C1526 The Birth of the New God
A Divine Throne plummeted into the Rainbow Ocean.
The pristine, colorless river accelerated in its descent. The thick miasma and smoke clouds parted as if clearing a path for it.
No sooner had the river grazed the Rainbow Ocean than it pierced through the surface and delved deep into the earth.
In that instant, the supreme beings of the Everlands lost all sense of the Divine Throne's trajectory.
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Beneath the surface lay the Defiled World.
All the Terra Fiends, goasts, and ghosts encircling the Seven-Colored Lake abruptly cast their gazes skyward.
They witnessed a mysterious stream, seemingly bearing the Everlands' destiny, plummeting straight toward Yu Zhu.
Yu Zhu, slight and petite, was seated on the Heaven's Dais crafted by Qiyan, her devil soul stirring ever so slightly.
A look of bewilderment spread across her face.
Whoosh!
The stream, imbued with strange power, cascaded onto her crown and penetrated to the very depths of her soul.
As the river, symbolizing a Divine Throne, merged with her soul, seven filthy cosmic orders were refined into lightning crystal chains, instantly streaking toward the river.
They shone like seven resplendent divine lights.
At that moment, the entire Defiled World seemed to be reborn. The once clear and colorless stream transformed into a stunning spectacle, its divine light solidifying bit by bit.
Sizzle!
A strand of emerald lightning sparked to life within the Demon Heart, encapsulating the bloodline mysteries Yu Zhu had unraveled, including the myriad essences of blood housed within the blood crystal of the Demon God Grec.
The emerald lightning flowed effortlessly into her sea of consciousness and merged with the stream representing the Divine Throne.
The liquid Divine Throne underwent a series of wondrous transformations, captivating onlookers as it gradually took solid form.
Throughout this process, the impure cosmic orders and the bloodline talents inscribed upon her Demon Heart engaged in a dance of conflict, acceptance, and mutual adjustment.
Unwavering, the Divine Throne continued to solidify, radiating a light of unparalleled splendor.
All the gathered evil spirits and devil souls instinctively felt terror, and they could almost sense the entire Defiled World aiding Yu Zhu in the creation of her Divine Throne.
After some time, the Divine Throne, now a solid crystal, seemed to morph into a bizarre spider at the core of Yu Zhu's soul.
The seven tainted cosmic orders became seven vibrant spider legs, cradling her Demon Body.
Within the diminutive spider's form twinkled numerous enigmatic blood-colored specks, seemingly embodying the vital energy of blood. Her head blazed with a purple devil flame, teeming with the intricate essence of the devil soul. In a fleeting moment, the eerie spider transformed into a resplendent crystal pillar, its core streaked with blood lines of varying hues, each signifying a distinct cosmic order.
She immersed herself in the gradual experience, intently shaping the Heaven's Dais and acclimating to an entirely new method of wielding power. Abruptly, she felt an intimate connection with the Seven-Colored Lake, within which three subtle points of light eluded her soul's reach and consciousness.
With a flick of her finger, born of discontent, seven dazzling rays coalesced into bolts of lightning that streaked into the Seven-Colored Lake, piercing the undetectable bubbles!
Pop! Pop! Pop!
Three bubbles, concealed within the Seven-Colored Lake for nearly a hundred millennia, burst forthwith. It was as though three miniature worlds had shattered in a cataclysmic burst. From their demise tumbled numerous long-lost magic blades, exquisite gems, and an array of precious magic items, many of which hailed from beyond this world.
Qiyan, as the artifact soul of the Seven-Colored Lake and now manifest as the Heaven's Dais, observed with unobstructed clarity. At the behest of Qiyan's dark will, the magic blades, magic items, and the plethora of beautiful jades and extraterrestrial rarities that had spilled from the ruptured little worlds were laid bare before the eyes of all the Terra Fiends.
"Damn that Chronowyrm!" Qiyan spat out curses.
Bai Ying, with her head bowed, silently observed before speaking in a quivering voice, "Could it be the little world that the evil dragon created within the lake? He murdered our comrades, seized the magic blades, and cast them there. Are these the magic items he plundered after his rampage through the extraterrestrial Star River, which he then concealed?"
"Who else but him?!" Qiyan roared with rage.
"Rovi, how did you fail to detect this?"
Another ancient Terra Fiend, residing within a carpet, inquired softly.
"How could Rovi have discovered it when the Chronowyrm, in its prime, crafted a little world within the lake?" Qiyan cast a cold glance from the Heaven's Dais and retorted, "Whether it's Huangyin or Xuanying, even if they ascend to godhood, they are destined to tread the same path, forever under the Chronowyrm's sway."
"Especially since that evil dragon isn't entirely dead yet, and there's a chance it could return one day!"
Qiyan halted.
Bai Ying, along with all the Terra Fiends present, turned their gaze to Yu Zhu.
They were all aware of what Yu Zhu was doing at that moment.
"She?"
Bai Ying spoke up.
"Even before achieving divinity, she's managed to shatter the little world that the evil dragon once forged. Once she ascends to godhood, she will utterly break the chains of fate that have bound the Terra Fiends under the suppression of the Chronowyrm! Should that evil dragon rise again as a tenth-level Dragon God, she will confront it in battle!" Qiyan proclaimed with fervor.
Upon hearing this, all the Terra Fiends began to bow reverently towards Yu Zhu.
In their hearts, the era of Huangyin and Xuanying had drawn to a close.
For the new deity of the Terra Fiends had emerged!
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In the Extraterrestrial Star River.
Zhong Chichen, clad in vivid attire, stood in a lifeless realm where no sun or moon shone overhead, only a few dim stars casting feeble light.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
Three crisp sounds echoed from the depths of his mind.
At the sound, he tapped into the lingering connection and the power of time and space to glimpse the current scene at the Seven-Colored Lake.
But the vision was fleeting, and soon he could see nothing more.
With a carefree smile, Zhong Chichen dropped a skull from his sleeve. He tenderly inserted his slender fingers into the eye sockets and coaxed, "Xuanying, come out quickly."
A purple devil soul began to coalesce within the skull, eventually taking the form of a gaunt specter.
"What do you want from me?"
Xuanying's voice was thick with sorrow and resignation. Rovi's body had been thoroughly consumed by the evil dragon in human guise.
All that was left, a head transformed into a prison, left him virtually immobilized.
Against this evil dragon, the arcane Xuanying had mastered and the profound meanings she held were of no avail; she was at its mercy.
"I have some good news for you. A new god has been born in the Seven-Colored Lake," Zhong Chichen said with a grin. "Don't be too thrilled. Hehe, I knew you'd be pleased. I've kept you around for those times when I need someone to talk to, to stave off boredom."
"My sacrifice was worth it; Huangyin didn't disappoint me!" Xuanying murmured softly.
"It wasn't him. Huangyin should be dead. If he survived, he's likely hanging by a thread, not much stronger than you," Zhong Chichen said with a smirk. "It was you and Huangyin who were so intent on bringing Yu Zhu here. She's quite intriguing. It appears the information you gave me wasn't entirely accurate."
Zhong Chichen's fingers began to stir within the skull.
Bolts of lightning leapt chaotically through Xuanying's dwindling devil soul, eliciting agonized wails from her.
"Now, let's have a proper discussion about Yu Zhu."
Zhong Chichen's expression turned icy. "You thought erasing three of my Spacetime Seals would sever my path of return?"
"Heh, how naive! Did you forget who I am? I forged the Domain Channel that leads to the Hellmouth. The chasms at the base of the Frozen Hellscape were also my doing."
"If I wish to return, there are paths aplenty! The gates of the Everlands will forever swing wide for me!"
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With the phoenix's cry, the Banner of Duality discreetly departed, and a divine seat flowed beneath the earth.
These three steps unfolded so swiftly that there was no time for contemplation, completed in the blink of an eye.
When Yu Yuan came to his senses, he saw the divine seat, symbolizing the highest authority, delivered to Yu Zhu in the form of a crystal-clear stream.
The moment the river infused Yu Zhu's crown...
The soul bond that had existed between him and Yu Zhu for many years was severed in an instant.
He could no longer sense Yu Zhu's presence, nor could he see the Terra Fiend beside her or the Seven-Colored Lake through her eyes.
As Yu Zhu's devil soul fused with the divine seat, all was purged.
Feeling a tinge of loss, Yu Yuan took several deep breaths to steady himself and casually glanced towards Shadow's Keep, asking, "Did you know she would endorse Yu Zhu's ascension to godhood?"
Youyu nodded absently.
Yu Yuan's face was etched with gravity. He had noticed Youyu's impassive demeanor as the phoenix cried, as if he had anticipated this moment's arrival.
In contrast, Han Miaoyuan within the Banner of Duality showed slight signs of discomposure.
Why was his old comrade so certain that the Dark Phoenix would intervene?
Because it was Yu Zhu, he knew he would undoubtedly stand up for her when it mattered most.
His unwavering stance swayed Gui Xu and Zu Ann, causing an immediate rift within the Boulderdawn Sect.
But how could Youyu be sure that the Dark Phoenix would respond and lend her support to Yu Zhu?
Even Han Miaoyuan, facing the Boulderdawn Sect at his back and the formidable stance of Shadow's Keep, had no choice but to step back.
Thus, the divine seat was secured by Yu Zhu.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The murky and clear streams, along with the Dark Court, vanished into the Chronicle of the Shadows held by Youyu.
Having completed these actions, Youyu nodded at Yu Yuan without a word and, in an instant, appeared at the Skyblight Cult.
The mournful cries of Yun Hao soon echoed from the direction of the Skyblight Cult...
It was known to all that Yun Hao, the sect master of the Skyblight Cult, would follow Zhu Zhenlin in demise, with no chance of reincarnation.
After eliminating Zhu Zhenlin, Yun Hao sent the divine seat to the Rainbow Ocean to aid Yu Zhu in her ascension.
Then, he effortlessly extinguished his wayward disciple.
Awakened by Yuan Qingxi, Youyu swiftly removed the barriers to the rise of the Bloodbrawlers with a clean, satisfying stroke.
Whoosh!
Yu Yuan, holding the now-miniaturized Dragon Slaying Stage, landed upon the Fallen Star Eyes and declared to Tian Zang and the others, "It's finished."
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Skyreach Consortium.
"I apologize."
Yan Qiling bowed deeply, repeatedly expressing his regret to the brooding President Lyi.
He hadn't anticipated that Zu Ann, Gui Xu, and even the Untamed God-King would, at the last moment, choose to side with Yu Yuan, causing President Lyi to wait even longer.
Once the three God-Kings had unified their stance, Tianqi was left with nothing to say.
Zhongli Dapan, Green Willow, and Jun Chen also quickly tried to console President Lyi, urging him not to dwell on the matter.
"I'm done waiting."
President Lyi let out a sigh and declared, "Jing'er, I entrust you with all matters concerning the Everlands. I no longer wish to be hindered by worldly affairs. I'm off to the extraterrestrial to forge a second path."
President Lyi, resolute in his decision, departed via the teleportation circle before anyone could finish speaking.
