You want me to take out a loan to practice cultivation? I'll just pay off the debt physically.

However, the current situation is very difficult due to Ye Lingtian's pursuit.

Strategic thinking requires leveraging favorable timing, location, and human factors.

But now, what does He have?

The gods of the spirit realm are being held back by their adversaries, and the battle lines in the spirit realm are being pushed ever higher.

Now, even the Lord of Death, who should be on his side, has his own ulterior motives in the crucial moments before his death.

Therefore, while insightful understanding is important, making changes is not something that can be achieved overnight.

At least, we can't count on anything from the spirit world.

Especially under Ye Lingtian's absolute overwhelming power and the precise assists from the Lord of Death, this incompetent teammate, the Lord of Wisdom's wisdom, which was enough to dominate among equals, now seemed so pale and powerless.

[He could see through the Lord of Death's intentions, analyze Ye Lingtian's tactics, and even predict the approximate trajectory of the next attack.]

But, so what?

Ye Lingtian's speed was too fast, and his strength was too great.

The rules of killing are far too pure and tyrannical!

Each attack carries a terrifying will that locks in cause and effect and annihilates the rules.

The Lord of Death's mistakes always seem to occur at the most fatal and unavoidable critical moments.

[The strategies the Lord of Wisdom prides himself on, the art of language, the traps of rules.]

All of this was rendered useless noise in the face of Ye Lingtian's single-minded focus on Him, his disregard for all interference, and his pure brute force.

[He tried to analyze the pros and cons with the most exquisite language, attempting to awaken Ye Lingtian's awareness of a greater threat, or perhaps wanting him to fight the Lord of Death first.]

But Ye Lingtian's response was only a sharper, more deadly sword strike.

[Force can overcome skill!]

Before a power so pure and extreme, so powerful it transcends the critical point, all calculations and schemes melt away like ice and snow under the sun, utterly meaningless.

All the Lord of Wisdom could do was flee even more desperately under the twisted assistance of the Lord of Death and the ever-present killing blade of Ye Lingtian.

Each narrow escape was accompanied by the shattering of the divine body and the wailing of the divine essence.

[He himself could foresee that his final demise seemed to be only one step away.]

His light of wisdom dimmed like a candle in the wind amidst the storm of absolute power.

In September of the 372nd year of the Extraordinary Calendar, on the outskirts of the Spirit Realm, where countless supreme protective golden lights shone, the flames of hope that burned as brightly as stars began to dim and extinguish in a heartbreaking way.

The cruel nature of this god-making project is now being revealed in the most direct and undeniable way to the cold gaze of the world.

[Although from the very beginning of the plan, the elites of the Red Heart Society's Kung Fu Research Institute had exhausted their wisdom, combining countless soul simulation experiments with the painful lessons of the previous timeline.]

They painstakingly created several top-tier secret techniques designed to maximize willpower resilience, resist divine assimilation, and stabilize the essence of the soul.

For example, the "Unextinguished Spark Visualization Diagram," the "Returning All Thoughts to One Mind Method," and the "Divine Barrier Construction Technique."

Every elite member of the Red Heart Society who participated in the God-Making Project was like a most devout seeker of the Way, practicing these secret techniques to the limit of their own endurance before entering the pillar of light that represented the intertwining of hope and despair.

They possessed an unyielding will and unwavering faith, and were prepared to face any hardship.

But the path to godhood, this thorny and perilous road to eternity and immortality, has long been proven by the countless bones and despair of geniuses throughout the vast universe, demonstrating its cruel selection mechanism.

[To achieve godhood, one must disregard background, be indifferent to effort, and only recognize results.]

How many exceptionally talented individuals have been buried by that insurmountable chasm between the mortal and the divine?

How many grand ambitions to conquer the world have been shattered?

Even a powerful organization like the Red Heart Society, possessing invaluable experience spanning time and space, mastering cutting-edge divine technology, and gathering the most outstanding wisdom and will of humanity.

When faced with this ultimate challenge, the only way forward is through the most primal and tragic methods.

That is to use a sufficiently large and sufficiently excellent pool of participants to directly challenge a success rate that is so low it's almost hopeless.

[With countless fervent lives and unwavering souls, the steps leading to the throne of God were built!]

The plan to create a god was shrouded in the shadow of immense sacrifice from the very beginning.

Every figure who steps into the pillar of light knows that their future is most likely death.

Their deaths and futures were predictable to everyone, but their ultimate fates differed.

Some were instantly vaporized under the indiscriminate annihilation of the spirit world's will, leaving not even a trace, as if they had never existed.

[Some, however, succumb to the immense burden of the long and agonizing process of stripping away power and merging with the rules. Their souls, like porcelain crushed by a thousand pounds of pressure, crumble inch by inch in silent agony, their divine flame extinguished before it could even ignite.]

Even worse, some exhausted their last glimmer of willpower while resisting the all-pervasive erosion of divinity and confronting the whispers of rules that could distort all perception.

[With unwavering determination shattered and self-deception lost, they were ultimately assimilated by the surging torrent of rules, becoming a colorless speck of background energy within that pillar of light.] [Those who survived that pillar of light and ignited their own divine fire of rules were all tempered in a purgatory, possessing a stunning past etched into the stars and an unwavering will surpassing mortal imagination.]

Those who lack great wisdom, perseverance, and good fortune will find it extremely difficult to overcome this hurdle!

What the Red Heart Society can do is to eliminate external attacks, provide top-notch assistance, and build a relatively safe incubation environment for them.

But the most crucial barriers on the path to the throne are the ultimate transformation of will, the final fusion of soul and rules, and the anchoring of the self in the torrent of divinity.

These challenges can only be overcome by the participants themselves!

External forces, ultimately, cannot replace them in completing this ultimate leap in life!

[Your gaze, empowered by the profound and unfathomable rules within your body, traversed the endless sea of ​​stars, precisely focusing on the void shrouded in tragedy on the outskirts of the Spirit Realm.]

[You can see that the once bright and resilient protective pillars of light are now flickering violently within their core life forces, like candle flames in the wind.]

The once unbreakable bulwark of will of those who supported them was now riddled with spiderweb-like cracks; their souls were engaged in a final, desperate tug-of-war with the raging, fiery rules.

Each impact of the energy of the rules dims the light that represents the self by a little.

Every howl represents the Red Heart Society members' yearning for life.

But human strength has its limits. Accompanied by a sigh from the soul that only the ultimate rules could perceive, the pillar of light, like a star that had exhausted all its energy, rapidly dimmed.

Ultimately, it all returns to eternal nothingness, leaving only cold cosmic dust slowly drifting away in the void.

Not far away, another pillar of light, as if struck by an invisible giant hammer, shattered violently after its golden light flickered intensely under the cover of a disturbance from the depths of the spirit realm.

The elite members of the Red Heart Society within didn't even have time to scream before they were completely annihilated in the annihilation storm at the level of rules.

[Even though you were already aware of this cruel law, and had simulated the inevitable sacrifices countless times from the very beginning of the plan.]

[Even in the Red Heart 9th Generation supercomputing model, the probability of these failures had already been precisely marked.]

In countless moments and times, you have witnessed countless hopes and sacrifices.

Countless tragedies and misery have also passed through your mind.

But every time you see it, you still feel heavy-hearted.

Behind every name lies a loyal soul who burned with righteous indignation until their very last moment.

Their sacrifice is the foundation upon which their unwavering loyalty ascends the long path to divinity.

This somber feeling is a tribute to the selfless dedication of those who sacrificed their lives, and a sober awareness that the road ahead is still long!

You won't ignore this burden, nor will you erase everything.

If you do this, how are you different from those true gods whose divine will controls everything?

But witnessing does not mean one will succumb.

Amidst this heavy sorrow, an even stronger belief rises, illuminating the path ahead.

The trajectory of this timeline has undergone a dramatic and miraculous shift compared to the previous timeline, which ended in despair and destruction.

No need for excessive comparisons; one irrefutable fact suffices to prove it.

Behind the impregnable dimensional barrier of the Red Heart Society headquarters, in a hidden sanctuary in the Star Abyss Land, nearly a hundred new gods, radiating immense power of rules, have already stood.

They are the sword and shield of a pure heart!

[It is a power powerful enough to make any hostile force of a true god tremble!]

Looking at the current global landscape, unless the supreme world will, wielding the ultimate power of destruction, intervenes personally and uses its primordial power to annihilate everything, [the situation will remain unchanged].

The scattered and mutually hindering forces of the gods alone have already lost the ability to completely extinguish the flames of righteous indignation.

The Red Heart Society, like a spark igniting a prairie fire, has taken deep root in the soil of this universe.

This situation, forged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood, from endless sacrifice, is the most sublime and steadfast tribute to those fallen heroes.

Their blood was not shed in vain!

Their will will burn eternally in the flame of their unwavering loyalty!

The road ahead is long and arduous!

But the light of hope has pierced the eternal night!

[The Red Heart Society has evolved from a weak organization into one capable of influencing the global landscape, even cooperating with one major world to alter the strategic goals of another.]

This also demonstrates the future potential of the Red Heart Society.

[You understand very well that Chi Xinwansheng's ultimate ideal may well be realized in the near future!] (End of Chapter)