C1370 It Was like a Miracle
A small world had traversed the vastness of space in an instant, arriving on the opposite side of the starry sky. What a miraculous feat that was!
Countless eyes were drawn away from the fierce clash between the Abyssal Leviathan and the Dire Bear, their attention captivated by the star perched above the River of Swords.
In the dark expanse of space, the star, shaped like a goose egg and bathed in ice-blue, exuded an extraordinary presence.
With no walls to obstruct the view, the snowy peaks and deep seas on the star were strikingly clear, commanding the focus of all onlookers.
Yu Yuan's silhouette and the Dragon Slaying Stage he wielded also came into view for everyone to see.
Beneath the star, the expansive and lengthy River of Swords, some parts distinct and others interwoven, carried the colorful sword light, each ripple revealing layers of profound sword's will.
The star, resting atop the multitude of River of Swords, seemed perfectly in harmony with its surroundings.
It was as though it had always belonged there, suspended above the River of Swords for millennia.
It was meant to be there!
Yet, witnessing the star's instantaneous voyage across the void to hover above the River of Swords left everyone in awe.
What kind of power could transport a world to another celestial realm?
A wave of immense curiosity flooded the minds of the onlookers.
Boom!
Inside the Dragon Slaying Stage, Yu Yuan's Lunar Spirit jolted. He observed the ice-blue star that had shifted to this location and then gazed upon his physical form seated at the summit of the snowy mountain.
The Dragon Slaying Stage plummeted, and the Lunar Spirit shot out, escaping into the Mindscape.
The colossal Dragon Slaying Stage remained suspended above his head, as he was in the midst of a breakthrough, casting a soft white glow that gently enveloped his transforming body.
The world before him had shifted in an instant...
His multitasking mind immediately turned to Zekrica.
According to the fiend Qiyan, Zekrica was initially located in the Annihilation Nebula.
Then, at a certain moment, it had abruptly entered Kuvrepros, stepping into the domain of the Starborn.
Recently, following the return of the "Titanblade," when the Shura and the Starborn sought to examine it closely, Zekrica vanished once again.
This time, it was the Frozen Wastes that had undergone a swift teleportation, albeit within the confines of the Glimmerdrift Nebula.
Compared to Zekrica, the journey from the Annihilation Nebula to Kuvrepros still fell short.
Yet, the instantaneous teleportation was indeed accomplished.
Yu Yuan couldn't help but speculate about the origin of the power that had shifted the Frozen Wastes.
"It wasn't the Dragon Slaying Stage! The Dragon Slaying Stage exerted no force at all!"
He immediately dismissed the Dragon Slaying Stage, where his Lunar Spirit had resided, as he had detected no anomalies in the dragon's breath there.
What other force could have created such a spectacle, if not the Dragon Slaying Stage?
The Dragon Slaying Stage above cast its light over the entire realm, and though he scrutinized the neighboring stars in secret, he discovered nothing amiss.
"How peculiar..."
He gently shook his head, his dominant soul continuously operating the Nine Glories Wheel.
Within his little world of vitality, he observed a body with translucent skin, its interior a network of bloodline chains, slowly rising from a horizontal position to sit upright—resembling his real body.
At first glance, the body seemed sculpted from a single piece of red jade, with red clouds at the brain, indicative of tangible Soul Power.
Inside, instead of organs, there were translucent red bones radiating a mystical glow.
The numerous bloodline chains that crisscrossed the body were etched with a myriad of blood magic, both potent and subtle.
Coursing through the body, deep within the bloodline, was the essence of vital energy, rich with the breath of life.
Several bloodline chains reached toward the brain, taking root among the red clouds of Soul Power, seemingly ready to energize the Soul Power in an instant.
The strange Soul Power within the red clouds could also be triggered, merging soul and blood to forge various theurgies.
The novel Solar Spirit Body sat suspended in the Mindscape, slowly revolving.
The transformed Solar Spirit shed many tiny crystal fragments and obsolete, charred bloodline chains.
The discarded, whether crystals or bloodline chains, plummeted into the Golden Sanctum's little world.
There, they were swiftly consumed by a fierce inferno, undergoing their final melting and purification.
"It's like a second, stronger, and more powerful heart—the wellspring of endless vital energy!"
Yu Yuan could feel the overwhelming vital energy emanating from the Solar Spirit Body as it sat upright. It seemed that while the Solar Spirit was still within his little world of vitality, it had become like a second heart to him.
The vital energy that surged forth and the boundless strength it contained were astonishing to him.
"Hmm?"
He uttered softly, his gaze falling upon the Divine Sword's sheath resting on his knees.
A sword's will, exceedingly covert and deeply buried, emanated from the deep sea, now frozen over by ice in front of the snowy peak.
This icy deep sea was the very place where the snow bear had repeatedly plummeted.
A "Wintermaw" was situated at the ocean's floor, connecting to the vast Frozen Hellscape and perpetually channeling the ice energy of the Glimmerdrift Nebula to the Everlands.
Before its obstruction, the Sword of Gaia, with Gu Xingkui's sword spirit, seemed to stand an eternal vigil.
"Could it be that Gu Xingkui and the Sword Sect's leader have sensed something amiss with the Glimmerdrift Nebula and are preparing to send their swords once more? The Wintermaw's entrance is blocked. They wouldn't attempt to force it open, would they? A forced opening could cause the Wintermaw to shatter and be utterly destroyed!"
Yu Yuan's face was grave as he perceived the looming threat, scrutinizing the situation with great care.
Moments later, his expression turned to one of intrigue.
He quickly realized that it wasn't Gu Xingkui and the Sword Sect Master who were trying to use the force of their primordial spirits to unblock the Wintermaw. Instead...
A flash of excited brilliance sparked in his eyes!
Crack!
The razor-sharp fins on the back of the Abyssal Leviathan, in its colossal fish form, tore through the Dire Bear's chest cavity, shattering many of its silvery bones and causing its blood to scatter across the stars.
The Dire Bear's agonized roar was a poignant sound, its massive arms attempting to encircle the Abyssal Leviathan.
The Abyssal Leviathan spun rapidly, its belly and tail fins acting like countless razor-sharp blades, leaving a series of deep, bloody gashes on the Dire Bear.
The Dire Bear's blood splattered across the starry sky like a deluge.
It howled in anguish and roared in fury, yet it was powerless to prevent the Abyssal Leviathan's escape.
Even as more stars burst into ashes, crumbling into countless fragments due to its efforts, it could not halt the Abyssal Leviathan.
Wu! Wu!
It cried out in sorrow and despair, seemingly conveying a message to someone specific.
"Protect the crescent moon of the Glimmerdrift Nebula!"
Yu Yuan, stationed far off on the River of Swords, immediately understood its plea upon hearing the mournful cry.
The bear longed for the lifeblood that had fallen into the crescent moon to successfully give rise to a new being.
It appeared ready to embrace death, willing to sacrifice its own life to carve a path of rebirth for a yet unborn race.
"Abyssal Leviathan!"
Jun Chen from the Merchant Association, along with Tian Zang, who had pledged allegiance to Taishi, and the Death Crane, all confronted the Abyssal Leviathan.
"Do you seek death as well?"
The Abyssal Leviathan morphed into a towering, emaciated old man, a form that seemed more nimble.
His gaze settled first on Jun Chen.
From his crimson and luminescent eyes, countless divine fires and frigid moonbeams erupted, flooding into Jun Chen's Divine Visage acupoints, igniting many a Star River.
Inside Jun Chen's acupoints, the Star Rivers either turned to charred wasteland or were instantly extinguished.
With a stifled cry, the Mighty from the Star Sect, unable to sustain his Divine Visage, was instantly reverted to his true form.
The Abyssal Leviathan sneered as its colossal hand, like a swath of the heavens, crashed down upon Tian Zang.
The hand, like a fragment of the sky collapsing, thundered onto Tian Zang's Blood Altar, causing the massive, crystal-like altar to crackle ominously.
The altar, emitting thousands of dark blue sparks, plummeted into the Star River below.
The Abyssal Leviathan's roar sent a wave of terror through the Death Crane's demon soul, fracturing the white crane's eyes and causing blood to pour forth.
"With just you few, you dare to stand in my way?"
The Abyssal Leviathan licked its lips, its sinister laugh echoing as it stepped forward, traversing billions of miles of the cosmos in an instant, arriving before the icy blue star.
"Yu Yuan!"
"I'm here."
The Abyssal Leviathan's low growl echoed, and Yu Yuan instantly responded.
Perched in silent meditation atop the snowy mountain peak for an eternity, he abruptly rose to his feet.
As he stood, a sword's will that seemed capable of piercing through time and shattering myriad worlds surged from the crown of his head, racing toward the profound and frigid starry sea.
With one hand gripping the sword sheath, his other hand reached out toward the depths of the sea, where Wintermaw lay concealed.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
The miles of ice that blanketed the sea's surface fractured in an instant.
