C2174 Not Even Bones Were Left
The Astral Tiger of the Everlands was a sight to behold, its surprise mingled with delight.
Despite being covered in scars, its fighting spirit was undiminished. In its tiger eyes, streaks of silver lightning flickered like sharp blades ready to pierce the heavens, seemingly poised to strike at any moment.
When the Astral Tiger paused, the cosmic energy of the Wasteland, rich with vital energy, rushed toward its wounds.
New tissues of flesh and blood visibly formed within the torn flesh, stitching together the gashes as if by an invisible hand, aiding in its recovery.
The tiger's remarkable self-healing ability, combined with the cosmic energy of the Wasteland, enabled it to rapidly mend.
In its true Dark Deity form, it towered like a mountain, each hair on its body as straight and gleaming as silver needles, reflecting a cold, metallic luster.
Some of these razor-sharp hairs were smeared with the remnants of flesh and bone, likely from those it had battled.
Beneath its massive form, the white clouds, a manifestation of the slain vitality, emitted a grinding noise.
Yu Yuan narrowed his eyes and observed numerous chunks of flesh and bone being sliced within the clouds by unseen blades.
The Astral Tiger's path of slaughter was brutally enacted within the clouds, transforming into sharp, sawtooth steel blades that cleaved through the carcasses of the alien beasts.
The loyal alien beasts of Yuan Le, the Lord of Ruin, were dismembered, their dark, bloodied chunks tossed from the clouds, exuding a pungent, toxic odor.
These pieces, from venomous pythons and giant scorpions, were not wholly consumed by the Astral Tiger, which instead selected only the edible parts.
"Who is pursuing you?" Yu Yuan asked, his presence as immovable as a mountain, anchoring the Wellspring of Creation in stillness.
"The three Beast Gods who sought to trade lives with me," the Astral Tiger replied, licking the blood from its teeth. It showed no inclination to assume human form, and as it spoke, the blood in its mouth seethed: "The Beast Gods that perish can be revived by the Beast God Temple. I'm not foolish enough to trade lives with them."
Yu Yuan was dumbfounded. He had not anticipated that the valiant and war-loving Moonfang Tiger would opt for retreat and self-preservation.
Beneath his feet, the "Wellspring of Creation" sensed the blood and its tendrils thrashed against the wall.
The multicolored, bizarre flesh writhed slowly, emitting waves of potent, twisted vitality.
The toxic flesh discarded by the Astral Tiger was the first to be drawn in, instantly soaring toward the "Wellspring of Creation." It passed through the nine layers of the wall and entered the microcosm within.
Inside the "Wellspring of Creation," the enormous chunks of flesh were minuscule, barely visible without close scrutiny.
"Ugh!"
The Astral Tiger, too, was swayed by the corrupting force within the flesh, losing control of its spiritual wisdom, its pupils ablaze with insatiable greed.
It let out a low growl and, stepping on billowing clouds, made a beeline for the "Wellspring of Creation."
Yu Yuan sensed trouble. He spread his palm, and a blood-red wall materialized in the void, blocking the Astral Tiger and the clouds beneath it.
Within the wall, the infinite cosmic order transformed into a dense network of bloodline chains, weaving together an impregnable magic circle.
Earth, refined iron, solid ice, and platinum materialized within the blood-red barrier, continually fortifying the magic circle, rendering the Astral Tiger incapable of passage or of breaking through.
At the eleventh level, a Solar Spirit could manipulate the cosmic energy of the Wasteland to materialize objects with a mere thought.
The Secrets of Life and Bloodline Revelation Yu Yuan had mastered could morph into anything in the universe, including Divine Weapons.
In the Wasteland, his Solar Spirit's power surpassed that within the Origin Realm!
Rip! Sizzle!
Deep within the cloud, the serrated steel blade, forged by the Astral Tiger's lethal force, struck at the blood-colored wall.
The barrier remained intact.
"Astral Tiger!"
From afar, an alien beast bellowed in the ancient tongue of evilkind, charging through the void wrapped in a blood-red cloud.
A colossal blood-boned elephant, its feet set upon a platinum meteorite, glared with eyes ablaze with murderous intent—a tenth-level Beast God.
Another creature, a Golden Patterned Leopard, had its body's golden lines sparking into bolts of lightning. It seemed to surge toward them from a sea of golden electricity.
Another hyena, its mouth a gruesome mix of blood and flesh, was slowly chewing on broken bones and chunks of meat.
These remains, torn from the body of the Astral Tiger, were consumed with a deliberate slowness, the hyena's eyes gleaming with a mix of cruelty and desperation.
The Blood Bone Elephant, the Golden Patterned Leopard, and the hyena were all tenth-level Beast Gods, each bearing numerous wounds. Yet, they fought fearlessly, bolstered by the lifeblood stored for them in Yuan Le's Beast God Temple.
Even in death, as long as they could prove their full effort and effectiveness, Yuan Le had the power to resurrect them.
Boom!
The Wellspring of Creation, with the arrival of these three Beast Gods, emitted even more astonishing waves of energy.
Affected by the remnants of the Primal Blood of the Abyss, the three Beast Gods' eyes shone with the same greedy light as the Astral Tiger. They beheld the mass of flesh and blood as if it were the most exquisite delicacy in existence, their mouths drooling thick saliva as they charged forward with ferocity.
Yu Yuan did not intervene.
Thus, the three Beast Gods easily breached the nine layers of the wall and entered the Wellspring of Creation, shrinking to the size of a finger as they transformed into miniature alien beasts.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
Numerous sinewy tendrils shot out from the mass of eerie flesh, fighting each other in mid-air. Some burst into a mist of blood, while others, broken, retracted back into the mass.
The most resilient tendrils impaled the bodies of the three miniaturized Beast Gods.
In an instant, the three Wasteland Beast Gods that had invaded the Wellspring of Creation were devoured, leaving not even a trace of bone behind.
The now engorged tendrils, still savoring the taste of their feast, continued to pound against the wall.
They seemed to sense that the Astral Tiger, too, was twisted by the influence and would soon enter the Wellspring of Creation to become their next meal.
Yu Yuan, having witnessed the entire scene, felt a chill run down his spine.
The three Beast Gods of the Wasteland, lured by the promise of supreme delicacies within the Wellspring of Creation, had instead become prey to the voracious tendrils.
The Beast Gods were utterly powerless to resist.
As the three Beast Gods vanished, in their place within the undulating, bizarre flesh, three minuscule Life Seeds emerged, encapsulating the marvels of the Beast God lineage.
Roar!
The Astral Tiger, as imposing as a mountain, let out a low roar as it repeatedly charged the blood-red wall.
The irrational Astral Tiger failed to consider circumventing the barrier. It firmly believed that once it broke through the blood-red wall, it would savor the delectable feast it so craved.
The wall, as solid as a fortress, continuously thwarted the Astral Tiger, blocking its path and draining both its strength and patience.
Time passed.
When the Astral Tiger had not entered for an extended period, the strange flesh within the Wellspring of Creation gradually settled down once more, and the sinew reluctantly retracted back into the mass.
The battered Astral Tiger slowly regained his senses and his spiritual wisdom.
"What in the world is that terrifying thing in the pool?!"
The Astral Tiger exclaimed in horror.
He recalled the events that had unfolded. Even as his spiritual wisdom waned, he had witnessed the fate of the three Beast Gods, and now he was overtaken by a sense of dread.
The three Beast Gods, each as massive as he, were reduced to mere finger-sized morsels in the Wellspring of Creation, swiftly and utterly consumed by the savage tendrils.
Not a trace of bone remained.
Had Yu Yuan not intervened, he too would have blindly entered the pool in his frenzied state and met the same grim fate.
"It's capable of devouring the flesh and blood of all Beast Gods."
Yu Yuan offered an explanation but withheld the details, "I've come to the Wasteland in search of that towering mountain and the Primal Blood it harbors. I seek to request something from it."
Whoosh!
The overwhelming vital energy dissipated into a white cloud and vanished from the Astral Tiger's form.
The Astral Tiger shifted shape, transforming into a burly human man, and marveled, "Yu Yuan, you've brought such a fearsome entity to the Wasteland. Are you intent on ending Yuan Le?"
"Moreover, this creation of yours... I sense it has a potent allure to the Primal Blood of this realm. Are you offering this mass of flesh and blood as a gift to the Primal Blood, in exchange for what you seek?"
"No," Yu Yuan replied, shaking his head.
"I can lead you to that mountain. I'm eager to see the Beast Gods loyal to Yuan Le, one after another, hurl themselves into the pool!" The Astral Tiger bared a wicked smile.
"..."
