C2123 The Dark Chariot
Whoosh!
Ice energy swirled into Yu Yuan's consciousness like a mist, streaming towards the towering Soul Altar. Below the blood crystal, a platform appeared, seemingly constructed from ice crystals and cold jade, radiating a bright power that purified the brain of all impurities. This crystalline stage brought clarity to Yu Yuan's mind and solidified his heart, making it as steadfast as ice.
Within the depths of his mind, a myriad of thoughts—malicious, evil, and twisted—seemed to shatter and dissipate with the formation of the platform. Although the stage, born from extreme cold, had not yet unleashed its full might, it had already fortified his Sacred Heart in alignment with the Way of Heaven.
"Marvelous!" A smile bloomed on his lips.
At this moment, the Soul Altar, with its corresponding Primal Soul, Primal Blood, and Primal Vitality, along with the platform crafted from thunder, vegetation, and light, was a complex mix of profound rules, occasionally overwhelming his senses. The interplay between his physical form and Solar Spirit, the exchange of memories and wisdom, sometimes led to stray thoughts.
However, once the ice-like platform was established, the various doubts and distractions that had once unsettled his Sacred Heart were now effectively reined in. In this state, his resolve grew even more indomitable. The Primal Soul inhabiting his Undead Sovereign form, seeking to use enigmatic Soul Power to warp his emotions, would find it no easy task.
Unbeknownst to him, the ice platform held additional purposes.
Whoosh!
Yu Yuan's Solar Spirit Body soared from beneath the blood-red expanse, gracefully alighting in a corner of the Wellspring of Creation. Tan Xiaotian, now a vessel for the Dark Anima, attempted to approach but was met with Yu Yuan's dismissive gesture, engulfed by an infinite tide of blood. Wherever his heart led, the blood followed, its radiance undimmed even by the thickest dark energy.
The Dark Anima, having taken over Tan Xiaotian, found itself dragged into a blood-drenched Otherworld within his dominion.
Before him lay the profound truths of the Way of Heaven, manifested in life's evolution. Dense lightning arcs transformed into bloodline chains within the spirited bodies, sparking off each other and radiating a magical aura.
Tan Xiaotian, now a vessel for the Dark Anima, was in disarray. His organs were displaced as if the little world within his Profound Gate had been breached.
Whoosh!
Tan Xiaotian's Profound Gate acupoint began to assimilate with the blood-hued Otherworld, alerting him to impending peril.
"Tan Xiaotian, you pale in comparison to my Solar Spirit Body, and you don't measure up to the Primal Blood coursing through me. Even this World of Darkness of yours..." Yu Yuan burst into laughter, proclaiming, "will be overwhelmed by my boundless vital energy!"
Rip!
Below, the blood-colored expanse spread limitlessly, drawing upon the energy of the Primal Blood Continent.
It surpassed the breadth of Tyria, the uppermost reaches of the Abyss, and the vast Genesis Continent. The blood-colored veil enveloped everything, with numerous life forces and bloodline rules crushing the dark energy.
Darkness is not infinite.
Yu Yuan, through the colossal Life Seeds, glimpsed the shattered celestial bodies in the Abyss of Truth below—a world bathed in light. This revealed that the domain under the Dark Anima's sway was not as expansive as he had believed.
After all, he was merely a mid-level Primal Anima.
With this realization, he knew that by saturating this realm of shadows with his overwhelming vital energy and steadily encroaching upon and compressing its borders, he could shatter the dark magic and grievously wound the Dark Anima.
The conflict between Primal Animas could indeed be this straightforward and brutal.
The Dragon Slaying Stage, now adhered to the Wellspring of Creation, took on a sanguine hue, magnetically drawing the Wellspring to itself.
Yu Yuan gazed at the Abyss's Primal Soul and smiled, "If you struggle to decipher the multitude of Life Seeds within this mass of flesh, I shall absorb them. Should you desire my insight to unravel the Secrets of Life inherent in the Fallen Primal Blood, surely a price is due, correct?"
"Rise!"
With a commanding shout, he raised his arm. An infinite surge of bloody radiance erupted from the Dragon Slaying Stage, clinging to the Wellspring of Creation like adhesive. It hauled the pool, laden with flesh, toward the Frostlands.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The blood-colored pillars of light sustaining the Wellspring of Creation burst simultaneously, unleashing an upward thrust.
The fragmented pillars transformed into billowing blood clouds, buoying the Wellspring of Creation. They worked in harmony with the Dragon Slaying Stage, propelling it toward the Frostlands.
Yu Yuan sought not only to assimilate the enigmatic Life Seeds but also to plunder the flesh and blood within the Wellspring of Creation.
The immense energy within this flesh could give rise to nearly a hundred eternal Beast Gods, far surpassing the might of ordinary Beast Gods.
In the vast expanse of the Wasteland, the number of eternal Beast Gods could be counted on one hand.
The potency of this flesh and blood even exceeded that found within the Primal Blood Continent.
Yu Yuan was convinced that if he could decipher the Life Seeds' mysteries and grasp the Secrets of Life they held, he could refine and absorb all the energy within this mass of flesh and blood.
Whether for transmutation into a Solar Spirit or for other purposes, the potential was boundless.
In any case, he could not allow the Primal Soul to embed it into the chasm of the Genesis Continent, to transform it into the heart of the land below, nor could he permit the Genesis Continent to escape the shadows and encroach upon other celestial realms.
"Darkness!"
The Primal Anima possessing Tan Xiaotian let out a piercing howl within the Crimson Realm.
The destroyed world below, known as the Abyss of Truth, had a concealed region pried open, awakening an ancient force long sealed away. Abruptly, it burst forth from the earth.
Crack crack!
The obsidian earth shattered, revealing a colossal chariot of black and gold, drawn by a massive bat reduced to mere skin and bones.
Six gargantuan bats, each spanning tens of thousands of feet, were arrayed in three rows.
The vast chariot bore tattered banners that waved ominously, casting a sinister and malevolent pall over the heavens.
The banners, ragged and punctured, bore holes that seemed to lead into the darkest depths of infernal abysses.
The immense war chariot emerged from a realm within the Abyss of Truth, heeding the call of the Dark Anima.
The chariot, the six Dark Bats, and the tattered banner appeared to be relics of great power, consecrated by him in a bygone era.
He had been in a deep slumber, without a new host to possess, so this rare treasure lay buried in a world headed for ruin, unused for a long time.
It was only when Yu Yuan pushed him to the brink that he summoned and activated the war chariot.
Boom!
The entity that had taken over Tan Xiaotian broke free from the blood-colored Otherworld and instantly appeared atop the war chariot.
Tan Xiaotian wielded his Divine Transcendence, transforming into an imposing ancient Demon God. With Tan Xiaotian's body, he commanded the ancient chariot of the black Demon God.
In this moment, Tan Xiaotian's Divine Visage appeared more ethereal, his soul's essence merging seamlessly with the chariot.
The glyphs etched upon the chariot were activated in succession, as if a beast were stirring, ready to hunt all life.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
His arm, gripping the chariot's armrest, drew in torrents of dark energy, feeding it into the chariot without end.
Suddenly, from the chariot, a horde of unknown dark creatures emerged from the maws of six Dark Bats.
These monsters, ethereal in form and lacking flesh, surged towards the endless expanse of the blood-colored veil.
One after another, the dark creatures invaded the bloody worlds. The six Dark Bats, too, took flight, detaching from the chariot to delve into the depths of the crimson expanse.
Within the blood-colored veil, massive life forms were overwhelmed by darkness, and the Secrets of Life were severed.
The colossal Dark Bats, within the realm transformed by blood, became invincible deities of the dark, slaughtering beings brought forth by Primal Blood and Yu Yuan.
On the chariot, a flag riddled with holes fluttered towards Yu Yuan's Solar Spirit.
Yu Yuan narrowed his eyes for a closer look.
Boom!
Not just his Solar Spirit, but also the spiritual essence and consciousness of the Primal Blood within him were drawn towards the World of Darkness.
The spiritual essence of the Primal Blood within Yu Yuan's Solar Spirit Body became timid, shying away from the dark voids in the banner.
The might that could be displayed by the fusion of Primal Blood and Yu Yuan's Solar Spirit was significantly diminished as the Primal Blood's essence sought refuge.
"You actually possess such a dark and rare treasure," Yu Yuan marveled, his crimson Solar Spirit gradually becoming encased in a delicate layer of ice crystals.
He leveraged this to withstand the relentless force tugging at the spiritual sense of the Primal Blood, battling against the deep black banner.
"You should be well aware of what I possess."
The entity possessing Tan Xiaotian let out a cold laugh, his gaze turning mischievous.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Above his head, one dark Evil God after another materialized, as if stepping across swathes of blackened sky.
"In the Abyss, a Shadow Lord once grew powerful through my strength. I had inhabited the Shadow Lord and took part in the ambush against you. Have you forgotten?"
He recounted a tale long buried by time.
