Wizard: Starting With the Knights Breathing Method Chapter 2764: 566: Bloodline Demon Seed Codex, Heaven Returns, Third All-Out Invasion!

The Demon Lord absorbs and assimilates the growth energy of the Blood Demon Seed. Once it reaches maturity, it condenses into a "Blood Fruit" within the host's body.

By performing a specialized ritual, the Blood Fruit can be refined into one's own form, potentially triggering further self-metamorphosis and bloodline evolution. The success of this stimulation depends on the quantity and quality of the Blood Fruits used. Given the Snake Mother’s high-level bloodline, achieving even a minor metamorphosis would require at least 45 Level 8 Blood Fruits—a feat that has already consumed half of its long life.

"It is a shame that Level 9 Blood Fruits are nearly impossible to produce. Otherwise, if I had 66 Level 8 Blood Fruits combined with 3 Level 9 Blood Fruits, I might have stimulated my bloodline to self-metamorphose toward the Mythical level... No matter, being able to refine and optimize my bloodline to reach the Late Stage of Level 9 is already an excellent result. In the history of the Nine-Headed Prison Snake clan, no one has ever attained such a realm. Come to think of it, this 'Bloodline Demon Seed Secret Scripture' is truly terrifying; it can actually invert bloodline logic and shatter bloodline shackles, forcing the bloodline to mutate in unknown directions. I wonder what kind of entity created it?"

In an instant, the Snake Mother and Reyas watched as 45 translucent snake eggs cracked open simultaneously. Those living corpses melted into the yellow water, which eventually transformed into blood water. From this blood water, 81 eerie and enchanting petals of Blood Lotus bloomed.

As the flowers blossomed and then withered, 45 heart-like Blood Fruits grew in a flash. They pulsed before transforming into streaks of light that surged into the grand, bizarre array within the nest. Finally, they coalesced into a miniature, blood-colored Nine-Headed Snake.

A crown sat upon its head, radiating a regal aura. Beside its nine heads, a small, half-formed and weak snake head appeared to be sprouting.

"Indeed, the Blood Fruit's quality is lacking; otherwise, it would have manifested as a ten-headed snake... What a pity." Looking solemn, the Snake Mother swallowed the manifestation whole and coiled up in the nest, drifting into a profound slumber.

"If this succeeds, I shall become the most powerful Nine-Headed Prison Snake in history! If luck is on my side, it might even be possible to ascend to Level 10!"

At that very moment.

Within an indescribable dimension, an ancient eye that had been dormant for countless eons slowly opened. These eyes belonged to a magnificent figure whose blurred face was impossible to distinguish. His upper body was bare like a perfectly carved sculpture, with long hair flowing over his shoulders and a gruesome blood hole piercing the left side of his chest.

A broken, crimson heart could be seen beating within, with invisible blood vessels stretching out into the void and spreading across the universe. Before him, the void condensed into mysterious runes containing knowledge that could drive even Level 9 Experts into unspeakable madness. This was a cultivation method.

The "Bloodline Demon Seed General Outline"!

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Three years passed.

Nora Calendar Year 1545.

Blood Battle Year 1433.

Heavenly World.

Across the mountains, forests, oceans, rivers, and plains... On this day, the six supreme barbarian tribes and millions of smaller tribes all gazed up at the Sky Dome. A massive black whirlpool, roughly a million miles in diameter, began to take form, churning the world's clouds and winds.

Lightning flashed everywhere as a pair of indifferent, giant eyes manifested.

"The Sky Eye!"

"The Heavenly Will has returned!"

"Hahaha! I knew it! How could Heaven ever be in trouble?"

"Heaven above!"

Countless tribes and their Totem Beasts worshipped the giant eyes with extreme devotion. This was the God of the barbarian tribes, the protector who had shielded them through endless ages.

It was more benevolent and yet more exclusive than the Heavenly Father, for it only accepted the faith of the barbarians, even going so far as to respond to individual prayers and manifest its divine presence.

While Heaven remains, the barbarians are immortal.

Conversely, the same logic applied.

Suddenly, a powerful figure wielding an iron rod laughed and ascended toward the Sky Dome; it was Mangang!

"I wish to tread the Heavenly Path and prove myself a Barbarian Lord!"

Following his shout, a path thick with thorns and lightning descended from the heavens—a path that ordinary Level 9 Experts would not dare touch. Yet, Mangang moved forward without effort, smashing all obstacles with his iron rod. During the long period spent waiting for Heaven's return, he had condensed five soldier species, making his skills unrivaled in the modern era!

He achieved his goal by traversing the heavenly path and arriving at the magnificent Nine Heavens Palace. This was a realm visible only to those at the Barbarian Lord level.

Surrounding the palace within a sea of clouds were countless fierce Totem Spirits. The weakest among them were above Level 6, while some reached the Legendary Level 9. Six silhouettes even faintly radiated the aura of Mythical level Totem Spirits—a silver giant Weasel, a cyan Hast Eagle, and a red flame Dragon... they represented the Six Great Tribes.

These Totem Spirits were once Mythical Creatures in life and served as the Totem Belief for the Six Great Tribes. After death, they returned to Heaven and were preserved by the Heavenly Will, continuing to exert influence through the Path of Belief and shining for the barbarian people to this day.

Because Heaven is immortal, the Totems never truly perish. They are like special spiritual creatures of Heaven, though they lack the ability to grow. Their power is far less than it was when they were alive, but it is still sufficient to rival the weaker Gods of the astral world. This served as a hidden strength, never revealed to the common world.

Inside that grand palace stood four magnificent figures: the Python God, the Weasel God, the Eagle God, and the Turtle God Barbarian Lords. In this current era, the Dragon God Tribe suffered from a lack of talent and had yet to produce a Barbarian Lord.

"Congratulations, Mangang!"

"Welcome to your Ascension!"

Mangang smiled and greeted them one by one. He then looked toward the high throne at a middle-aged man with sharp features and a commanding presence, dressed in a purple imperial robe.

This was the manifestation of the Heavenly Will before the Barbarian Lords, a form it sometimes took to subtly inspect the state of the barbarian tribes.