Rumble!

With the first roar echoing.

Slav's body began to wither, showing signs of agony, turning into a dry corpse, reduced to ash by his own Heart Image.

And his Heart Image came alive.

The Sixth Tier is the fusion of body and soul, transforming into a super life called Heart Image.

"We succeeded! His body was drained, turning himself into a Heart Image life form!"

"Hahaha, the Sixth Tier, just like that!"

"Next, our goal is the Seventh Tier!"

"Does the Seventh Tier exist?"

"Whether it exists or not, breakthrough first!"

Human history has fully stepped into the era of the Sixth Tier.

But then came the terrifying revelation.

"How do you feel?" someone asked Slav.

"Wah wah!" From within this newly broken through Sixth Tier Heart Image life form came the sound of a crying baby.

"Slav, what's wrong with you? Say something!"

"Wah wah wah." The tender cries of a baby could be heard.

People gradually grew tense.

They held this Heart Image life form in their arms, finding it to be a clueless newborn infant.

Where did Slav go? Is he not this infant?

Why is there only a Sixth Tier Heart Image infant left?

People finally understood the truth:

"When we fuse the tenfold Heart Images and succeed, we will be drained, and a Sixth Tier life called Heart Image will be born!"

"So, breaking through the Sixth Tier means we die?"

"Yes! We are like Fifth Tier mothers at the end of their lives, giving birth to an ignorant Sixth Tier child, then passing away."

"How could there be such a bizarre thing in this world, breaking through to the Sixth Tier means dying, giving birth to a child."

When the news spread, the world was in uproar.

Countless people found it troubling.

"This is outrageous." Some could not accept it.

"No, the essence of cultivation is life evolution, and such occurrences are common throughout the history of life evolution."

"Evolution is not something a single generation can accomplish."

"Evolution is the fruit of countless lives striving forward."

"Just like how a gorilla mother cannot evolve into a human, but the child she gives birth to might."

"This is the choice of evolution!"

"Reproduction is the optimal choice of a race, it's the bridge of evolution."

"The gap between Fifth and Sixth Tier is too vast, akin to the gap between gorilla mothers and humans, only by giving birth to humans can they complete this class transformation."

This explanation seems quite reasonable.

It even aligns with the evolutionary theory of life history.

Cultivation, in essence, is a form of evolution.

And evolution might be realized in the next generation.

The essence of the Fifth Tier is:

The Fifth Tier has already reached its limit in self-evolution, and can only give birth to a Sixth Tier super life of the next generation.

But...

No one can accept it.

Although everyone says children are the future of a race, who would willingly sacrifice themselves as a parent to give birth to this child?

"Hahahaha, the Sixth Tier, turned out to be a scam!"

"This is madness, madness. We've pursued this for so long, only to end up with such an absurd conclusion!"

Everyone knew.

The individual limit of normal life can only reach Fifth Tier Perfection, unable to ever break through to the Sixth Tier in their lifetime.

Liu Jun heard of the external developments and couldn't help but frown:

"The path to the Sixth Tier has indeed become clear, but this Sixth Tier..."

"It's so peculiar."

"Yet, it's also reasonable."

This forcibly fused Sixth Tier of his, in a sense, is actually a good thing?

After all, once he breaks through to the Sixth Tier, he will be gone!

His entire being, blood, and soul will be drained to breed a Heart Image life's infant.

As for taking over his own child?

That's impossible!

The Heart Image is the perfect fusion of soul and body.

Your soul and body have both been drained by the fertilized Heart Image, without a soul even, how can you take over your own child?

"Almost unsolvable, it seems."

Liu Jun found it bizarre.

The Sixth Tier was far weirder than he imagined.

At that moment, a voice came from outside: "God, we implore Your presence!"

"Enter."

A group of contemporary powerhouses entered, presenting a request:

"Please God, conduct an experiment for us. We want to see if we can retain our consciousness while breaking through to the Sixth Tier!"

God: "As you wish."

A Fifth Tier Perfection volunteer stepped forth to begin breaking through to the Sixth Tier.

Then God spoke:

"I shall let your consciousness remain in your soul to seize the Sixth Tier Heart Image life form you nurture!"

As soon as the words were spoken.

A voice emanated from within this Fifth Tier:

"If it's Your will, I must obey."

"But I can't do it."

"Only the perfect fusion of soul and body can birth the Heart Image."

Boom!

This Fifth Tier powerhouse exploded on the spot, dying as the path vanished.

God's [Divine Word] left a part of his soul behind, with ten Heart Images ineffectively fused, leading to a failed breakthrough to the Sixth Tier and his demise.

"Even God can't do it?"

"No, God can only make what is reasonable come true, can't make the unreasonable happen!"

On this day, no one chose to break through to the Sixth Tier anymore.

In this era, with brilliant minds everywhere, they chose to stop in their tracks.

After two era powerhouses died consecutively, they feared.

"We'll watch quietly for now."

"Yes, let's see what happens with that Sixth Tier baby in the future."

...

Year 3298 of the Butterfly Race.

People began to nurture this Heart Image infant born at the Sixth Tier.

He had no distinction between soul and body, forming a seamless whole, a unified Sacred Body life form with unimaginable power.

The infant was very lonely.

Wah wah wah~

He gazed at a group of primordial life forms akin to primitive protozoa caring for him in the house, suddenly feeling the world was very boring.

Yes, the world was really boring.

From birth, his cries were enough to send those possessing souls into brain death.

At three months old, he began to dream.

After his first pleasant dream, upon opening his eyes, the entire city was reduced to ruins by the mental storm his dreaming emitted.

Countless servants caring for him turned to ash in fear.

"They are so fragile."

The world turned into a nightmare when he woke from his pleasant dream, bringing him immense childhood psychological shadow.

His breath could warp the air.

His eyes could emit rays, igniting the infernal soil on the moon.

"I am mute."

He even dared not speak to them.

Because as an infant, he couldn't control his power; a mere breath from him could kill them.

Weak, too weak.

He was born knowing how to use consciousness waves to communicate, yet his consciousness was too terrifying for most powerhouses to withstand.

And so, unable to even transmit thoughts, he became an actual mute infant.

"I am mute."

"I am mute."

Unable to communicate, unable to speak, he grew increasingly silent and lonely, his childhood filled with grayness, his mind slowly warping during this period.

At the age of ten.

As his age grew, he gradually gained control over his body's anomalies, again becoming a normal human.

Under the frightened eyes of the maid, he finally spoke his first fluent words:

"You all are so weak."

In the nursery, the child carefully held a string with his fingers playing with blocks said.

"Adult, adult, he can speak! He's finally speaking at ten years old!"

By then, he had controlled the power of a Sixth Tier powerhouse, even if he could only command one percent of its strength.

And in that moment.

He realized that those so-called supreme Fifth Tier Perfections could be easily crushed by him, a ten-year-old child.

Having grasped a portion of his power, he finally had a tangible sense of the world's strength and weakness.

"The world's strongest, the so-called Fifth Tier powerhouses, are no different from protozoa."

"I wonder, the Fifth Tier's God, the Longevity Divine Spirit, what level are they at?"

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