185: Chapter 185 A Billion Elite Soldiers!

The familiar System Space, the familiar two black turntables.

Su Mo returned once again to where everything began.

“The Power of Salvation from those Arhats is almost comparable to Memetic Contamination!”

Recalling the omnipresent will from just now, he felt lingering fear. If it weren't for the System keeping him slightly conscious, even self-detonation would have been a luxury.

That kind of power was overwhelmingly superior to him, a power that no Power of Laws could withstand.

“This is tough to deal with...”

Thinking this, Su Mo opened his Personal Panel.

[Host: Su Mo]

[Race: Human (Soul State)]

[Rank: None]

[Skill: Infinite White Porridge (Never Expires) (Stabilized), Infinite Radiance (Stabilizable)]

[Talent: Myriad Races Furnace (Stabilized), Quantum Analysis (Stabilizable)]

[Stabilization Chance: 1 (Please use before Reincarnation, otherwise it will dissipate automatically)]

With a shift of his thoughts, Su Mo confirmed the choice he had already made in his heart.

“System, stabilize [Quantum Analysis].”

[Ding! Stabilization successful]

[Talent: Quantum Analysis (Stabilized), will not disappear upon Reincarnation]

Su Mo nodded slightly.

The Skill [Infinite Radiance] is merely icing on the cake now; it's not very important.

He had already comprehended more than half of the Light Law, and the remaining portion was just a matter of time.

Even without [Infinite Radiance], he could absorb external light particles to continue his cultivation.

As for the Talent [Quantum Analysis], it not only enhances his Comprehension Ability and combat capability but can also quickly help him comprehend Laws.

This is an extremely useful ability in the Late Stage.

Comparing the two, stabilizing [Quantum Analysis] is undoubtedly the optimal solution.

Having made his selection, Su Mo reached out and tapped the two turntables before him.

If he couldn't draw suitable Skills and Talents, he was prepared to commit suicide immediately upon birth to draw a few more times.

In the space of a breath, the first turntable slowly stopped, and a black stream of light merged into Su Mo's forehead.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, on obtaining Skill: Be My Son!]

[Skill: Be My Son!]

[Effect: Enlighten any Living Object that touches the body, transforming it into one's Incarnation. The Incarnation is considered a part of oneself, inheriting half of one's strength, and can cultivate on its own. (If facing an Instant-Death Attack, one Incarnation can be consumed to substitute for death)]

[CD: None]

[Note: Next, what you will face is—my Billion Elite Soldiers!]

Seeing this Skill, Su Mo couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

Powerful! Too powerful!

As long as he has Incarnations, he is immortal!

But... isn't the description of this thing too wicked?!

He had heard of the technique of 'Sowing Beans to Create Soldiers,' but this... the scene is too beautiful to imagine.

Su Mo forcefully suppressed a gasp. As long as it's a Living Object, that means even ants can be used... The second turntable also stopped, and another black stream of light entered his mind.

[Ding! Congratulations, host, on obtaining Talent: Family Property Reclamation]

[Talent: Family Property Reclamation]

[Effect: Reclaim, at will, items that were given away, lost, stolen, or even already used. (Lost cultivation, essence blood, Spiritual Power...)]

[Note: What is mine is mine, even if I throw it away, it is still mine!]

Seeing this Talent, Su Mo was stunned for a moment, then a smile curled his lips.

This Talent is simply a Divine Skill!

This means that he can explode his power recklessly in the future, even damaging his essence blood, and then reclaim it afterward.

In combat, he will have infinite Mana.

Suddenly, a bold idea flashed through his mind.

Could he directly reclaim the Incarnations created through Enlightenment?!

Incarnations are considered a part of himself, and since they inherit half of his strength upon Enlightenment, that strength also belongs to him.

Once this thought emerged, it could no longer be restrained.

If this idea holds true, the combination of this Skill and Talent will produce a qualitative change.

“Perfect...”

Su Mo couldn't help but sigh in admiration.

He no longer hesitated and plunged directly into the deep vortex before him... Eastern Region, Great Yan Kingdom, Mai City.

Inside a magnificent temple, thousands of commoners, dressed in rags, sallow and emaciated, so thin that only their bones were visible, knelt prostrate inside and outside the grand hall like livestock.

Their bodies trembled, their foreheads pressed tightly against the ground, and occasionally one of them would look up toward the interior of the hall, seemingly anticipating something.

“Waa waa waa...”

The sound of a newborn baby clearly emerged from the depths of the grand hall, crisp and loud, completely out of place with the deathly silent atmosphere.

The instant they heard this sound, all the commoners simultaneously raised their heads, staring intently into the hall, their throats bobbing.

Immediately following, there was another cry of a newborn baby... As time slowly passed, nine infants had already been born.

With the birth of every infant, the desire in the eyes of the commoners below intensified—a hunger that was almost instinctive... Su Mo did not open his eyes in the amniotic fluid, but he heard the commotion outside clearly.

Nine consecutive cries of infants made him feel puzzled.

Could it be a clinic specializing in delivering babies for pregnant women outside?

Immediately afterward, he felt a chill on his body, as if he had been directly pulled out of the warm amniotic fluid.

A blast of cold air made him shiver.

Su Mo struggled to open his eyes into a slit, and the scene that greeted him made his pupils contract instantly.

His birthplace was not a pregnant woman's belly, but a Fleshy Egg, similar to a snake egg but more translucent.

At this moment, the Fleshy Egg had been sliced open, and red and yellow mixed fluid was constantly flowing out of it.

Around him, there were actually nine other Fleshy Eggs that had also been sliced open, and nine plump Monks were holding nine newborn infants.

The scene was quite bizarre.

Just as the hand of the Monk holding him was about to fall, Su Mo symbolically cried out twice, stopping the Monk's movement.

Ten Monks, holding infants, approached a gaunt Old Monk expressionlessly.

The Old Monk's gaze swept over the ten infants. There was not a trace of pity for life in his eyes, only endless indifference.

“The ten Blood-Flesh Nectar granted by the Holy Spirit Buddha Mother have been born. Begin.”

After speaking, the Old Monk led the ten Monks forward.

After a few steps, the group arrived at the center of the grand hall.

What was displayed in this grand hall was not a Buddha statue, but a ten-armed statue of a deity with a snake head and a human body.

In front of the statue lay a large cauldron. The water inside the cauldron was boiling, the surface was turbid, and it emitted a foul, fishy odor.

The Old Monk stopped, turned around, and looked at the thousands of commoners before him with cloudy eyes.

“The time has come. Give thanks for the Buddha Mother's grace!”

As his voice fell, thousands of commoners stiffly began kowtowing toward the snake-headed deity statue, chanting incantations under their breath.

Su Mo's eyes narrowed.

He saw extremely thin threads above the heads of these commoners, threads that were almost integrated with the air, drawing faint Blood Qi and Soul Power from their bodies.