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Chapter 5: Creator Mother Tree

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It could also be called the Dark Mother God Embryo, the Palace of the Mother God, the Dark World Tree, the Creator Mother Tree, and so on...

All of the above are partial information Jiang Yan obtained from this black mist World Tree standing above the Chaos Sea.

But... are you sure you were bestowed by the River of History?

This level of prestige feels no less than the River of History at all?

Although Jiang Yan has never seen the historical gifts of others, he can confirm that this thing definitely has a significant origin.

If General Lu and the Rat Guard, who previously forced him into a desperate situation, came to this space, they would not need him to lift a finger; the mere fluctuating chaotic currents would crush them into dust.

At this moment, Jiang Yan felt like an immortal god sitting high above.

Looking down upon all things.

"However, is this really the historical ability I awakened?"

Jiang Yan's gaze was somewhat suspicious; he clearly saw his historical gift just condensing, only to be swallowed by this mass of black qi, resulting in a usurper taking the rightful owner's place and a substitute replacing the original.

Could it be some strange entity within the River of History, washed along by the current, that has parasitized onto him?

Is everything before his eyes just his own illusion?

But no matter how he checked, he could clearly feel every detail of the Demon God Embryo, every pulse, completely under his own control.

The only thing missing was information about its origin, as if it truly were a young Demon God body not yet gestated within the Chaos, ignorant and innocent like an infant.

One should say the Demon God Embryo has no will of its own; it is merely an extension of Jiang Yan's soul.

As for the so-called conspiracy theories...

When weak, all unrealistic suspicions are merely a display of one's own weakness and incompetence.

Jiang Yan does not like to consider meaningless matters; as long as he becomes strong enough, the answer will naturally come.

"No matter where you come from... from now on, you are my ability!"

A thought flashed through Jiang Yan's mind as he began to examine the abilities of the Dark Mother God Embryo, and his expression gradually became strange.

Although its form is a tree, its abilities are somewhat...

Strange.

Named—Birthing Billions of Offspring!

He hasn't even gotten married yet, but he has to become a male mother first?

Is the next step to transform into a Zerg Queen, birthing endless offspring, sweeping through the River of History, and finally devouring the entire universe?

Jiang Yan couldn't help but shiver, thinking of the twisted and terrifying images of individuals becoming hosts.

Finally being challenged in rotation by countless heroes... becoming the World-Ending Demon King.

However, after he studied it carefully, he found his imagination had been exaggerated.

"This is truly a Concept-Level ability!"

This process, rather than birthing, is more like creation.

The Dark Demon God Embryo can turn all diseased life forms into materials, re-birth them, bear fruit on the Black Mist World Tree, and give birth to its own offspring.

This "offspring" is the key point; it covers not only living beings but can also birth the target's memories, skills, insights, items, and so on, even the causality of its existence can be birthed.

All offspring will be absolutely controlled by the Demon God Embryo, absolutely loyal, unable to rebel, and their power can be drawn to strengthen oneself.

Furthermore, different offspring can be combined and evolved, similar to material synthesis, to improve their quality.

Of course, there is risk involved.

Especially with living beings; they might fuse into a higher-level offspring, but it is more likely that due to clashing forces, they will become further twisted and collapse directly.

Conversely, knowledge-type and skill-type offspring, if from the same source, can be continuously stacked and sublimated; if from different sources, there is a probability of conflict leading to collapse.

The more offspring are birthed, the more they will nourish the Demon God Embryo to grow further!

And Jiang Yan can currently only birth offspring; he cannot yet actively control the form, abilities, and so on of the born offspring.

That is to say, the birthing of offspring is currently random.

"It's a bit like monsters dropping equipment, but being able to bind uniqueness, this is true power returning to oneself!"

Jiang Yan sighed in his heart; that is to say, these diseases that monsters avoid at all costs will become the nourishment for his strengthening.

The more disease nodes he experiences, the faster he will strengthen; what kind of monster will be created by piling countless abilities together?

Going even further, if he swallows the source of all diseases in the entire River of History, can he birth an omnipotent Taboo Immortal God?

"Thinking too far ahead..." Jiang Yan shook his head, calming himself down, because he realized a serious problem.

His historical gift has become a Demon God Embryo, so...

Where will he find supernatural materials?

There was previously a Rat Guard doll, but because it was stained with his blood, it had already revived.

If he went back now, he would most likely be smashed into Jiang Yan sauce, or cut into dozens of pieces by General Lu.

Without supernatural materials, how can he birth his first offspring to protect himself from a horde of pursuers?

"Trapped in a new dead loop again..."

Jiang Yan frowned; as for trying to exploit a bug in the Chaos Sea to stall for time, it is impossible, because this is the depths of his consciousness, and time is not synchronized with the outside world.

"Wait, supernatural materials are not entirely non-existent..."

A flash of inspiration struck Jiang Yan's mind, and he had already thought of the Method of the Scheme.

With a thought, the chaotic currents dispersed, and the scene of the medicine shop's secret room reappeared before his eyes.

Boom!

However, at the very moment of his return, a violent sound came from above; mud and sand fell together, accompanied by several loud crashes. The secret room's door was smashed into deformation. Since it was only used for storing medicinal herbs, the material and the door were not made of alloy, so they could not withstand the heavy blows for long and fell to the ground.

Light rapidly spread through the hole, illuminating the dark secret room like a candle flame.

A grotesque pig head hung upside down, probing in; its dark green eyes, in the faint light, quickly locked onto Jiang Yan in the corner.

"You southerner knows how to hide, but unfortunately, the scent on your body is too strong; it cannot fool our noses."

From within the medicine shop came the unrestrained laughter of the other wild boar cavalry, who had already surrounded the place, forming an inescapable net.

Yet before this crisis, Jiang Yan stood quietly, not panicking or screaming at the monsters' arrival; instead, he raised his head, revealing a pale face devoid of any blood, his lips curling slightly upward into a mocking smile.

"Has this southerner been scared senseless?"

The wild boar cavalryman frowned; as a hunter, seeing prey not only unafraid of him but actually laughing made him deeply irritated, so he directly extended his fat palm, reaching for Jiang Yan:

"Playing with ghosts and spirits! Being eaten by us, having your flesh devoured and your skin stripped and bones broken is an honor for you, you southerner!"

Inside the medicine shop, the other wild boar cavalrymen, seeing their prey caught in the net, lifted their broken-limbed hooves and prepared to turn and leave.

One of the wild boar cavalrymen, looking at a companion still lying on the ground with his head thrust into the hole, his body constantly twitching, urged: "Sasu, stop playing, we must hurry back to support General Lu, my lord, to deal with that fat rat, then anchor the mortal realm; this way, we can escape that ghost place..."

"Ugh... ugh... ugh..."

However, the only response was a low sobbing sound, along with strange piercing noises.

"Sasu, what's wrong?" This wild boar cavalryman sensed something was wrong, quickly approached, and reached out to pull his companion out, but the next second...

Pfft! Pfft!

Massive amounts of crimson threads pierced through the wild boar cavalryman named Sasu, pinning his body firmly to the ceiling; his grotesque head and body had already been drained of all flesh, leaving only pig skin and bulging eyeballs, the dim pupils filled with disbelief.

"What!?"

The wild boar cavalrymen, their expressions shocked, all turned their gaze toward the basement.

Tap! Tap! Tap!

Light footsteps sounded as Jiang Yan slowly emerged from the stairs, his face pale, his body swaying as if about to collapse, looking completely like a sickly person who could be blown down by a mere gust of wind.

Yet not a single wild boar cavalryman dared to act rashly.

For behind Jiang Yan floated a small coffin carved like red crystal, adorned with mysterious and eerie patterns; crystal-white bones, smooth as jade, spread out to form a mysterious tree-like design.

Seen from afar, it looked elegant and exquisite, like a fine work of art, surrounded by ash and emitting an aura of life's burial.

The coffin lid above had opened a crack, and the crimson threads piercing the wild boar cavalryman named Sasu had spread forth from within.

The crimson threads were eerie and terrifying, yet carried an inexplicable beauty.

As if a spider lily were slowly blooming!

Looking at these wild boar cavalrymen who stood on high alert, Jiang Yan smiled, smiling very happily:

"Come to think of it, to you I should also be a foreigner, half a foreigner; so if I beat you... will you drop land deeds and silver?"

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