40: Martial God

To date, the Starfire Federation still cannot determine the reason for the birth of the Cosmic Gods.

This is also one of the deepest secrets in the vast Star Sea.

Chu Tianyi leaned back in his chair, looking at the overhead view of the Thunder God Tree on the table, his expression relaxed.

Just then.

Outside the conference room, footsteps sounded, and someone pushed the door open.

The person who entered the room was a woman.

She wore a dark blue jacket, had short brown hair, and her eyes were only white, with no pupils visible, making her appear blind.

However, her movements were unimpeded; after entering the room, she walked to the main seat at the conference table, leaned forward, and placed her hands on the table, a voice with a hint of mystery sounding.

"Everyone, thank you for waiting."

As her words fell.

Chu Tianyi's voice sounded.

"Don't be polite, just say it directly."

He swept his gaze over the others present: "Everyone has gathered on Mining Star, and we are competitors."

"What exactly does the Twilight Society want by inviting us here?"

The Twilight Society.

One of the officially registered divine cults of the Starfire Federation.

It worships a very mysterious Cosmic God, the Star-Chasing Eye—Nysera.

"Mr. Chu, don't rush."

The woman smiled slightly, her voice pleasant: "Let me introduce myself, my name is Roland, and I am an Evangelist-level member of the society."

"I have invited everyone here for only one thing."

Her expression was solemn, and she said in a deep voice: "The Twilight Society has no intention of participating in this competition concerning the Star God."

"I am here only because the Corona Sect is interested in the Star God and intends to participate."

"So, the rumors are true."

On the other side of the conference table, a sturdy figure adjusted the beret on his head, his tone showing interest: "There is indeed a conflict between the Corona Sect and the Twilight Society."

"They once offended my Lord."

Roland nodded slightly, not avoiding the topic: "Precisely for this reason, among the young people under the command of everyone present who are participating in this grand event, whoever can successfully ambush the Corona Sect's team will receive a generous gift from the society afterward."

"In addition to that."

"Our dispatched team will also fully assist you in this competition."

"Is that all?"

The sturdy man who spoke earlier raised an eyebrow slightly: "Normal competition is fine, but deliberately targeting them will not be taken lightly by the Corona Sect afterward."

"Besides…"

"Our appearance fee isn't low, you wouldn't want to get something for nothing, would you?"

"Of course not."

Roland straightened up, raised her hands, and clapped softly.

As the sound spread, a servant with a special black cloth covering his eyes walked in.

He held a luxuriously decorated treasure chest in both hands and placed it on the table in front of Roland.

Roland reached out and touched it lightly.

The four sides of the treasure chest simultaneously fell, revealing what was inside.

It was a fist-sized, special crystal with nearly ten million facets at first glance.

Soft light bloomed, reflecting different scenes of destruction within each tiny facet that was imperceptible to the naked eye.

"This is a [Meteorite Core]."

"I think everyone present knows its value."

"Whoever can eliminate the Corona Sect's team will own it!"

"And this is just one of the generous gifts."

"We don't care who ultimately establishes a connection with this newly formed Star God, as long as it's not the Corona Sect!"

As her words fell, a smacking sound was heard.

It was Chu Tianyi.

He looked at Roland, his tone somewhat emotional: "It seems the grudge between the Twilight Society and the Corona Sect is deeper than rumored."

The sound echoed in the room.

...

Base.

Gravity training room.

"Divine Martial Furnace?"

Qin Jin repeated.

"That's right."

Su Chaozong nodded, saying in a deep voice: "The path of Martial Artist is long."

"We cannot, like Spiritual Energy User, immediately possess considerable combat power after awakening our talent."

"Nor can we, like cultists, rely on Cosmic Gods behind us for support."

"Martial Artist can only rely on themselves."

His voice was long, and he looked at Qin Jin, asking: "Qin Jin, do you know the history of Martial Artist development?"

Hearing this, Qin Jin shook his head.

The courses taught at Mining Star School obviously did not include these.

Su Chaozong was not surprised, his tone profound: "Nearly ten thousand years ago, when the Federation set out from the ancestral star to advance into the Star Sea, those who could enter the Innate realm were truly unparalleled prodigies, and Grandmasters were few and far between!"

"It was a succession of martial-minded predecessors who, through their own experiments, fearless of death, explored and pioneered higher levels of evolutionary direction!"

"Martial Dao Fifth Realm, Martial Saint."

"Martial Dao Sixth Realm, Heavenly Being."

"Martial Dao Seventh Realm, Transcendent."

"Martial Dao Eighth Realm, Martial God."

He spoke each word clearly, his voice strong and resounding.

Qin Jin listened intently.

On Mining Star, the information he had access to was limited, and related information was not revealed on the interstellar network; he only knew that the Fourth Realm was the Grandmaster Realm.

He was unaware of the names of higher realms.

And now, the veil of mystery was gradually being lifted for him.

Su Chaozong looked at him.

"The earliest Martial Artist could only rely on themselves, needing to explore their own path forward."

"But we, living in the present, ten thousand years later."

"Besides ourselves, we also have the legacies left by our predecessors, with their help!"

"The Divine Martial Furnace was born precisely because of this."

"Thirteen hundred years ago, the three Martial God predecessors in the Federation at that time acted together, sealing and capturing a star, pulling the celestial body, and using the star as a foundation, they transformed it with supreme power into a supreme furnace located deep in the Star Sea."

"Using a star as a furnace!"

"Then…"

"They engraved a visualization diagram with Divine Intent, thus passing down the Divine Martial Furnace Diagram."

"After that, later generations of Martial Artist could use the Divine Martial Furnace to condense their intent, build a more stable foundation, and save more time."

"The goal of these three Martial God predecessors was only one."

Su Chaozong's voice held reverence: "They hoped that later Martial Artist could lay a more solid foundation, spending less time in the early stages of martial arts, only then would they have a greater chance to climb to higher martial realms!"

"Only then…"

"Will later Martial Artist have the chance to go further."

"They placed the hope of comprehending something beyond Martial God in the future."

Qin Jin exhaled slowly, asking softly.

"So, the current upper limit for Martial Artist is the Eighth Realm, Martial God?"

"That's right."

Su Chaozong nodded.

"Sealing a star, pulling a celestial body, plucking stars and moons, huh."

"Growing step by step from a mortal body, and finally achieving this, the evolution of martial arts is truly magnificent."

The thought flashed through his mind.

Qin Jin suddenly thought of Zhong Yi.

Zhong Yi once spoke of the expectations of Wu Yuan Academy's principal, Mr. Chi Chenzhou.

He was a Martial Artist of the Seventh Realm, and he set up an observation list precisely hoping for the torch to be passed on, allowing young people to create the future.

How similar this was to these three Martial Gods.

Qin Jin looked at Su Teacher: "Su Teacher, how do I obtain the visualization diagram?"

"The base has it ready."

"You can take it directly when you leave today."

"However, do not attempt it before your Mental Index reaches 40 points; visualizing the Divine Martial Furnace also has a threshold."

Qin Jin nodded.

At the front.

Su Chaozong's eyes narrowed, and he suddenly spoke: "Are you ready?"

"Of course…"

Qin Jin's words had not yet fallen.

The figure of this Grandmaster Realm Martial Artist disappeared from his original spot.