Yao Mun.
As the successor of Tian Ren and the number 1 follower of Heaven, his body had contained the power of Heaven, even if just slightly.
When Tian Fu used all that power, some of Heaven's power had mixed with the Qi used to destroy Yao Mun. Yao Mun had managed to use the Qi in a split second to help preserve some of himself.
It had taken unfathomable luck, methods, perseverance, and talent for Yao Mun to revive and cultivate to such a level.
When it came to reviving, a technique that Yao Mun had created with the combination of mere chance and inspiration from Bi Chong made the greatest contribution.
He had been able to preserve his energy inside of a ball and put it into multiple cultivators around the world. The ball contained his Lifeforce, and with the mystical technique that even he did not truly understand, he had been able to preserve a copy of almost everything in the balls.
The balls had been passed down through generation and had absorbed energy from millions of cultivators, once again contributing to the growth of Yao Mun's cultivation.
All in all, to revive, it had taken the use of a technique created by chance and some inspiration, the Qi of Heaven, and incredible luck. He had finally revived through the blood of the prisoner.
All in all, in order to reach the peak of the inner world realm, he had needed the combination of his eye, the Qi from millions of generations of cultivators, an inner world realm cultivator that had had one of the balls passed down by his ancestors, and most recently, the talent increasing technique.
Even then, Yao Mun was still missing a few memories, but it was nothing compared to Ying Xiong. He was also not missing anything that important. He remembered everything he needed to.
His change in personality had been as a result of being defeated by Tian Fu and, at one point, truly dying.
For Yao Mun, even with all of his talent and luck, breaking through to the god realm with immortal king 1 rank meridians was still impossible. He needed to go up another rank at least.
For the king of the destruction race, Yao Mun had clear value, especially since he had once almost defeated Ying Xiong at the same level.
Understanding that it would be nearly impossible to hunt down more god realm cultivators within a quadrillion years, he made a sacrifice.
In 1 on 1 battles to the death, Yao Mun killed 50 destruction race god realm cultivators, each with more talent than the last, before finally achieving immortal god 7 rank meridians.
Yao Mun kneeled. "Thank you lord. This is enough."
The king of the destruction race waved his hand. "As long as you can reach the true god realm, anything is ok. I'm even considering sacrificing a true god to help you raise your meridians in the future."
Yao Mun lowered his head even more. "This one will loyally serve the destruction race for quadrillions of years, even if it causes my death."
The king of the destruction race laughed. "I wish everyone was like you. Cultivate well. Come back when you reach the peak of the god realm."
Yao Mun nodded and left.
Trillions of years passed, but to the current powerhouses of the universe, it was as if a minute had passed.
Far below the hideout of the destruction race, a tribulation came and went. Yao Mun entered the god realm, but he did not leave.
He cultivated diligently, only leaving to kill for blood and, as he did so, practice his techniques.
The blood was basically useless as it was from those below the god realm, but Yao Mun simply enjoyed killing.
It was around 4 quadrillion years later that Yao Mun once again met the king of the destruction race, now as a god realm 10 cultivator.
The king of the destruction race clapped his hands. "Even with talent, not many can reach such a level. I have an opportunity here, and it will only be if you choose to risk life and death that you will receive it. Fight to the death with the one of the weakest true gods of the destruction race, one with immortal god 3 rank meridians."
Yao Mun did not need to think for a second before nodding his head.
Lin Zhenwu clapped again. "Brave and bold. Come out."
From the curtains of darkness surrounding the room, a true god realm cultivator came out. At the sides, almost all of the true gods of the destruction race were watching, including the 3 high lords.
A sword formed from Qi appeared in Yao Mun's hand as the true god realm cultivator launched at him with killing intent. After all, they were both fighting for their life.
As Yao Mun held the sword up, three of his limbs, excluding only his right arm, weakened and seemed to deflate. He had sacrificed the souls of three of his limbs. Long ago, he could only sacrifice up to 50% of his soul if he was absolutely risking death. Now, after so many years of practice and creating techniques, he could safely sacrifice up to 60% of his soul, though any more would kill him instantly.
Yao Mun moved forward and brushed past the true god realm cultivator, who's eyes widened.
His head flew off of his body. He would not have died so quickly if he did not underestimate Yao Mun. Even cultivators of the destruction race could be careless and arrogant.
The king of the destruction race, Lin Zhenwu, clapped his hands with glee as Yao Mun absorbed the true gods blood.
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Authors note: Chapters 427, 428, and 429 will be released at the same time for a better reading experience.
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