C1496 White Bone Turned into Youyu

A bizarre amalgamation of dark green, deep blue, and silver-white blood flowed from Rovi's chest, spilling down the Dragon Slaying Stage. This uniquely colored blood, so different from that of the Voidweaver, was filled with an air of mystery and an unparalleled brilliance. Yu Yuan could even sense that Rovi's heart bore the same enigmatic hues.

Rovi, having reached the pinnacle of his bloodline, stood out as exceptionally different and extraordinary. The peculiar blood that poured from his heart instinctively drew in the psionic power from the space rifts. It was then absorbed by the Dragon Slaying Stage, gradually fusing at the junction where the three pieces met. Bursts of divine light continuously erupted from the union.

Numerous hidden lights and Chains of Order were dissolving, melting away Rovi's autonomous blood glow. As the master of the Dragon Slaying Stage, Yu Yuan understood that the ancient platform, split open for tens of thousands of years, was now using Rovi's tenth-level lifeblood as an adhesive to heal itself.

In the next moment, he realized that what he was holding was not the golden dragon horn. Instead, it was the Dragon Slaying Stage, now condensed into a long bar. The section he gripped contained the frost wyrm, its cold hardness and firmness anchoring the two adjacent pieces. The spear-like golden tip was embedded in Rovi's chest, its sharp point penetrating his heart. The area behind his wrist radiated a spectrum of light, constantly revealing the mysteries of space and time.

Meanwhile, Zhong Chichen, who had been standing on the Dragon Slaying Stage, along with the Crucible of Evil and Yu Yiyi inside the cauldron, remained suspended in midair, motionless. Without any external forces to disturb them, Zhong Chichen and the cauldron would not descend in the slightest.

Others, like Yuan Qingxi, Huangyin, the ancient Terra Fiend within the wooden tombstone, and the Headless Horseman, had all come to a standstill following Zhong Chichen's activation of the profound meaning.

Then, clutching the now elongated Dragon Slaying Stage, feeling Rovi's lifeblood aiding in its healing, Yu Yuan's face abruptly changed. He had caught sight of White Bone! The scroll that had eluded him for so long was now spread out before White Bone.

Deep within White Bone's pale eyes, a soul orb of the same hue burst forth like a star, shattering into countless memory sparkles that merged with White Bone's spirit.

In a moment when time and space stood still, White Bone chose to unfurl the scroll.

He chose to fully awaken as Youyu!

"Youyu..."

Yu Yuan felt a profound tremor in his heart.

The supreme God of Ghosts, White Bone, was defying the dual constraints of time and space to complete his soul!

Yu Yuan couldn't begin to fathom what Youyu might do next.

After all, Yu Yiyi had suggested that Youyu's ancient demise was likely caused by his own actions in a past life.

Would the newly awakened Youyu simply stand by and observe silently, as White Bone had?

A bitter taste crept onto Yu Yuan's lips.

"Clink!"

Suddenly, he was astonished to see that Rovi's two iridescent eyes were still whirling...

He looked up, locking gazes with Rovi.

Within those eyes, he glimpsed a profound excitement and surprise that Rovi had concealed.

With his heart impaled on the Dragon Slaying Stage and his soul and body bound by Zhong Chichen's Chronospatial Lock, why would Rovi be so thrilled in his state of separation?

Yu Yuan pondered deeply.

Could it be...

In that instant, he sensed impending trouble, a feeling that something he hadn't accounted for was about to unfold.

He glanced down again at the Dragon Slaying Stage, observing Rovi's blood flowing toward the point of convergence.

Rovi, a tenth-level Voidweaver, had stealthily lingered in the Seven-Colored Lake with the intention of claiming the Dragon Slaying Stage.

Now that the stage had split into three pieces...

If his lifeblood could mend the Dragon Slaying Stage, could the fusion of his soul and blood also allow him to assimilate the stage and claim it as his own?

Following this line of thought, Yu Yuan sensed the psionic power emanating from within the Dragon Slaying Stage, neutralizing Rovi's lifeblood.

It was proceeding smoothly because Rovi's soul was unable to participate, the link between his soul and lifeblood severed.

But if he could break free from the Chronospatial Lock and reclaim his body...

At this very moment, he might just be able to refine the Dragon Slaying Stage!

Yu Yuan's face underwent a dramatic shift.

Once more, he glanced into Rovi's eyes and abruptly noticed that Rovi's gaze was steadfastly on White Bone.

Rovi was waiting for White Bone to fully awaken and transform into Youyu!

White Bone, now Youyu, would disregard the Chronospatial Lock, shattering the stalemate and altering the entire existing landscape before him!

"Youyu..."

Yu Yuan let out a deep sigh.

"I am here."

In his eyes, all the exploding memory sparkles had vanished, and Youyu, who had been out of sight, suddenly spoke.

He responded as Youyu!

From this moment forward, he was no longer White Bone but the leader of the Bloodbrawlers—Youyu.

Yu Yuan's spirit quivered at the sound of this familiar voice, now tinged with a somber change.

"It has been a very long time."

Youyu's face remained impassive, his eyes devoid of significant emotional fluctuation.

Yet Rovi's iridescent eyes whirled with vigor at his words and his return to consciousness.

Rovi's eyes brimmed with unmasked expectation and ecstasy!

Whoosh!

Beneath Zhong Chichen's Chronospatial Lock, White Bone, clutching the reassembled scroll, drifted languidly toward the Dragon Slaying Stage, Yu Yuan, and Rovi.

Rovi's eyes nearly spilled over with delight.

He envisioned the reconnection of his blood and soul, the refinement of the Dragon Slaying Stage, and the triumphant return of this artifact to his kin.

He would refine the remains of the Chronowyrm, slay Zhong Chichen, and seize the Dragon Soul imprint.

He would seek vengeance for all his kin slain by the Chronowyrm!

He was on the cusp of achieving an epic feat never before seen in the annals of the Voidweaver!

His excitement was palpable and justified.

Conversely, Yu Yuan's heart was sinking ever deeper...

As the master of the Dragon Slaying Stage, he was acutely aware that, apart from his senior brother's ultimate truth, the fact that the Dragon Slaying Stage had pierced Rovi's heart meant that Rovi was ensnared by the Chronospatial Lock.

The heart of an Otherkin was the most vital part of their being, in some ways even surpassing the soul in importance!

All blood magic and theurgy depended on the activation of the bloodline chain etched into the heart. Once the heart was compromised, one could not wield their theurgy, and their combat strength would plummet.

Rovi was a Voidweaver, not one of the infamous Star-Spawned Terrors known for their formidable power. His current state of disarray was solely due to his heart being impaled by the Dragon Slaying Stage.

Thus, the Dragon Slaying Stage must remain in place!

Removing it would allow Rovi to become like White Bone, capable of shattering the Chronospatial Lock.

Yet, if the Dragon Slaying Stage were not removed, with his senior brother immobilized, what could Yu Yuan use to contend with the awakened Youyu?

With this thought, Yu Yuan let out another sigh.

At that moment, Youyu, clutching the scroll, had silently drifted to his side.

Resigned to his fate, Yu Yuan stood beside Youyu, both gazing at Rovi, who had been impaled by the Dragon Slaying Stage...

Youyu did nothing.

The elation and fervor in Rovi's eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by immense confusion and incomprehension.

Yu Yuan, frozen in place, wore a blank expression.

Why? Why hadn't Youyu taken action?

What was happening?

What was going through his mind?

Yu Yuan's head was swirling with questions.

"Why do you think I would help you? Help an Otherkin from the extraterrestrial realms?" Youyu asked, his voice calm, his face expressionless, but a mocking glint shone in the depths of his eyes.

Rovi's eyes lost their luster at Youyu's words.

Youyu unfurled the scroll in his hand, draping it around Rovi's neck like a scarf, blocking his soul's permeation into his body and even causing his eyes to close.

Rovi became imperceptible, unable to sense or hear the exchange between Youyu and Yu Yuan.

It was only then that Youyu turned to face the bewildered Yu Yuan, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Do you remember how many times we've fought shoulder to shoulder? In past lives, in this life, and even now."

"We have always been the closest of comrades in battle. And yes, I did indeed meet my end at your hands."

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