C2126 Return!
Yu Yuan's arm, capable of growing at will, reached out toward the Wellspring of Creation like a tendril. It felt as though he was traversing multiple dimensions, encountering numerous impediments along the way.
He instantly realized that the Wellspring of Creation harbored a concealed power, enveloping a mass of bizarre, multicolored flesh and blood.
As his Solar Spirit arm attempted to touch this mass, he discovered numerous hidden seals layered above the Wellspring of Creation.
Yet, as he extended his arm inward, the formidable barriers he faced were easily surpassed.
He silently counted to himself: one layer, two layers, three layers... until he reached nine.
These nine layers of walls, akin to nine stacked dimensions, encircled and concealed the Wellspring of Creation, keeping the peculiar flesh and blood sealed within.
At last, his arm penetrated the nine spatial layers and arrived inside the Wellspring of Creation.
His pupils contracted as he witnessed an astonishing sight.
His arm, specifically his left palm, appeared minuscule, almost invisible, hovering above the colossal mass of flesh and blood within the Wellspring of Creation.
Within the Wellspring, his arm thinned to the fineness of a hair, his palm shrinking to the size of a sesame seed.
In comparison to the vast flesh and blood, his arm and palm were as insignificant as a grain of sand in the vast ocean.
Boom!
His consciousness surged into his palm, reaching the inner space of the Wellspring of Creation, where he discovered that the strange flesh and blood had magnified a millionfold.
In that instant, he grew wary.
The world he observed within the Wellspring of Creation had been diminished to an unfathomable degree. The pulsating mass of flesh and blood was, in reality, immensely larger than he could have ever imagined.
Perhaps, the entire Everlands paled in comparison to the size of this mass within the Wellspring of Creation.
With this realization, an ominous feeling washed over him.
His hand, the palm of his Solar Spirit, had already made contact with the vast and enigmatic mass of flesh and blood.
The sliver of consciousness he had projected inside vanished without a trace, along with the palm of his Solar Spirit.
It was as if a droplet of water had gently touched the surface of a pond, seamlessly merging without causing a single ripple.
A shiver ran down his spine.
This Solar Spirit Body, meticulously crafted by him, was also the epitome of Primal Blood's wisdom from another realm, possessing the complete life sequence of the Primal Blood.
The spiritual consciousness of the Primal Blood still resided within his Solar Spirit Body, marking him at his peak strength. Neither the Dark Anima possessing Tan Xiaotian nor the entity that had taken over the Undead Sovereign's body could contend with this Solar Spirit.
Yet, this Solar Spirit, wielding the might of a Sovereign, silently disintegrated upon contact with the mysterious mass of flesh and blood. The peculiar flesh within the Wellspring of Creation, having already lost numerous Life Seeds and seemingly pacified, remained inexplicably horrifying.
Narrowing his eyes for a closer look, he noticed his arm, as fine as a hair, dissolving incrementally into the vast mass of flesh and blood. The idea of withdrawing his arm surfaced, but he soon realized that the arm within the Wellspring of Creation was no longer under his control. While it was easy to penetrate the walls with his arm, extracting it proved to be an insurmountable challenge.
Suddenly, the long-still mass of flesh began to stir once more. It resembled a dormant dire beast that, upon detecting the scent of sweet flesh, turned vicious and wild. At the site where his palm had vanished, blood vessels burst forth from the mass like serpentine pythons.
The blood vessels in the Wellspring of Creation dwarfed his slowly vanishing, hair-thin arm. They erupted violently, lured by the scent of Primal Blood within his limb. With a series of swooshes, they clashed midair, savagely tearing at his arm. The spectacle resembled frenzied giant dragons vying for a tiny worm.
Yu Yuan, devoid of pain, could only watch as his arm, extended into the Wellspring of Creation, was engulfed by the tendrils of flesh and blood. With resounding bangs, the brutal tendrils lunged towards him from outside the Wellspring, relentlessly battering the nine layers of the wall, casting forth sprays of blood and flashes of lightning. Even through the barriers, Yu Yuan could sense the overwhelming ferocity and the ravenous hunger of the flesh and blood for his very being.
The tendrils of flesh that erupted from the bizarre mass lacked consciousness and spirit, yet they were rife with a voracious hunger for blood and flesh.
They repeatedly slammed against the walls, attempting to escape the Wellspring of Creation, but each attempt was thwarted by the barriers.
Layers of resplendent divine light burst forth within the walls, forming an enigmatic array that severed the connections of space and time, effectively trapping the tendrils within.
Amidst the dazzling radiance, Yu Yuan perceived a mysterious rule that felt oddly familiar, despite its foreignness.
This peculiar rule seemed to originate from the now-destroyed Abyss of Truth, a profound secret once fostered in the desolate depths of the Abyss.
Yu Yuan paused, momentarily taken aback.
Whoosh!
Guided by the Primal Blood's spiritual sense, his severed arm began channeling the vital energy hidden deep within the Primal Blood Continent. Red crystal-like bones sprouted anew, followed by the rapid growth of flesh.
For someone of his supreme stature, reconstructing flesh and regenerating limbs was no daunting task.
He had merely lost a fraction of his flesh and blood power.
He felt no pain, nor did he mourn the lost power. Instead, his curiosity was piqued by the enigmatic flesh and the nine-layered wall that contained it.
"Don't probe any further."
The Primal Blood's spiritual sense echoed within him, tinged with a hint of alarm.
"There's a tainted power, belonging to another of my kind. This entity seems mightier than both myself and the one in the Wasteland. We must first understand the Life Seeds before we can absorb and refine that mass of flesh and blood."
As the Primal Blood communicated, Yu Yuan's hand had already been fully regenerated, with his palm swiftly refining itself.
The Wellspring of Creation continued to confine the mass, forbidding its release.
Yu Yuan felt a sudden chill of apprehension.
If the formidable flesh and blood warriors from the outside were influenced by the mass, they might penetrate the nine layers of the wall.
The wall's sealing force appeared to impose little restriction on those entering, as evidenced by his own ease at extending an arm into it.
If the Secular Bird Queen, Ann Ziqing, Taixu, or others were to be twisted in their spiritual wisdom by the mass, they could breach the unhealed rift and invade.
What fate awaited them if they were to fall into the Wellspring of Creation and come into contact with this peculiar mass of flesh and blood?
Even the arm of his supreme Solar Spirit had been dissolved. Chen Qinghuang, Ann Ziqing, and the Abyssal Leviathan would surely dissolve even more rapidly, becoming part of the energy within the mass.
Yu Yuan's brow furrowed as he pondered whether this mass of flesh and blood was amassing vital energy in such a manner.
At that moment, he noticed the Dark Anima, which had taken over Tan Xiaotian, was still casting glances at his Solar Spirit and his actions, even as it was bombarded by his true form.
The expression on the Dark Anima's face was chilling, almost as if it were mocking him.
"It dares to abandon the Wellspring of Creation because it knows your Solar Spirit cannot process that mass of flesh and blood. Not just you, but currently, there's no creature in existence capable of refining it without first unraveling its mysteries."
The Dark Anima possessing Tan Xiaotian couldn't resist taunting him.
"Seize the Wellspring of Creation."
The Primal Blood within Yu Yuan conveyed a lucid spiritual sense, "We must take it to the Frostlands. There, we need to first decipher the secrets of the Life Seeds."
"We should depart now, before it returns."
"Agreed."
Following their brief communication, Yu Yuan dismissed the Dark Anima's sneers.
The crimson canopy that veiled the Genesis Continent soared out like a tapestry, shrinking slightly before settling beneath the Wellspring of Creation, cradling the enigmatic basin.
Both he and the Primal Blood inside him were exceedingly cautious, wary that the bizarre mass of flesh and blood might break free from the Wellspring's Nine Layers Seal.
Should any part of that mass escape, the vital energy contained within the crimson canopy could be drained away in an instant.
Thankfully, the Nine Layers Seal enveloping the mass remained steadfast, containing the tumultuous tendrils of flesh, preventing any from breaking free.
