C1996 Unable to Hide It(2)

The Dark Tower swelled with increasing force, its iron bones emitting a resounding crackle. Between the Onyx Altar and the pinnacle of the tower, it resembled a tree bearing a massive fruit... a flesh and blood organ.

The heart, spleen, lungs, liver, and kidneys materialized from nowhere, brimming with vitality.

The Dark Tower had become a framework of bones, and the blood shadow suffused this framework, transforming it into an enormous body.

Yuan Le, who dwelled within the Untamed's body, now took on a human form within the Dark Tower's newly formed body, specifically at the elixir field located in the lower abdomen. He flashed a grin at Yu Yuan.

"I never imagined that each Dark Tower could transform into a vessel for you," Yu Yuan exclaimed in astonishment.

The other two Dark Towers that had sunk into the Abyss, assuming the blood shadow had entered them without incident, should likewise manifest in the Abyss in this same form.

Their purpose would be to slay the intelligent life within the Abyss, extract the essence of flesh and blood, and distill it into Life Seeds.

By absorbing these Life Seeds, one could grasp the entire Secrets of Life of a race, fueling both their own strength and that of the Primal Blood behind them. This would not only solidify their standing at the eleventh level but also enable continuous growth.

This appeared to be the pathway of development for beings at the eleventh level.

Yuan Le's actions, coupled with his personal insights, had enlightened Yu Yuan, who had recently stepped into the eleventh level through the vital energy of the giant beast left by the ancient spinosaurus.

"You should head to the Everlands and clarify your origins with the people there. Venture to the core of that world," Yuan Le advised earnestly from within the Dark Tower. "There's no need to rush into a confrontation with me, having just reached this tier of power. After all, I've already accomplished my objective."

"If I'm not in a rush, what's your hurry?" he added, giving his Heaven-Shattering Hammer a casual shake.

Countless strands of black Divine Thunder emerged within the black iron body of the Dark Tower, enveloping the organs and coursing through every bone and meridian.

The Dark Tower, now magnified a thousandfold, unleashed an indescribable surge of power.

The apex of the tower, or rather, the head of Yuan Le's monstrous Dark Tower form, collided with the blood-colored canopy Yu Yuan had woven, tearing a gaping hole in the sanguine firmament.

In that instant, numerous bloodline chains within Yu Yuan's Solar Spirit form flickered dimly.

He sensed that he held Yuan Le's life dew in his grasp. Upon touching it with his fingertip, he was immediately flooded with a boundless surge of bloody radiance, reminiscent of his communion with the cosmic order, only this time it was more vivid and direct.

As his bloodline chains grew faint, visions of myriad alien beasts from the Wasteland appeared before him, alongside numerous intelligent life forms and the ruins of their civilizations.

These beings and their societies bore resemblance to the Starborn and Shadowkin, who had once thrived in the Wasteland.

Ultimately, with Yuan Le's emergence and his favored status by the Primal Blood, the alien beasts ascended to dominion over the Wasteland, leading to the successive demise of other races.

Entire species were wiped out, civilizations toppled, yet their legacies lingered.

These remnants were etched into Yuan Le's being, assimilated into his essence.

"A general's triumph is built on a mountain of bones; we are that general," Yuan Le stated with an icy gaze, as if instructing Yu Yuan on the nature of existence at the eleventh level. "The vanished beings and civilizations are but bones left to wither. They too were born of a higher Primal Anima akin to Primal Blood. Yet their obliteration merely signifies their inferiority, their destined end."

"As for me, I am the Primal Blood's agent, tasked with harvesting their luminous aspects, gleaning their merits and intricacies."

"This, then, is their entire significance from inception to extinction."

Yuan Le laid bare the harsh reality.

The life forms of the Wasteland, brought forth by entities like Primal Blood, would face eradication if deemed subpar.

As the Wasteland's voice of Primal Blood, Yuan Le extinguished these species and their cultures, salvaging their Life Seeds, preserving only what was deemed worthy.

And those deemed worthy encapsulated the entire purpose of an intelligent life's existence, from birth until death.

"I deeply envy you all and have long aspired to reach the Origin Realm in such a manner. The very name 'Origin Realm' inspires boundless yearning! I regard the Origin Realm as a world teeming with Primal Animas!"

"In the Wasteland, only my Primal Blood can create high-level Primal Animas. In the Origin Realm, the high-level Primal Animas I'm aware of include Primal Blood, Primal Soul, and Primal Vitality."

"Do you realize what this signifies? It points to a world that's richer and more complete, governed by rules and arcane that are far more complex and enigmatic!" Yuan Le gesticulated wildly, his laughter booming with delight.

"Without the Primal Soul, we lack the presence of Sky Fiends and individuals like Bertain. Frankly, our world's black goat and those who practice Mind Magic... they've all learned it from the Origin Realm."

"Our timing in the first war was impeccable. It coincided with the death of the Titan Spinosaurus in the Everlands, and Bertain was gravely wounded."

"That victory taught some of our world's Beast Gods how to harness the power of the beast soul."

"There are countless other wonders that I must keep from you, all stemming from that triumph and the spoils of war we claimed."

"As a result, all the Beast Gods in our world eagerly await the next such opportunity, yearning for an even greater victory!"

"Hahaha!" Yuan Le's laughter was unstoppable. "The Abyss has shattered, revealing another world as magnificent and mystical as ours! The more tumultuous the Origin Realm becomes, the more treasures I, Yuan Le, can acquire!"

The Dark Tower's form squeezed through the gaping bloody rift.

Next to the rift, the blood cloud Yu Yuan had refined from the bloodline chain, transforming into miniature worlds, surged relentlessly towards the breach.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Bone Aberration, shaped by the Dark Tower, was wedged at the mouth of the rift. Abruptly, a sinister black hand emerged, smashing the blood clouds and shattering the small worlds formed by the bloodline chain.

This action caused the rift to widen further, allowing the Bone Aberration to make its way through.

However, as the Bone Aberration was on the verge of bursting through the bloody rift, the Dragon Slaying Stage plummeted from the heavens, radiating a divine light imbued with a Rule that dominated all beings under the heavens.

Crack! Crack!

The head of the Bone Aberration, or the pinnacle of the Dark Tower, was obliterated by the Dragon Slaying Stage's mighty blow.

Countless rusty iron fragments rained down like hail upon the Crimson Realm below. Once caught by the crimson barriers, they were effortlessly melted down.

"Did you come here just to bring a portion of your vital energy, along with the Dark Tower crafted from your bones?"

The gaping wound in the realm sealed itself once more, and the Dragon Slaying Stage descended from beyond, stowing away the Baneblade Bloodhell. Yu Yuan, gripping the Dragon Slaying Stage with the Solar Spirit, spoke, "Without revealing your true form, relying solely on the power you've shown now, it's doubtful you'll be able to leave, isn't it?"

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