"But this time, after being summoned, I secretly continued my research and discovered that even after a hundred years, the genes of the royal family remained basically the same, as if they were cloned. Quite magical, isn't it?"

"And even more miraculous is that my host had a peculiar kind of contamination, and this contamination on the soul would distort my host, and after a while, the genes would become exactly like those of the royal family!"

"On the first day, his genes were entirely different from those of the second day, quite miraculous, isn't it?" the Mad Viscount continued.

The Golden Emperor was taken aback, suddenly realizing a possibility.

During his participation in the Great Expedition, the opposing side suddenly experienced a strange internal conflict. Initially, his side was on the verge of collapse, but the enemy fell for a countermeasure, which triggered a civil war, allowing them to seize the opportunity and completely annihilate the enemy, leading to their victory.

Although there were many conflicts on his own side at that time, as a mediator, he merely unified all forces into a single unit.

But now, the Mad Viscount was saying that his host had been contaminated and distorted, to the point where even his genes had fundamentally changed.

"Could it be..."

"Yes, exactly this 'could it be,' as if all of us are fake, manufactured rather than birthed, with an invisible hand overshadowing us. I don't know how much of my research is right or wrong, but it's peculiar, it's unscientific..." he said with a smile,

"Every 100 years, another Great Expedition, and if the same race wins too many times, contamination occurs."

"The more victories, the more severe the contamination."

"After being contaminated, as you've seen, besides genetic changes, their personalities become arrogant and domineering, as if they've become a completely different person."

"And there's a distortion in reproduction, we are not naturally born, but seemingly manufactured..."

"So I wish to find the answer, whether my research is wrong or whether these 'anomalies' can uncover the true nature of this world," the Mad Viscount went on, looking again at the man,

"I feel this secret might be hidden within the Great Expedition."

...

In the depths of this battlefield, a long-buried place covered in volcanic ash is where these ruins reside.

Xue Dili was the first to delve inside, immediately spotting the bones.

Xue Dili wanted to uncover information about the mastermind behind this world, as well as the clans of the Ninth Apostle.

Subsequently, as he sifted through the bones, Cursed Blood stripped information from each skeleton, and Xue Dili furrowed his brow.

Why are these bones so genetically similar to Lana's?

Xue Dili's biological knowledge came entirely from his parallel world's counterpart, but even with just this knowledge, he sensed the anomaly.

"Could these be the bones of Lana's ancestors? It shouldn't be, Lana's ancestors did earn their titles through the Great Expedition, but they should have returned home successfully and established their family line. Could it be..." Xue Dili pondered incessantly over these bones, then furrowed his brows.

Notably, he held up a skull; there were three skulls here, along with various scattered bones, suggesting at least four individuals must have died here.

Yet these bones almost seemed as if they belonged to the same person.

And all the genes were strikingly similar to Lana's.

This is indeed peculiar...

In this world, Xue Dili had only used Cursed Blood to treat Lana, preserving only her genetic sample, with others, it was all about combat.

However, this was exceptionally extraordinary.

If the little beggar who summoned Xue Dili at the time had been treated with Cursed Blood, he might have discovered a striking genetic similarity between the beggar and Lana.

Xue Dili began collecting bones and, in doing so, unearthed weapons buried beneath the volcanic ash, along with several damaged mysticism tools.

Upon further excavation, they discovered inscriptions on a stone.

This revelation excited Xue Dili — he had indeed found something.

He had come to the depths of this Land of Judgment hoping to discover relics or information from the Great Expedition; he believed some of the Heroic Spirits or ancestors might realize the problem.

Preferably, information left by those who had witnessed the clans of the Ninth Apostle.

Immediately, he began carefully excavating what appeared to be inscribed relics, with the inscriptions covered by a skeleton, seemingly using its body to protect the messages it left behind.

"Brothers... Demon Race... and us..." he murmured as he uncovered inscriptions, reading the fragmented text.

But much of it was still buried beneath volcanic ash, obscuring the view.

Volcanic ash is pervasive; even inscriptions on stone can be veiled.

His body hadn't managed to prevent the disappearance of these inscriptions; instead, beneath the rust-stained Greatsword, a part of the original record remained.

Xue Dili cautiously dug through the remnants, slowly scraping away the stone formed by volcanic ash to reveal what lay beneath.

"We and the Demon Race are blood brothers..." Xue Dili recited the words.

Looking at the bones around him, he suddenly conceived a profoundly horrifying speculation.