1: Chapter 1 Rebirth Through a Surrogate Pregnancy

Fighting Qi Continent.

The common people of the Central Plains suffered, but Xiao Yan obtained the Ancient Emperor's inheritance and luckily ascended to become a Dou Di.

The Battle of the Two Emperors erupted, with Xiao Yan fighting Hun Tiandi...

Hun Tiandi, who had sacrificed the Central Plains to blood, was sealed within the void space beneath the Exotic Fire Plaza at the cost of Xiao Yan burning his own Dou Di body.

"My Hun Clan's thousand years of planning has been defeated by your hands, Xiao Yan. I am not reconciled..."

Hun Tiandi roared. The twenty-three pillars of exotic fire on the Exotic Fire Plaza formed a profound array, sealing him within, but he was powerless to turn the tide.

Xiao Yan became the second supreme being to ascend to Dou Di on the Fighting Qi Continent after a thousand years, honored by the common people as the "Flame Emperor"!

Hun Tiandi was sealed within a cocoon of fire, enduring the calcination of the exotic fires day and night.

His formidable Blood Emperor Body was slowly refined into nothingness. His peerless Dou Di soul began to be scorched and damaged, and all that met his eyes were the magnificent, multicolored flames.

Time passed, and the years flew by like a shuttle.

Hun Tiandi's soul realm was falling; unable to recover within the void space, he became increasingly weak.

The speed of the exotic fire's erosion became faster and faster...

Now, Hun Tiandi's shattered Dou Di soul had reached the point of exhaustion, on the verge of annihilation.

"What should I do? To perish just like this, I am not reconciled!"

"I just stepped into the Dou Di realm and hadn't yet unleashed my might, only to be sealed!"

"I, Hun Tiandi, am probably the shortest-lived Dou Di in the history of the Fighting Qi Continent!"

"If I could only escape..."

At the final moment of his life, Hun Tiandi's soul became transparent, having already fallen from the divine realm to the mortal realm.

Past events echoed in his heart, one after another. He sighed helplessly.

"If Heaven gives me another chance, I will become even stronger..."

After Hun Tiandi's soul dissipated, leaving behind a soul origin imprint, the void suddenly changed.

Swoosh...

Suddenly, a stream of light pierced through the void into the space sealed by the Exotic Fire Plaza. Strangely, the ball of light penetrated the exotic fire space without causing a single ripple.

"Where on earth has this sent me?"

"Ah... so painful. After merging with the soul origin imprint, a stream of information flooded my brain. I've transmigrated into Hun Tiandi?"

"At this moment, sealed in the exotic fire space, about to dissipate into nothingness. I'm in a real rush, what do I do..."

"Other transmigrators are either emperors, crown princes, or sect holy sons. Why is it that when I transmigrate, I become this unlucky fellow, Hun Tiandi?"

Hun Tiandi said in despair.

At this time, Xiao Yan had likely already left the Fighting Qi Continent, ascending to the Major Thousand Worlds in pursuit of higher-level power.

"The most important thing now is to escape!" Hun Tiandi fell into deep thought.

"Hmm, what is this?" Hun Tiandi sensed a ball of light appearing within his soul and touched it with his mind.

The light before his eyes flared brightly. He lost consciousness, and enveloped by the light, he pierced through the exotic fire space and disappeared without a trace.

Hun Tiandi regained consciousness. Opening his eyes and looking around, all he saw was shimmering water.

The light flowed chaotically, and in the center was the body of an infant.

The infant was dumbfounded, clearly shocked.

At this moment, he could not speak, or he would likely have let out an exclamation.

This infant was none other than Hun Tiandi!

After escaping his predicament, he opened his eyes again to find himself in this state...

"Hehehe, reborn! I, Hun Tiandi, have returned!"

The infant excitedly waved his limbs. He had not yet been born and was soaking in amniotic fluid containing innate energy.

"Xiao Yan, this Emperor has made a comeback. The pain of burning my body and destroying my soul, the humiliation of being imprisoned by exotic fires, I will return it all to you..."

"Ancient Clan, Void Ancient Dragon Clan... wait for my, Hun Tiandi's, return. Let the Blood God descend!"

He merged with the soul origin imprint and inherited Hun Tiandi's fragmented memories.

Including cultivation methods and Dou Techniques...

Then he would re-cultivate and attain the Dao of the Dou Di!

Now, by utilizing the special environment of the womb, he could thoroughly wash away the traces of the Hun Clan soul.

Originally, the Hun Clan's Dou Di Bloodline was a powerful aid in the early stages, allowing for rapid progress in cultivation realm.

However, once one reached a certain level of growth, the Dou Di Bloodline would become a shackle.

In the original story, after the Xiao Clan's Dou Di Bloodline was exhausted by Xiao Xuan, no descendants were able to break through.

The bloodline of the child of destiny, Xiao Yan, broke the bottleneck of the original Xiao Clan Dou Di Bloodline.

In the Heavenly Tomb, Xiao Yan merged the Ancient Clan's Dou Di blood, the Dragon-Phoenix origin blood of the Void Ancient Dragon Clan, and the blood of the Xiao Clan, only then breaking this confinement.

Now, Hun Tiandi was an infant. Having been reborn through a borrowed womb and devouring the infant's consciousness, there was a slight barrier between his soul and the body. He could not perfectly fuse with and control the body, as it was, after all, a body obtained through possession.

He would take this opportunity to refine the traces of the Hun Clan, erase the barrier, and start anew.

He would utilize the environment nurturing the infant, swallow innate energy, and before birth, cultivate the best constitution to forge an unparalleled foundation.

After birth, he would be a brand new Hun Tiandi...

Hun Tiandi could not see the outside world, but he could hear the sounds from it.

He intermittently heard the outside world mentioning: "Cangyun Town... Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion..." and so on, various spheres of influence.

Very well, starting in the Central Plains could also be considered a high starting point.

Hun Tiandi cast aside distracting thoughts and recalled the cultivation methods in his mind that were suitable for his current cultivation.

There was not much time left; once he was born after the full term, he would lose this kind of opportunity.

Thinking of this, a stream of information surged from the light ball in his mind. After organizing it, he realized his cheat was called the heart of samsara.

It was a peerless treasure from the Major Thousand Worlds.

It contained two cultivation methods: "God Refining Art" and "Blood Scripture".

"God Refining Art" was a cultivation method for soul power. Given Hun Tiandi's vision, he actually couldn't see through the level of this cultivation method.

On the Fighting Qi Continent, cultivation methods were divided into four tiers, from high to low: Heaven, Earth, Profound, and Yellow.

It was too wonderful. "Blood Scripture" was even more terrifying, recording various miraculous and dreadful killing techniques and methods for refining divine weapons.

Such as the Human Emperor Banner that billowed with black smoke, the peerlessly defensive Red Lotus of Karmic Fire...

"Let's begin!" Hun Tiandi began to comprehend the God Refining Art.

He absorbed the innate energy from the amniotic fluid, and wisps of mysterious energy flowed into the center of Hun Tiandi's brows.

It washed and strengthened his soul.

After Hun Tiandi practiced the God Refining Art, his soul power grew ceaselessly.

The soul realms of the Fighting Qi Continent: Mortal Realm, Spirit Realm..., each realm divided into three stages...

When Hun Tiandi used the heart of samsara to break the seal, he had paid the price of burning his soul power; the exotic fire seal set by the Flame Emperor would not be broken easily.

In the womb, the God Refining Art frantically absorbed innate energy to nourish and strengthen his soul.

At the same time, Hun Tiandi was also comprehending the Blood Scripture. In the Major Thousand Worlds, the Blood Scripture had a fearsome reputation.

He activated the Blood Scripture, swallowed innate energy, and washed his body; Hun Tiandi wanted to forge his constitution.

"Blood God Body!"

Once the Blood Scripture was perfected, one could condense the Nether Blood Sea and refine eight hundred and forty million Blood God clones.

It was claimed: As long as the blood sea does not dry up, the Blood God does not die.

Hun Tiandi circulated the Blood Scripture, swallowed innate energy, and carefully nourished his physical bones and condensed his flesh and blood.

With a pure constitution, his cultivation speed would be faster after birth.

Time meant nothing in cultivation. Awakened, Hun Tiandi realized in his heart that the time of birth was approaching.

Nearly five months had passed, and Hun Tiandi had completed his cultivation.

Practicing the God Refining Art, his soul realm had reached the middle stage of the Mortal Realm, just one step away from breaking through to perfection.

Normally, only Alchemists above the fourth grade could possess such soul power.

Having lived two lifetimes, his soul power was naturally stronger than others, and combined with the miraculous nature of the God Refining Art, he was able to break through to the middle stage of the Mortal Realm.

An unborn infant possessed soul power comparable to a fourth-grade Alchemist.

It was unimaginable to what realm his soul power had grown.

He had mastered the foundational chapter of the Blood Scripture, absorbed innate energy, and initially condensed the prototype of the Blood God Body.

It could be called: "Innate Body."

On the Fighting Qi Continent, it was not as if there were no special constitutions, such as Xiao Yi Xian with the Calamity Poison Body, Queen Medusa with the Seven-Colored Sky Swallowing Python...

Hun Tiandi's soul and body were perfectly unified, without a single shackle.

If not for the special environment of the womb, it would have cost a great price to achieve this step.

Suddenly, in a small courtyard, a simple and honest middle-aged man was nimbly arranging medicinal herbs, the fragrance of which was refreshing.

A woman eight months pregnant was half-lying on a bamboo chair.

The couple looked to be in their early thirties.