Biochemical Martial Arts: Supreme Heavenly Venerate

At this moment, he felt both fortunate and worried.

Fortunate that Lin Rui did not achieve complete victory, the intervention of the Dreamy Heavenly Venerate prevented him from fully controlling the Artificial Sky, and the Divine Abyss Wanderer also luckily escaped from the Heavenly Curtain.

The worry was that Lin Rui's rise was unstoppable. As Lin Rui establishes himself in the Artificial Sky, the influence of the Longevity Association within the Earth Federation will be greatly diminished, and those who collude with the Longevity Association might become targets of Lin Rui's reckoning, making his situation extremely dangerous.

With Lin Rui's current power, dealing with him would be easy.

"Also, Chief of Staff, have the Strategic Advisory Committee and the military staff do a comprehensive simulation, simulating the future of humanity. Assess whether the Earth Federation should continue increasing investment in the Sky Extreme Star."

Though the President said this, a hint of resolve flickered in his eyes, his expression like a gambler prepared to up the ante at the table: "Also, immediately contact Lin Rui, arrange a meeting. I need to discuss future cooperation with him, including topics like the Artificial Sky Curtain Base, research on Abyss Weapons, expansion plans for various Base Cities, fleet expansion schemes, etc. You need to be prepared."

Additionally, constructing and perfecting the Dyson Cannon Array— the President realized that this plan might be crucial to Lin Rui, but it's an absolute confidential matter, unnecessary to mention in public today.

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At this moment, Lin Rui had returned to his physical body, standing within the pier base, looking at the fourth fragment of the Abyss Divine Tablet in his hand, exuding a mysterious aura.

The fragment was about six feet square, its surface covered with ancient runes and patterns, looking the same as the three fragments Lin Rui had previously encountered.

Yet, just as Lin Rui touched it, his sea of consciousness suddenly surged with a black wave.

Countless chaotic whispers exploded around his ears, as if billions of ice needles pierced his bone marrow, or an ancient beast across time and space devoured his soul.

Lin Rui saw stars falling, countless Martial Arts true intentions exploded in the sea of consciousness, but upon touching the core of his Martial Intent, they suddenly collapsed into a dark vortex— that was the terrifying existence called "Root" casting its gaze.

"Is this Sword Intent? Truth Method, why didn't I sense it when I touched it before? Was my cultivation too weak back then? Or because of the Battle Spirit Ring?"

Lin Rui's fingertips brushed over the chaotic patterns flowing on the tablet's surface, his focus starting to blur.

He seemed to see the sword light ripping through the void sixty-seven thousand years ago, a woman in a dark robe stepping barefoot on the Karma Fire Red Lotus, her white hair spreading into a galaxy in Purgatory, with lines of Dao rhythm flowing on every inch of her golden bronze ancient sword.

Lin Rui also saw this goddess in a dark robe swinging her sword, as her robe sleeve lifted, it seemed to stir the cosmic root, and when the sword light fell, it seemed three thousand worlds and three thousand Daos were born and died at the sword's edge.

Cutting off a piece of the writhing root essence, the dark tendrils grown from the wound were clearly the same as the shadow now entwined deep within the Divine Tablet.

Lin Rui also saw this goddess glance back in the long river of time, looking towards him.

He saw that face hidden under the black jade crown tassels, cold and detached like a newly bloomed snow lotus, yet radiating the majestic power to rule the world.

Her wrist revealed as she swung the sword was entwined with a Seven Treasures Rosary, each Treasure Bead reflecting the mysteries of the root and truth.

Lin Rui's true intention in Martial Arts then trembled violently, the illusion before him suddenly dissipated.

A cold sweat slid down his spine, as these four Divine Tablets resonated with the Battle Spirit Ring in his hand, Lin Rui finally saw the essence of these fragments clearly.

They were both shackles sealing the root and umbilicals connecting with the root, whenever martial artists use divine tablets to temper Martial Intent, imprinting it into the heavenly curtain in extreme form, the refined concepts become the nourishment for the living world to revitalize.

"Indeed so, but! Such a bold scheme."

This Abyss Divine Tablet is linked to the 'Truth Throne' of the Supreme Heavenly Venerate!

Lin Rui understood the deep meaning of the Supreme Heavenly Venerate, that the Divine King back then wasn't unaware of the tablet's hidden dangers, but rather ingeniously crafted the root essence into bait—

Using martial artists of generations as a furnace, using billions of Martial Arts true intentions to counter-corrupt the root, aiming to assimilate it into a part of this world, to obliterate the markings of the ascended race! A godslayer spark to fight poison with poison!

Meanwhile, these concept powers would become her resources to strengthen the completion of the 'Truth' method.

She believed herself yet to truly grasp the truth—

However, her layout ultimately failed, first the 'Truth Throne' was destroyed, rendering the 'Abyss Divine Tablet' harmful and eventually segmented by All Gods.

From the depths of Lin Rui's sea of consciousness came the low whispers of the root, sweetly seductive enough to make one shudder.

Lin Rui, using the Divine Tablet in his hand, gazed at the root, glimpsing countless thin black lines as spider silk penetrating the void within the chaos entangled in the tablet.

That was the erosion network manifesting the root, all 'Immortalists' and 'Gods' marked by the root were like puppets on strings, their Martial Arts true intentions had long transformed into patches to repair the living world, becoming its sustenance.

This naturally also included himself—

"However!"

A gleam flashed in Lin Rui's eyes, he also saw within the root, its internal chaos and disorder, saw its greed attempting to assimilate and absorb everything.

"Is this the reason why the Supreme Heavenly Venerate forged the Abyss Divine Tablet?"

Lin Rui pondered slightly, extending and inscribing his Martial Intent into it.

He immediately felt his Martial Intent concepts rapidly spreading, expanding, extending, deepening in the root and heavenly curtain, gradually printed to the deepest layer.