Divine Replication System

Of course, should you manage to draw an enemy into the Tianyuan Secret Realm, you can count on our assistance to tackle the problem together.    

The Tianyuan Secret Realm is the final bastion of our Sky Origin Temple, and it can serve as your ultimate sanctuary.    

Please be cautious, Holy Son, and keep this information confidential."    

Wu Tumie advised with gravity.    

"I understand," Lin Xuan responded with a nod.    

So it seems, my role as the Holy Son hasn't really changed much, except for gaining a place of refuge.    

Lin Xuan could appreciate that.    

After all, he must ultimately rely on himself.    

Lin Xuan also noted the significance of the word "temporarily" in Wu Tumie's statement.    

It implied that while it may not be possible now, it doesn't mean it won't be in the future.    

Once his strength is adequate, the remaining members of the Sky Origin Temple would be ready to lend their support and become a powerful ally.    

Should any friends or acquaintances be pursued by the Demon Essence Race, they too could seek shelter within the Tianyuan Secret Realm.    

He could even entice enemies who were no match for him into the Secret Realm, where Wu Tumie and others could help eliminate them.    

This was the promise made by Wu Tumie.    

However, he mustn't attract enemies too formidable for them to handle, especially not experts from the Demon Essence Race.    

That would spell disaster, potentially obliterating our last line of defense.    

"I recall Elder Wu mentioning that since the Ancient Times, the Tianyuan Continent has been under the control of the Demon Essence Race following the fall of our Sky Origin Temple.    

To this day, their experts periodically descend to ravage the continent.    

How long is this interval, and how much time remains before their next descent?    

Could you shed some light on this, Elder Wu?" Lin Xuan inquired about a matter of great concern to him.    

He hoped there would be enough time for him to further strengthen his abilities, to reach the pinnacle of power on the continent and face this formidable threat.    

When Wu Tumie spoke of the calamity that had befallen the Tianyuan Continent and unveiled its true reality, Lin Xuan felt a shiver run through his scalp. A tremendous sense of pressure welled up in his heart. Foreign powers had effortlessly obliterated the once-dominant Sky Origin Temple, the strongest force on the continent. For countless years, they had held sway over the entire Tianyuan Continent, from Ancient Times to the present day. Facing such a formidable threat, Lin Xuan knew he stood no chance. The idea of safeguarding his friends and family seemed futile, let alone his own survival.    

Wu Tumie noticed Lin Xuan's concerns and addressed them earnestly. "The True Spirit World was actually discovered during the heyday of the Sky Origin Temple. Several Grand Elders from the temple ventured there, seeking opportunities to advance their cultivation. Unbeknownst to them, their distinct external aura was detected by an Elder of the Demon Essence Race—an entity far surpassing the Emperor level. Using a soul-manipulating secret technique, this Elder took control of the Grand Elders and acquired the coordinates of the Tianyuan Continent. This led to the catastrophic events that followed. With a warship and several high-ranking officials, they descended upon our world, effortlessly annihilating the living forces of the Sky Origin Temple and seizing control of the Tianyuan Continent. Only places like the Tianyuan Secret Realm, a subspace tethered to the continent, remained intact because their spatial coordinates were never revealed."    

Hearing this, Lin Xuan's face grew increasingly somber. It was clear that danger lurked at every turn. A mere handful of expeditions, despite being the pinnacle of combat power, had brought about a disaster capable of eradicating the continent. If captured, one's fate would no longer be in their own hands. Lin Xuan was familiar with the concept of soul-controlling techniques; some existed within the Tianyuan Continent, but they were effective only against those significantly lower in cultivation level, rendering them of limited value. However, the potential to introduce a new continent was of immense worth. The resources of an entire continent were substantial, and while they might not significantly impact the upper echelons, they could greatly benefit the whole force.    

It was perfectly suited for nurturing those at the middle and lower tiers.    

The Grand Elder of the Demon Essence Race, being a being beyond the Emperor Level, should have no trouble controlling an Emperor Level expert.    

The gap between the Emperor Level and the Emperor Level was immense.    

Even those at the peak of the Emperor Level stood no chance against a Half-level Emperor, easily being vanquished in a mere moment.    

The higher one climbs in the martial arts realm, the more pronounced the differences become.    

The more Lin Xuan heard, the more alarmed he grew.    

Anyone else might have succumbed to despair by now.    

Such a chasm was even wider than that between the heavens and the abyss.    

How could one possibly stand against it?    

Yet Lin Xuan's heart, though weighed down, did not falter in its resolve.    

He was unlike other warriors.    

He had a unique and powerful asset.    

The Golden Finger, the Divine Level Duplication System.    

With energy at his disposal, he could replicate endlessly, enhancing his strength, potential, and talent.    

This opened up limitless possibilities for him.    

If only he could escape this trap.    

There is always a solution when the need arises, just as a path emerges before the mountain and the bridge straightens as the boat approaches.    

He refused to believe that there was no strategy available.    

Witnessing Lin Xuan's shifting demeanor, Wu Tumie inwardly sighed.    

He had once been engulfed by despair.    

Forced to transform into an Indestructible Puppet with endless life but no further prospects, he waited for an opportunity.    

Yet Lin Xuan still possessed the will to fight.    

Truly, he was the last beacon of hope for this continent.    

Should he lose his fighting spirit, it would signify utter ruin.    

Wu Tumie went on to say,    

"After the Demon Essence Race dispatched a multitude of formidable beings to obliterate the Sky Origin Temple and seize control of the Tianyuan Continent,    

they ransacked the land for its resources, including medicinal pills, spirit herbs, spirit stones, minerals, and spirit beasts.    

Once they had taken all the valuable resources, the energy level of the entire continent plummeted.    

No longer could it produce an Emperor Supreme Realm expert.    

Yet the Demon Essence Race did not relent in their grip on the Tianyuan Continent.    

They sealed off every passage leading to the outer realms and the True Spirit World."    

Emperor Level experts were stationed outside as guards, ensuring that no creature from the Tianyuan Continent could flee. They would refrain from disrupting the continent's natural growth and development for a short while. Nonetheless, they would not permit the Tianyuan Continent to increase in strength. Then, periodically, they would reap their harvest. Once the spiritual herbs, minerals, and spirit beasts were depleted, the Demon Essence Race would commence their harvest of the Tianyuan Continent.    

"Do you understand what the Demon Essence Race is actually harvesting?" Wu Tumie posed a question.    

"The human race? No, perhaps warriors?" Lin Xuan's heart skipped a beat as he voiced his speculation.    

"No!" Wu Tumie shook his head, "That's not quite right. The term we're looking for is 'living beings.' Among these, it's the human race that reproduces the fastest. That's precisely why, even though the combined strength of the Barbarian Tribe, Demon Tribe, and various other races is significantly greater than that of the humans, the most fertile lands across the entire continent are under human control. This is exactly what they want!"    

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