There's still a lingering mystery in the case of Fenix Greenwood Keane: Tu Bo, the Earth Sovereign, had already sealed him. By rights, all his Divine Treasuries should be completely locked down, making cultivation impossible—he shouldn't have been able to open any treasury, let alone become a divine-arts practitioner.
The old Underworld Courier paced back and forth for several rounds, racking his brains. He thought to himself, "His whole life should've been that of an ordinary mortal, at best living to a hundred. So how did he open his Divine Treasuries?"
Tu Bo sealed Quinn's demonic nature and his memories—his divine nature was sealed together as well.
When Tu Bo sealed Quinn's demonic and divine natures, his voice formed the seal on Quinn's Divine Treasuries. This wasn't intentional—it was a spillover effect from sealing both natures at once.
The seal itself wasn't so terrifying, but for Quinn at that time, it meant his path of cultivation was completely cut off.
In other words, Quinn had neither divine nor demonic nature left in his body. All his Divine Treasuries, whether divine or demonic, were sealed—there was simply no way to open them, no possibility of cultivating or growing stronger.
After arriving in the living world, the likeliest outcome for Quinn was to live out his days as a plain mortal, fading quietly into an uneventful life.
Yet Quinn's Divine Treasuries did open—not only that, he cultivated at astonishing speed. By eighteen, he'd already opened the Seven Stars Treasury and even fused the Seven Stars and Six Directions Treasuries into one.
Not only did he cultivate quickly, he even unlocked demonic Divine Treasuries—and his progress in the demonic path was as if blessed by the gods!
That was downright bizarre.
To open the Spirit Embryo Treasury, one can only rely on their own strength—no one else can help; it's entirely up to oneself. Yet his Divine Treasuries were sealed a hundred times tighter than any mortal's. Whenever he tried to break through the Spirit Embryo Wall, Tu Bo's seal would activate, and Tu Bo's Nine-Heavens god-speech would echo in his mind. If he attempted to open the demonic Spirit Embryo Treasury, Tu Bo's Netherworld demon-speech would erupt.
The old Underworld Courier was utterly baffled. He was not all-knowing, nor could he return to that night when Quinn drank the Four Spirit Bloods.
He didn't know that on that night, a limbless elder—reduced to a human cudgel—sat by the bonfire in Oldridge Village, laughing as he said to the fierce villagers, "I think Mu'er has another kind of physique—an Overlord Body that combines the strengths of the Four Great Spirit Bodies!"
That one sentence set a legend in motion, turning the impossible into reality.
The villagers of Oldridge sought out even more Four Spirit Bloods, sparing no expense to let Quinn take them. Quinn pushed himself even harder, forging an unbreakable conviction in his heart.
He was the Overlord Body—the mightiest spirit physique of all!
If he couldn't open his Divine Treasuries, it could only mean he hadn't worked hard enough—he wasn't worthy of the Overlord Body's name!
So Tu Bo's seal grew thinner and thinner. Quinn learned demon-speech and god-speech. In the instant when god-speech, demon-speech, and Buddhist mantras clashed within him, Quinn broke open the Spirit Embryo Treasury!
From that moment on, his future blazed open before him.
Tu Bo's seal remained, and his demonic and divine natures were still locked away. But within that small body surged an even fiercer conviction—one that Tu Bo and the other Netherworld giants could never have foreseen.