C2116 The Destruction of the World
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
In the region of Yu Yuan's chest, roughly where his heart would be, a cluster of immense blood shadows emerged.
These blood shadows held no power, nor did they reveal any enigmatic bloodline mysteries. They seemed to be mere projections of blood.
Yu Yuan, puzzled, gazed down at his chest.
His Solar Spirit Body was in harmony with the blood-colored tabletop within his Soul Altar. The sudden activation of some Life Seeds inside had seemingly triggered something.
As a result, the projections of these Life Seeds materialized within the chest of his Solar Spirit.
Yu Yuan was immediately struck by a sensation.
He aimed to decipher the essence of those few Life Seeds. His Soul Altar still required the power of his Solar Spirit to awaken to the understanding more swiftly.
The appearance of the blood shadows in his chest was a call to harness the power of his Solar Spirit, to grasp the vital energy within as quickly as possible.
At that very moment.
His physical form, through the Soul Altar, beheld the world beneath the Abyss, and the Solar Spirit witnessed it concurrently.
Many colossal remains, beyond the scope of his imagination, had fused with Starshards and the fragments of the cosmos, settling into the so-called true Abyss.
As the ages drifted by, uncaring, countless millennia might have elapsed since the corpses merged with the Starshards, transforming into a barren expanse.
The traces of blood were concealed by massive stones, and the bones intermingled with the earth. The enormous skeletal remains, adrift in this obliterated world, were left unattended and forgotten.
Unknown to all.
A civilization once teeming with life, a realm that stood shoulder to shoulder with the Origin Realm and the Wasteland, perhaps even surpassing them, had faded into oblivion, becoming what it is today.
The Tree of Life was gradually descending, emerging into this enigmatic world.
The world, once silent and devoid of life, was no longer engulfed in darkness, no longer submerged in an eternal night.
Neither Yu Yuan's physical form nor the Solar Spirit could detect any special energies in that space; their consciousness was unable to permeate.
Yet, he could see.
He witnessed the source of light. Countless fragments of suns and moons, like gemstone crystals, illuminated the somber world.
Divine glows adorned the sky, and resplendent, eternal rainbows hung motionless, as if harboring a mysterious force capable of stirring the heavens and the earth.
The seemingly infinite darkness had not engulfed this silent world, nor had it reached its deepest depths.
This forgotten realm, now visible to both his physical form and Solar Spirit, revealed a landscape where skeletons and Starshard fragments merged. Once stood magnificent palaces and castles amidst the ruins of ancient nations.
Clearly, this world had nurtured an advanced civilization, inhabited by intelligent life.
Alas, all had perished.
Suddenly, he noticed that the Tree of Life had significantly diminished in size upon its arrival in this world.
The Tree of Life, an ancient wood, remained vibrant with lush, green foliage.
Yet, in comparison to the skeletal remains of the colossal creatures that had fused with the cosmos, the once sky-obscuring Tree of Life now seemed less remarkable.
The Tree of Life had ceased its towering growth.
"Genesis Continent!"
Both Yu Yuan's hearts trembled simultaneously, their thoughts racing to the Genesis Continent.
The Genesis Continent that emerged from the Abyss of Truth might belong to the same species as those merged beings of bone and world debris.
The Genesis Continent itself was a giant beast, its skeletal form draped in the remnants of shattered heavens and stars.
Yu Yuan's peculiar sensation upon first departing the darkness was indeed a reality.
The Genesis Continent was initially a massive living entity, with flesh and blood, and unparalleled strength—it had simply died.
What about the Wellspring of Creation?
At this thought, Yu Yuan's mind became hazy.
He could gaze upon the "eye" below, but his penetrating insight was abruptly lost.
The usurper of his Demonic Vessel stood at the brink of the Wellspring of Creation, watching him with an enigmatic smile.
"Just one glance is sufficient. If you see too much, you'll recall even more."
The Primal Soul from the Abyss intervened, severing his scrutiny and barring further investigation.
Crack!
In his sea of consciousness, the Soul Altar beneath the blood crystal, enveloped by ice magic, transformed into strands of chilling lightning, as if frozen within the layers of ice.
Within his Solar Spirit Body, the blood shadows of several immense Life Seeds seemed to sense the birth of a new world.
These blood shadows moved from his chest, making their way toward the little world at his back.
The blood shadows sensed the emergence of a new world and began to stir autonomously.
Yet, the subtleties of these blood shadows remained a mystery to Yu Yuan, their profound significance eluding him. Suddenly, they exuded an aura of frenzy, distortion, chaos, and violence, desperately crowding toward the nascent little world that was slowly taking shape.
It was as though they sought to resurrect themselves, to assert their presence and restore their limbs.
With a whoosh, one blood shadow, drawing upon the vital energy of Yu Yuan's Solar Spirit, rapidly increased in strength.
This blood shadow zipped through his Solar Spirit, arriving first at the ice crystal world forming on Yu Yuan's back.
Upon entry, a sharp crack resounded.
The fledgling ice crystal little world could not sustain its presence, lacking the power needed for its growth, and was violently shattered.
The amassed vital energy of the blood shadow, like a ruptured blood-filled orb, once again dissipated within Yu Yuan's body.
The shockwave sent Yu Yuan's Solar Spirit Body lurching forward, propelling him out of the Dark Realm, with half of his form plunging into the void.
Despite the gap not being fully sealed, Yu Yuan continued to call out.
With his call, his unsteady Solar Spirit pressed against the breach once more.
"Dragon Slaying Stage!"
In response to his summons, the Dragon Slaying Stage, which had transported everyone to the Primal Blood Continent, materialized at his previous location, using its teleportation power.
The Dragon Slaying Stage preempted his body, sealing the last slender fissure and barring the darkness from infiltrating.
Crack! Crack!
Chunks of ice burst forth from the little world at Yu Yuan's back.
The ice magic, already imprinted within the little world, had transferred a copy to Yu Yuan's Soul Altar.
As the ice fell away, it vaporized into a dense white fog under intense heat.
The fog vanished without a trace.
Yet within Yu Yuan's real body, a cold fog emerged in his sea of consciousness, and a frigid energy surged toward the Soul Altar, aiding in the formation of the icy surface.
Yu Yuan cast a glance at it.
The ice had fractured, transforming into a cold fog that was readily absorbed, all due to his power.
He wielded control over this world, using omnipresent Soul Power to crush all the ice.
He also sent the cold fog, entrusting it to himself for refinement and fusion.
"You don't need to thank me. As I've said, we are one and the same."
"An additional layer of extreme cold has formed in your sea of consciousness, which will be a powerful aid to me in the future."
He spoke with a tranquility that mirrored still waters, candidly revealing his intent to usurp Yu Yuan's body.
It seemed to be an immutable fact, an ironclad law that no one could prevent from manifesting.
"The time is nearly upon us."
He bowed his head once more.
The Wellspring of Creation he stood upon began its descent from the void of darkness toward the vast expanse of the Genesis Continent.
The direction of its fall was precisely where the Evil Temple's massive pit had once been located!
The pit appeared to be the heart of the colossal being that had become one with the cosmos, its skeletal form completely enveloped.
The Evil Temple had once been perched atop this very pit.
Once the Evil Temple was gone, the space was left vacant.
As the Wellspring of Creation gently lowered, Yu Yuan sensed that it was meant to rest there, as if it were the missing piece.
It was the heart of the titanic entity!
With its descent, Yu Yuan became increasingly convinced that the Wellspring of Creation and the vast pit that had housed the Evil Temple were perfectly aligned.
It belonged above, and the pit existed solely for it, awaiting its return.
"You've extracted the Life Seeds, which is excellent, truly excellent. You never cease to amaze me with your accomplishments."
"The disordered and chaotic Secrets of Life within the Life Seeds would render this mass of flesh and blood ineffective."
"But now it's different."
"Once it entered, it became nothing more than a mass of vital energy, devoid of any chaotic thoughts or struggling spirits."
"This is flawlessness incarnate."
He was brimming with satisfaction.
