C1674 The Imagination of the Origin Deity!

An ancient and enigmatic aura slowly enveloped Eiwrone like a misty shroud.

As this presence manifested, the probing "eyes on the ground" that Yu Yuan had extended with the radiant white light from the Dragon Slaying Stage were torn asunder.

Not long before, the visions of the world that had emerged in his mind shattered like a fractured mirror.

Moreover, a certain force attempted to warp and scramble his memories, seeking to erase those that had been seared deep within his soul.

Whoosh!

In Yu Yuan's Mindscape, his Lunar Spirit underwent a sudden transformation, becoming akin to a millstone capable of grinding all things to dust.

With a thunderous rumble, the millstone began to spin gently, pulverizing the Soul Power that threatened to obliterate his memories, reducing it to nothingness and refining it.

In the depths of his being, Yu Yuan perceived vague phantoms flickering into and out of existence within his Mindscape.

He heard the cries of infants, the disputes of men and women, the coughs of the elderly, the laments and bellows of Otherworld warriors, and the sounds of anguish and terror from creatures facing death.

It was as though he were in an entirely foreign dimension, momentarily becoming a part of it and brushing against the lives within that realm.

The phantoms appeared and vanished repeatedly, with cycles of life and death, and even reincarnation unfolding before him.

Standing on the Dragon Slaying Stage, his gaze was clouded with bewilderment and contemplation, as if pondering questions of profound depth, seemingly oblivious to the voice of the Origin Deity.

"Origin Realm!"

Youyu's voice cut through the air with a piercing clarity.

Apart from Yu Yuan, Xuanli, Yin Tiehua, and the three ninth-level alien beasts, including the God-King Taixu, were jolted awake by the sudden revelation.

Moments earlier, they had been as bewildered as Yu Yuan, their souls ensnared and twisted by that mysterious force.

The vibrant butterfly, with wings that shimmered like a radiant sunset, heralded the presence of the 'Maw of Oblivion' they had previously encountered.

At the vast entrance of the Maw of Oblivion, a faint phantom emerged, lacking any tangible features.

This specter seemed to have wandered the earth for eons, never finding a resting place or a path to the cycle of reincarnation.

Its appearance at the threshold of the Maw of Oblivion evoked a sense of desolation and forlornness. Any attempt to connect with or comprehend it seemed irresistibly drawn to this solitary spirit.

He was like a peculiar vortex of souls, drawing in spirits, thoughts, and emotions. Anything intangible, any odd notions born of the soul that had anything to do with him, seemed to be swept away within a certain range. They were pulled into what is known as the 'Origin Realm'!

"So that's how it is."

The five-colored gem on Youyu's forehead became obscured by flesh once again as he uttered, "Long time no see," and his third eye closed. His own eyes also shut, and his face took on a bizarre expression, as if he were deeply perplexed.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

After being extracted by Youyu, the soul fragments of the three Voidweaver elders, the souls of the Silverscale Tribe warriors, and the butterfly's soul fragment were all drawn back into the soul stone due to the emergence of the Maw of Oblivion and the power of the solitary phantom.

The butterfly's wings, previously a dazzling sight, gently closed, transforming back into the delicate and slender form of Benin. She turned and bowed slightly to the phantom within the Maw of Oblivion before obediently settling on the left side of the Maw.

Following her, the three Voidweaver elders, linked to her by blood, aligned themselves similarly. The Abyssal Greater Basilisk, after a moment's hesitation, joined the tenth-level Silverscale Tribe woman and the ninth-level warrior, taking their places on the right side of the Maw of Oblivion.

Positioned to the left and right, they encircled the Maw, even stepping back slightly to better reveal the phantom within.

Youyu's eyes opened once more. Upon doing so, he didn't immediately look towards the Maw of Oblivion or the phantom representing the Origin Deity. Instead, he cast a glance at Yu Yuan, seemingly with a question in mind.

Yu Yuan was taken aback.

"The Origin Realm and the effects of the soul stone share many overlaps and similarities. The Origin Realm appears to have bridged the souls from another world," Youyu shared his insight.

This revelation surprised those who were privy to the secrets of the soul stone and had visited the Mindscape. Taixu's eyes sparkled with intrigue as he instinctively turned his gaze towards Yu Yuan.

What was happening?

His gaze conveyed the shock within his heart. The spiritual world that Youyu and he had envisioned, the one they sought to build through the Mirage of the Mind—hadn't it been realized?

Why did the Mindscape within the Five-Colored Hex Stone bear such a striking resemblance to the Origin Realm?

How did the Origin Deity, emerging from the Abyss, create a mysterious Origin Realm so akin to the Mindscape? And why did it link the souls of the Abyss's myriad creatures to the Origin Realm?

In this world, beings like Pei Yuling, Diggs, and the Voidweavers used their souls to explore the Origin Realm. Had they already begun making contact with the denizens of the Abyss?

Was the Origin Realm a bridge and a conduit for the soulful exchange between the intelligent life of both realms?

Had the various races' champions, persuaded by the Origin Deity, entered the Origin Realm in spirit and discovered a new frontier, gaining insights into the life of different worlds?

Could they communicate with one another?

These questions swirled in Taixu's mind, and they also took root in the thoughts of Youyu and Yu Yuan.

"This is my aspiration, the very thing I've been striving to achieve. Yet, it remains out of reach for the time being."

"The phantom within the Maw of Oblivion," as if it could perceive everyone's inner voice, knew of their myriad thoughts concerning the Origin Realm and offered explanations and answers.

"If the beings of both realms are hindered by the Abyssal Gate from freely traversing and cannot meet in their corporeal forms, then I shall first forge the Origin Realm as a bridge, enabling the intelligent life with souls from both realms to interact."

"Let us first understand each other and then decide whether to shatter the Abyssal Gate for deeper cooperation and communication."

"However, there are many narrow-minded individuals in your world who persistently thwart this endeavor."

"They reject me, shun the creatures of the Abyss. By guiding some to the Origin Realm for dialogue with the souls of the Abyss, I aim to show them the many commonalities between the Abyss and your world. We are not to be feared; rather, the true terror was the Titan Spinosaurus that nearly obliterated our realm."

"Now, with the supreme Titan Spinosaurus gone, many who feared it in our world have been swayed by my words. They are willing to reach out to you and have gradually made their way into the Origin Realm."

"Am I not advocating for something that will bring joy to all?" The phantom, representing the Origin Deity, did not demonstrate his power but instead gently coaxed those present, trying to make them understand the greatness of his actions.

Yin Tiehua, Xuanli, and the three alien beasts were left in a daze after his speech, struggling to process his words and weighing the pros and cons, questioning his selflessness.

Youyu, usually reserved and stoic, suddenly burst into laughter, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "The Mindscape, akin to your Origin Realm, has been tempered by me. The more souls and consciousnesses it contains, the stronger the Soul Power becomes, and in turn, my own power grows. Within the Mindscape, I reign as a god, deciding the fates of those who enter and even influencing their corporeal bodies."

"If the Origin Realm is akin to the Mindscape, then you should possess the same capabilities as I do. The Origin Realm you've crafted is more advanced than my Mindscape, teeming with a greater number of active souls and consciousnesses. Your control over the Origin Realm and the benefits you reap from it will surely exceed mine."

"By your design, the intelligent life from both realms will send fragments of their souls and consciousness into the Origin Realm. Wouldn't they all be at your mercy? Your title is the Origin Deity, and within the Origin Realm, you are the god."

"In this divine domain you've woven, every conversation, shared message, and secret from all corners can be intercepted by you. You have the power to erase anyone without a trace. The bridge you've created to link the two realms—is it not a means to enslave all beings from both worlds?"

Youyu didn't hold back in revealing the Origin Deity's sinister motives. His words caused a flicker of unease in the eyes of the Voidweaver, who bore a resemblance to Benin. Part of her soul, too, roamed the Origin Realm, having even communicated with beings from the Abyss. If Youyu's accusations were true, the Origin Deity could effortlessly erase her existence.

The Abyssal Greater Basilisk, disguised as an elder of the Silverscale Tribe, remained detached, as if he had anticipated this revelation all along.

The colossal beast that ventured through the Abyssal Gate harbored no illusions of emulating the Voidweaver by using a fragment of his soul to perceive the Origin Realm.

He must have been aware of the Origin Deity's might and understood the true extent of their ambitions.

"The Mindscape, the Origin Realm..."

Yu Yuan pondered quietly, contemplating the sequence of their formations. Which came first, and was there a connection between the two?

Did his actions in his first life prompt the creation of the Origin Realm, or did the Origin Deity influence his first life, conjuring the Mindscape through the Mirage of the Mind?

"Aren't you all under Bertain's dominion as well?"

The phantom of the Origin Deity let out a wistful sigh within the Maw of Oblivion. "In his view, every life in your world is merely his subject and retainer. If he truly wishes to erase someone or exterminate an entire race, who could possibly prevent it?"

"The vast human and archdemon populations of the Everlands aren't so easily extinguished at his whim," Youyu countered.

"Everlands, humans... Ha."

The phantom, embodying the Origin Deity, seemed to shake its head, almost as if scoffing at Youyu's naivety.

It was in that moment that Yu Yuan came to a stark realization: the Origin Deity was privy to the secret of the Everlands' human race!

At the pivotal moment when a human's dominant soul evolves into a primordial spirit, they become a member of Bertain's tribe.

This earth-shattering secret was known to virtually no one, yet somehow, the Origin Deity from another world had uncovered the truth.

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