According to what Bai Yue knew, the Lord of the Nine Nethers owed Primordial Chaos City Lord a personal favor. If his teacher stepped forward, obtaining a portion of World Lord–level Blood Sea water would not be difficult at all.
Bai Yue had briefly considered acquiring it himself—but the idea was quickly dismissed.
That path was simply too troublesome.
Luo Feng had only succeeded back then because the universe itself seemed to bend around him. Under the control of time and space wielded by a Universe Lord, none of Bai Yue's current methods would have worked. Moreover, the Lord of the Nine Nethers' divine body was absurdly exaggerated. His authority over Nine Nether spacetime was far stronger than that of an ordinary Universe Lord. Attempting to force anything would have been suicidal.
"Disciple has a request and hopes Teacher will grant assistance," Bai Yue said sincerely.
"Oh?" Primordial Chaos City Lord looked mildly surprised. "Tell me."
In truth, Bai Yue rarely asked for help.
From Primordial Chaos City Lord's perspective, this disciple of his possessed a hidden pride—an aloof calmness that came from deep-rooted confidence, as though he were observing the world from above rather than living within it. Even when facing him, his teacher, Bai Yue was respectful yet unnaturally composed, like a deity looking upon mortals.
That made this request all the more interesting.
"Teacher already knows that disciple can create clones," Bai Yue said calmly. "I am able to nurture clones of other races. For my next step, I require a portion of the divine body of a World Lord–level descendant of the Lord of the Nine Nethers."
Primordial Chaos City Lord's brows lifted slightly.
"The Lord of the Nine Nethers… has bloodline descendants?"
To the Human Race, the origins of the Lord of the Nine Nethers were shrouded in mystery. Primordial Chaos City Lord had fought alongside him before and had always believed him to be a unique special lifeform.
In raw attack power, the Lord of the Nine Nethers was inferior to Primordial Chaos City Lord. What truly inspired fear was his immortality. No matter how many times he was slain, he would reappear shortly afterward. Only much later did the truth come to light.
The Nine Nether Sea was his body.
As long as the Nine Nether Sea existed, so too did the Lord of the Nine Nethers.
That revelation had come after two Monster Race Universe Lords had once pursued him deep into Nine Nether spacetime. When the Lord of the Nine Nethers retreated into the sea, the entire ocean ignited in god power, instantly annihilating one Universe Lord and severely injuring the other.
From that battle onward, the universe understood: annihilating a god-power ocean spanning more than ten light-years was practically impossible—even for the Universe's Strongest.
"According to what disciple learned by chance," Bai Yue continued, "the Lord of the Nine Nethers has 108 children. Within Nine Nether spacetime exist 108 Imperial Seas. Among them are three Universe Exalts, dozens of Undying, and many World Lords."
Primordial Chaos City Lord's expression turned thoughtful.
"According to Human intelligence, he only has three descendants. It seems he hides the rest quite well."
He fell silent for a moment, then smiled.
"You are my disciple, and he indeed owes me a favor. I will personally make a trip and obtain Blood Sea water for you."
Bai Yue was stunned.
He had expected assistance—but not this.
His teacher did not hesitate. He did not question motives. He simply agreed.
For the first time, guilt surfaced in Bai Yue's heart.
He had always treated his teachers as stepping stones, as shields to reduce friction on his path forward. Yet this man before him had offered help without conditions, without suspicion.
These were not characters in a story.
They were people.
Living, breathing beings with will, judgment, and emotion.
That realization struck deep.
Bai Yue bowed, his posture solemn. "Thank you, Teacher."
Primordial Chaos City Lord laughed softly. "Break through to Undying soon. That will be thanks enough."
Soon after, a clone of Primordial Chaos City Lord appeared outside Nine Nether spacetime.
He did not conceal his aura.
In response, the entire region trembled.
A colossal visage formed from condensed world power, blood-red heavens boiling with rage.
"Chaos."
"Nine Nether."
The exchange between titans was brief.
When it ended, Primordial Chaos City Lord departed, Blood Sea water in hand.
Two days later, Bai Yue began nurturing his Blood Sea clone.
Within the Original Universe, atop the Founding God Realm's central peak, a massive blood-colored light mass shimmered—nearly ten thousand kilometers in diameter.
As the light faded, a towering humanoid form emerged.
Ten thousand kilometers tall.
Perfectly proportioned.
Skin like crystal jade, veins of blood-red light flowing beneath, exuding both divinity and dread.
The Blood Sea clone possessed two innate abilities:
Shapeshifting into Sea
Creation
With a thought, the clone dissolved—transforming into a vast Blood Sea over one hundred thousand kilometers wide. Space-time bent subtly under its presence.
Then came Creation.
By repeatedly dividing, restoring, and recombining, the Blood Sea expanded explosively. When Bai Yue fully applied the Original Universe's creative authority, the Blood Sea surged outward to eighty million kilometers—reaching the World Lord limit imposed by the Primordial Universe.
Beyond that, it was transferred deeper into the Original Universe, free from external suppression.
This clone was not for combat.
It was a divine power reservoir.
A foundation.
A dream made real.
The western continent of the Founding God Realm slowly drowned beneath endless crimson tides.
And to all beings born thereafter, that land became known as—
The most forbidden place in existence.