C2076 Yuan Le Revealed His True Body

At the summit of the Abyss, Yu Yuan inhaled deeply. The Void Rules transformed into unseen portals, halting the expansion of the Blood Slaughterhouse.

Yuan Le's eerie creation, the Blood Slaughterhouse, was stopped in its tracks.

"Blood Slaughterhouse..."

Hovering midair, Yu Yuan gazed down at the blood-red earth, as if beholding another Abyssal Gate. The truths of the bloodlines from the Wasteland materialized within the crimson patterns.

Beneath each cluster of blood patterns, there appeared to be a world akin to that within the Baneblade, teeming with Bloodwraiths and nurturing Life Seeds.

Deep within Yu Yuan's mind, the ruby-like surface of the Soul Altar resonated with the Primal Blood of the Origin Realm.

As he examined the Blood Slaughterhouse, the blood crystal platform aided him in deciphering its enigmas.

Yu Yuan quickly grasped the operational mechanism of the Blood Slaughterhouse and the calamity it would unleash upon the Abyss if allowed to spread.

The Blood Slaughterhouse harbored Yuan Le's ultimate Way of Heaven.

Its proliferation could transform all life within an area into vital energy, subsequently creating numerous blood-infused little worlds within the Blood Slaughterhouse.

The Life Seeds gathered by Yuan Le would take root and flourish rapidly.

These Life Seeds were linked to Yuan Le as well as the Primal Blood of the Wasteland.

The emergence of alien beasts and the intelligent life of the Wasteland would not only bolster Yuan Le's power but also intensify the Primal Blood within the mountains.

Should the Blood Slaughterhouse spread unchecked across this land, all life would perish.

Yuan Le would then harness their demise to spawn alien beasts and the intelligent life forms of the Wasteland.

With the full cooperation of the Light Spirit, the Blood Slaughterhouse could slowly cast its shadow over the entire continent. Its sanguine glow, magnified by the Light Spirit, would shine upon the lands beneath the Abyss, giving rise to additional Blood Slaughterhouses above those territories.

Yuan Le's journey to the Abyss, armed with earnestness to convince the Light Spirit, was predicated on the immense power of the Light Spirit.

His ambition was to exploit the Light Spirit's might, allowing the Blood Slaughterhouse to proliferate across the continents, thereby refining all the Abyssal beings!

The Life Seeds of those who perished within the Blood Slaughterhouse would also be harvested.

There was no other Primal Blood in the Abyss, and the most fearsome Primal Soul was engaged in the Everlands. This presented Yuan Le with an excellent opportunity.

He aimed to transform the Abyss, creating numerous Blood Slaughterhouses across the continents. By using the extinction of the Abyssal creatures, he planned to bring forth a greater variety of beasts.

His goal was to forge the Wasteland from the Abyss!

"You are quite ambitious."

Yu Yuan's face was somber as he sensed the Astral Plane within his mind taking shape swiftly, feeling the elation of the world around him. He spoke, "Through you, let me assess my own predicament."

Deep within his brow, the surface of his primordial spirit's emerald table emerged, resembling a shard of green divine crystal.

Upon its appearance, Yu Yuan felt as though he had unlocked the most powerful Eye of God in existence!

His gaze fell upon Yuan Le.

The soul of Yuan Le and that of the towering mountain were laid bare under the penetrating gaze of this eye.

Boom!

Using Yuan Le as a conduit, his azure gaze pierced through the layers of the void, breaking the binding shackles, and cast upon the mountain encircled by stars.

He observed his Solar Spirit, encircled by the celestial realm of the Beast Gods, with divine rainbows emanating from it, and witnessed the Direbear, Sekou, after being possessed by the Primal Anima, exerting its suppressive force upon the mountain.

His Solar Spirit, under this oppressive power, faced a formidable resistance.

Yet, there appeared to be no immediate threat to its existence.

"Because you are absent, and not taken over by the Primal Blood, my Solar Spirit is merely suppressed, with no imminent risk of downfall," Yu Yuan reassured himself, withdrawing the Eye of God from his forehead.

"You've also caught me off guard," Yuan Le remarked with a hint of admiration.

The Dark Tower had crumbled, and the Secrets of Life he had unfurled within the Blood Slaughterhouse were fragmented by the Abyss's concealed rules.

The spread of the Blood Slaughterhouse was halted.

Whoosh!

At the summit of the Abyss, the boundless and tumultuous energy was suddenly harnessed by Yu Yuan.

As if a deity were at work, the rules materialized as the sun, moon, and stars in the sky above Yuan Le's head, casting a dazzling light upon him and the Blood Slaughterhouse.

The pathways of light, which were under Yu Yuan's command through his consciousness, transformed into a multitude of light sources. Centered around a secluded valley, the vast lands twisted and quaked as if they were being carved out separately. Yu Yuan's real body itself gradually became an immense beacon of light. Between his brows, a bright silver stone platform emerged. This platform was the crystallization of Yu Yuan's soul, inscribed with numerous profound meanings of light magic.

Yu Yuan seemed to embody Cardo himself, with a radiance so intense that even Yuan Le found it blinding. He watched as the celestial bodies—the sun, moon, and stars—conspired to make Yu Yuan's form even more luminous. Yuan Le couldn't help but marvel in astonishment. Yu Yuan, created by the Primal Soul of this realm and known as the dragon slayer, was supposed to wield only the secrets of the soul. How then could he harness the power of light?

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Beams of blinding light cascaded from the continent's white walls, aiming directly at the Blood Slaughterhouse where Yuan Le stood. With a helpless roar, Yuan Le expressed his frustration.

Boom! A blood ape, equal in might to Yu Yuan's eleventh-level Solar Spirit, manifested itself, its presence dominating the landscape. Its monstrous aura formed into swirling blood clouds around its form. As soon as the blood ape's body was revealed, Jihui coughed up blood. All his efforts to stabilize the space were rendered useless in an instant. The mountains, once marked with Void Rules and serving alternately as teleportation circles and Mystic Gates, burst into ash in the blink of an eye.

The wall, infused with the force of light and the wild, chaotic energy of the Abyss, was punctured by the head of the giant ape. Yuan Le, akin to Yu Yuan's eleventh-level Solar Spirit, unleashed his domineering side. Having transformed into the blood ape, Yuan Le shattered the continent's "dome," standing tall with his menacing fangs on display.

His fierce and unruly aura compressed the void and filled the heavens and earth, sending endless tremors outward. One foot firmly planted on the Blood Slaughterhouse that stretched for miles, his other foot descended, and a new Blood Slaughterhouse materialized from nothing.

This continent, bathed in the light of the Abyss for untold years, was the most expansive and bountiful realm of the seventh level of the Abyss. Nearly rivaling the size of Tyria Main Planet, it was considered the pinnacle that only Evil Gods could aspire to reach.

As the Lord of Ruin's real body made its appearance, the continent concealed by the Light Spirit began to tremble in his presence.

All the survivors on this land witnessed him and their screams echoed in astonishment.

Lin Daoke's Sword Cave was cast aside by him, transforming into a sanctuary for the swordsmen of the Sword Sect, along with formidable members from the Sunlit Order and Ebon Star.

In that instant, the sight of the blood ape from the Wasteland struck everyone with profound awe.

The blood ape's thick fur cascaded down naturally, resembling waterfalls of blood-colored lightning, unveiling the Secrets of Life and the Bloodline Revelation intrinsic to the creatures of the Wasteland.

Yuan Le, a towering figure, swung his massive arms, effortlessly shattering the descending beams of light as if they were slender icicles.

With his hands, he tore through the white wall as if it were mere cloth.

Suddenly, the continent lay bare before the world.

The highest peaks of this realm paled in comparison to his knees. Each step he took upon the land sent tremors throughout the world, birthing "Blood Slaughterhouses" beneath his feet.

These "Blood Slaughterhouses" then morphed into billowing clouds of blood, infused with vital energy, and descended upon the land below.

"What a nuisance," he muttered in annoyance.

Had the Light Spirit been at his side, and without Yu Yuan's interference, there would be no need for him to manifest in this form.

Without expending his own strength, he could have easily conjured a colossal "Blood Slaughterhouse" to bathe the lands below in sanguine light, altering the beings of the Abyss.

Now, however, he was compelled to wield his own vital energy to forge additional "Blood Slaughterhouses."

Moreover, he had to cast these "Blood Slaughterhouses" into the six-layered Abyss, to annihilate its inhabitants and sow the Life Seeds of the Wasteland.

The task left him feeling deeply irked.

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