Spirit of the Demon Sword:
"The Lord God has appeared! ⊙▽⊙..."
Ninja Scientist:
"I greet the Lord God with all my heart…"
Second Li:
"Greetings, my Lord! I'm already preparing to cleanse the heretics. Soon, temples dedicated to you will bloom across the land!"
For Peace:
"My Lord God, may I ask… would an altar built from pure gold be acceptable?"
God of Eternity:
"Sincerity is spirit. If your heart is true, even an altar made from clay will reach me."
Upon seeing this reply, everyone in the chat group felt their hearts lighten, their faith growing even deeper.
God of Eternity:
"I love all beings. You are my people. As long as you are willing to spread my doctrine, no matter where you are, you are my followers.
In recent days, I have developed divine arts. Based on your contributions, you may now learn them.
And remember—it is not an exaggeration when I say you can one day grasp the stars themselves.
Work hard, and it will be reality."
Spirit of the Demon Sword:
"I'm so excited I want to perform a sacrifice immediately! But... ever since my meditation, although I've grown stronger, I'm still imprisoned inside the Demon Lock Tower. I have no materials to use."
Pirate King of the Caribbean:
"Little sister, you can use stones! You're a magic sword spirit—build your altar with heart, and it will surely succeed."
Spirit of the Demon Sword:
"Hmm... I'll try."
Meanwhile, in the world of Immortal Sword...
Inside the sealed Demon Lock Tower, Solanum sat curled in the corner, sighing heavily.
Despite what she had claimed in the chat group… she had not truly meditated at all.
It was Hong Kui—the half-demonic spirit fused within her—who had done so.
At this very moment, the entire floor of imprisoned demons had been slaughtered by Hong Kui, venting her anger and resentment in a blood-soaked frenzy.
A flash of crimson light sparked in the dim tower.
Hong Kui reappeared, her presence thick with killing intent.
She glanced at Solanum disdainfully and sneered,
"Still refusing to hand over the sacrifice technique?"
Though Hong Kui's strength had soared after meditation, the suppression field of the Demon Lock Tower was too strong—even she couldn't break through it.
Several times she had nearly escaped… only to be forced back by the sword immortals of Shushan guarding the tower from outside.
Each time, her hatred only grew.
Her young, beautiful face was now stained with cold malice.
Facing her, Solanum shrank back even tighter, huddled into a trembling ball, too terrified to even lift her head.
Hong Kui's expression twisted into frustration.
"You keep talking about finding your brother. But if you don't escape this tower, you'll never see him again!
Hand over the sacrifice technique already!"
Solanum gritted her teeth, her voice trembling but firm:
"If I give it to you… the world will fall into chaos.
Even if it means never seeing my brother again, I won't help destroy the world!"
Hong Kui's crimson eyes burned with fury.
"Stupid pig brain! If I could enter the chat group myself, do you think I'd lower myself to beg you like this?!"
The two clashed again—words like blades, cutting deep.
This wasn't the first time.
Nor would it be the last.
But no matter how many times they argued, no matter how much pressure Hong Kui applied…
The kind-hearted Solanum refused to yield.
In the Ten Thousand Worlds Chat Group , a new message from the heavens appeared.
The God of Eternity had uploaded a detailed chart:
[One-Star Divine Arts]: Fireball, Fire Escape...
[Two-Star Divine Arts]: Sword Manifestation, Curse Weaving...
[Three-Star Divine Arts]: Space Shock...
...
[Nine-Star Divine Arts]: Resurrection of the Dead, Time Reversal, Space Fusion...
The group exploded instantly.
Second Li:
"Sword Manifestation is only two-star magic?! And there's even Resurrection of the Dead at Nine Stars?! My God..."
Ninja Scientist:
"My Lord God, how can we learn these divine techniques? Are there any restrictions?"
Pirate King of the Caribbean:
"Same question here…"
Spirit of the Demon Sword:
"Can the dead really be resurrected...?"
Despite being locked in the Demon Lock Tower, the Spirit of the Demon Sword—Solanum—remained attentive to the chat.
The mention of resurrection struck her heart deeply.
Her mind immediately flew to memories of her lost parents—the king and queen.
Could they truly… be brought back?
If that was possible, then maybe, just maybe...
A reply came swiftly from Lucian Carter.
God of Eternity:
"Learning divine arts is based on Contribution Value.
As my followers, you are all eligible to start with One-Star Divine Arts.
Contribution Value is earned by cultivating believers, spreading the faith, and making offerings.
Currently, only Orochimaru and Li Shimin are Two-Star Believers."
Ninja Scientist (Orochimaru):
"I see… My Lord, how do we begin learning?"
God of Eternity:
"Enter meditation.
When you do, new knowledge will appear within your spirit.
Choose the divine arts you wish to master."
Inside the Naruto World...
As soon as he received the instructions, Orochimaru—who was traveling at the time—stopped immediately and closed his eyes, entering a deep meditation.
The moment he submerged his consciousness, a brand-new world unfolded before him.
Rows of spells shimmered like bubbles, waiting to be picked.
Among the One-Star Divine Arts, choices like Fireball and Water Escape floated at his fingertips.
From the Two-Star Arts, there were stronger techniques like Tornado Creation.
He hovered over one.
[Fireball]:
Manipulate the element of fire with your mind to launch a sphere of concentrated flame.
Orochimaru frowned slightly when he opened his eyes.
"It sounds simple... Just a basic fireball?"
Still, he decided to test it immediately.
Conveniently, a large mountain stood ahead.
A perfect target.
He formed the divine seal pattern mentally and willed the fireball into existence.
A basin-sized sphere of pure fire materialized—
and launched.
Boom!
The explosion rocked the entire landscape.
Before Orochimaru's astonished gaze, the entire hundred-meter-high mountain vaporized into mist—vanishing as if it had never existed.
Ash and black smoke billowed into the sky.
Nearby, Sasuke Uchiha—who had been following Orochimaru—watched the disaster unfold with wide, twitching eyes.
"Orochimaru-sama... were you experimenting with new ninjutsu?"
Orochimaru snapped out of his daze, then chuckled bitterly.
"No… This isn't ninjutsu.
It's a divine technique—one of the basic arts just granted to me by my God."
He looked at his hand, the power still burning through his veins.
Good heavens... if this is just Fireball...
What kind of monsters would Nine-Star Magic create?
A chill of excitement—and fear—ran down Orochimaru's spine.