On the cold ground, the Bald Strong Man and the Dwarf Man felt their hearts churn.
A true God!
Facing a God directly, oh my God!
Even within their previous organization, only a select few legendary core members were privileged enough to hear the Buddha Mother's whispers.
But in this organization, named the Corpse Immortal Path, an peripheral member who had only recently joined could actually participate in a... God-led meeting?!
The immense shock left their minds blank.
Such incredible fortune!
Thankfully, they chose to surrender.
Compared to the True Lord's power and status, the so-called Great Black Buddha Mother was like a firefly to the bright moon, not even on the same dimension.
Within the crimson eyeball, the red light gradually receded.
The oppressive aura that enveloped the four of them dissipated rapidly, like a receding tide.
They gasped for breath, their foreheads covered in fine sweat.
"You... did very well."
From the main seat of stars, the Primordial Spirit slowly spoke.
The voice was not transmitted through the air, but rather, like a vast heavenly sound, it boomed directly within their Souls.
"What do you desire?"
The vast and magnificent voice resonated once more.
The Flower-Faced Man was filled with excitement: "True Lord, this humble one desires power, stronger power! Power that can better clear obstacles for you."
Qu Huaiwei looked up, her eyes incredibly complex.
"My request, True Lord and the Emissary must already know it," her voice was not loud, yet it was crystal clear.
"Your requests, I know them."
As the divine-like voice fell, the Flower-Faced Man's body trembled.
He clearly felt a detached yet immensely grand will penetrate space and settle upon him.
Indeed, a magnificent thought exploded in his mind:
"My Divine Power cannot be borne by a Mortal body. Can you accept a transformation, becoming a non-human form?"
"Non-human form?"
The Flower-Faced Man was stunned for a moment.
A moment later, his eyes erupted with ecstasy and determination.
"Yes! True Lord, as long as I can gain power, let alone a non-human form, even if I become a monster, this humble one is willing."
"Good."
The Primordial Spirit's will responded indifferently.
As soon as the word 'Good' fell!
"Uh..."
"Ah!"
The ecstasy on the Flower-Faced Man's face vanished, replaced by an unbelievable pain.
He suddenly sprang from his seat, his face contorted in agony, his eyeballs bulging and bloodshot.
But this was only the beginning.
The next second, he fell heavily to the ground, his body convulsing wildly, a shrill, inhuman wail escaping from deep within his throat.
"What's happening?"
Qu Huaiwei, the Bald Strong Man, and the Dwarf Man all retreated in alarm at this terrifying sight.
The Flower-Faced Man was convulsing, and his body was also deforming.
On both sides of his originally normal waist, his skin and muscles were forcibly torn apart.
Accompanied by the friction of growing bones, with a 'crack', four thick arms grew out.
Even stranger was...
On his shoulders, his skin bulged high.
"Puff!"
The skin suddenly broke open.
A head, only the size of an adult's fist with blurred features, emerged from his shoulder.
At the same time, his physique was rapidly expanding.
In the blink of an eye, a new Flower-Faced Man appeared, nearly two meters tall, with six arms at his waist and a head growing from his shoulder.
The Flower-Faced Man seemed somewhat bewildered.
He looked at his unusually thick arms and slowly rose from the ground.
Six arms? And a head on his shoulder!
"This is my body?" The Flower-Faced Man was incredulous. "No, has my mental form also changed?"
"No."
Xuan Hao, sitting at the last seat, spoke.
His voice was calm as he explained:
"The True Lord's Divine Power transformation targets your physical flesh and blood body in reality. This image in the spiritual Domain is a materialized projection."
"Thank you, True Lord, for the grace of recreation!"
The Flower-Faced Man knelt on the ground, his six clumsy arms prostrate in a bow.
Fear dissipated, replaced by an endless sense of power and a sincere reverence for the True Lord!
Xuan Hao looked at him and further explained:
"Your current form is called a Dharma Aspect... state. The six arms possess infinite strength, and as for the secondary head on your shoulder, you must have felt its special qualities, haven't you?"
The Flower-Faced Man heard this and looked at the small head.
A faint glow lit up in the small head's hollow eyes.
"I feel it."
The Flower-Faced Man's voice was filled with shock and ecstasy.
"I can use this head to see inside my body, to see the flow of Qi and blood, the fluctuations of power, and even everything around me."
"It's as if I have an independent, 360-degree rotating sensory organ outside my body?"
....
"This is the power of Divine Sense."
Xuan Hao said calmly: "This secondary head was born from the True Lord's Divine Power, possessing the power of insight. It can perceive everything around you. In combat, it's like having an extra pair of eyes that aren't limited by blind spots."
He paused, then continued:
"Although the Dharma Aspect state cannot significantly increase combat power, it can stimulate potential, granting a stronger body and faster Cultivation speed."
"Thank you, Emissary, for clarifying!"
"Thank you, True Lord, for your grace!!"
The Flower-Faced Man was so excited that his voice trembled.
He clenched his fists, power surging into his muscles.
"I can feel it!"
The Flower-Faced Man grinned widely, "My current strength is probably at O3-Level. If I activate this Six-Armed Dharma Aspect, I can temporarily rival A-Level strength."
"I have absolute confidence that in at most half a year, I will definitely reach a true A-Level."
Promote to A-Level in half a year?!
The Bald Strong Man and the Dwarf Man exchanged glances.
In each other's eyes, they saw unbelievable shock.
And also intense envy.
Because they knew the Flower-Faced Man's background better than anyone.
Under the Buddha Mother, this guy was barely O-Level, good at reconnaissance and escaping, a minion whose status was far below theirs.
But the current situation...
Normally O3-Level, with a power burst, he could reach the threshold of A-Level!
He also gained the Dharma Aspect state, and his potential instantly surpassed theirs. Potential and upper limit are the most important factors for a Martial Artist, while combat power is secondary.
How was this a blessing?
This was simply... a recreation that allowed him to ascend to heaven in one step!
The Bald Strong Man's eyes flickered.
An A-level martial artist, this was the Realm he had struggled for years to reach.
Now, this insignificant minion, by virtue of the "True Lord's grace," easily touched the threshold.
This feeling was complex and hard to describe.
The True Lord's great power far surpassed that of the Great Black Buddha Mother.
Xuan Hao's gaze swept past the Flower-Faced Man and landed on Qu Huaiwei.
Qu Huaiwei straightened her back.
"As for you..."
Xuan Hao's voice was still calm, "Your desires will be fulfilled when the True Lord's great power truly revives."
Qu Huaiwei pursed her lips, the light in her eyes growing brighter.
Xuan Hao raised his right hand, palm facing upwards.
In his palm, a severed hand quickly materialized.
The fingers separated on their own like living things, floating above his palm!
Xuan Hao looked at Qu Huaiwei: "I have already placed this ancient relic by your side. It can sense the True Lord's other great powers."
"Your mission is to retrieve ancient relics that bear the True Lord's aura."
With that, Xuan Hao merged into the bloody mist and disappeared from his seat at the end.
"Farewell, Emissary!"
The Flower-Faced Man was the first to bow, his voice loud.
As Xuan Hao left, the suffocating atmosphere in the room also eased.
Qu Huaiwei straightened up, her gaze falling on the Bald Strong Man:
"Can you contact the high-ranking members of the Buddha Mother's organization?"
"You mean..." The Bald Strong Man understood Qu Huaiwei's intention: "You want me to turn those people?"
"Yes." Qu Huaiwei nodded.
The Flower-Faced Man twisted his massive body, and the small head on his shoulder also turned, blinking at the Bald Strong Man:
"Sister Xuan Miao, I'm not being nosy, but..."
"If you recruit people so directly, aren't you afraid someone might be an undercover agent? Pretending to defect, only to stab us in the back at a critical moment?"
The Bald Strong Man's face twitched upon hearing this.
"Yes, sister, aren't you afraid?" The Bald Strong Man showed a half-smile.
"Afraid of what?"
Qu Huaiwei's expression was calm.
"In the True Lord's eyes, all beings are ants. The True Lord doesn't need to care about the loyalty of ants, nor will he care about the petty schemes between ants."
Her gaze swept over the two Bald Strongmen, and she continued:
"The True Lord's great power is reviving!"
"You've seen the power after fusing with this ancient relic; even the Great Black Buddha Mother was awed by the True Lord's might and dared not linger for a moment."
"Those with even a little bit of sense, who they should pledge allegiance to, and which side they should stand on, surely... isn't it clear?"
"You're right." The Bald Strong Man nodded.
In the face of absolute power, calculations, loyalty... all become meaningless.