C2180 His Plan!

Yu Yuan gazed at Creation Land, his mind awash with thoughts as powerful as the tide. He sensed a profound connection between himself and this vast continent that concealed the Chaos Djinn.

"A landmass larger than Tia Main Planet!"

Barol of the Star Race was astounded by the expanse beneath the darkness, exclaiming, "Could it possibly shatter the nine seals and plummet into the abyss?"

"Quit fantasizing. It contains the Darkness Origin Spirit!"

Qi Yunhong, privy to the truth, mercilessly shattered Barol's fanciful notions, speaking gravely, "In the beginning, even the Origin Soul of the Abyss resided in the deepest reaches of this continent, eternally bound to the darkness."

Barol and Brie's faces paled instantly.

Having never ventured into the seven layers of the abyss or the ultimate realms of darkness, they were unaware of the true significance of Creation Land.

Boom!

Creation Land trembled violently. The continent, meant to rest at the very bottom of the abyss, now fell from the heavens, landing either upon Creation Land itself or in some other dark recess.

"What else is there?"

Yu Yiyi was equally astonished by the spectacle unfolding above.

Smaller fragments of land cascaded from Creation Land, appearing within the sky's first barrier, visible to all.

The violent and chaotic energy that should have pervaded the upper seven layers of the abyss followed suit, descending.

Whoosh!

The chasm that once housed the Evil God Temple now exposed an immense obsidian crystal face. This crystal face, a relic from Yu Yuan's time as the Abyss Lord, bore the indelible mark of dark truths.

Following his demise, the Darkness Origin Spirit seized this artifact, dragging it beneath Creation Land.

At present, hordes of nascent Darkness Devils surged from the dark domain within the crystal face, preying upon the Abyss Tribe from the lowest of the sixty-four lands, using them to bolster their strength.

The Darkness Devils ascended through this predatory evolution.

"There's a bloody hunt underway!"

Qi Yunhong bared his teeth in a grimace, catching glimpses of minuscule Darkness Devils launching assaults on the creatures above the land.

Yu Yuan's brow furrowed.

By the original covenant, he was to reign over the seven layers of the abyss.

Yet now, all six layers of the Void Abyss had been cast adrift, scattering across the vast expanses of the Origin Realm, where they vied for dominion with its inhabitants.

The lowest realms would forever remain untouched by light, with sixty-four continents shrouded in darkness, never breaking free to soar.

Instead, these lands plummeted further into the shadows.

The Abyss Tribe of the sixty-four continents appeared to have the tacit approval of the Darkness Origin Spirit, which allowed it to spawn demons within the eerie landscape of the crystal face.

In Creation Land, the newly emerged Darkness Devils were hideous and fierce, resembling reptiles and lizards, while others were akin to pythons and toads.

These freshly born Darkness Devils possessed extraordinary intelligence, fully awakened from the moment of their creation.

They were enshrouded in a thick, pure aura of Darkness Devil Power. In the Darkness World, sustained by a nearly inexhaustible supply of soul power, their spiritual strength was formidable.

Their only deficiency was a lack of flesh and blood, necessitating continuous evolution to refine their physical forms.

When the Darkness Origin Spirit fashioned them, the Origin Soul was also involved, bestowing upon them remarkable spiritual essence.

Yu Yuan, the true Abyss Lord, felt a resonance with Creation Land, unaffected by the nine layers of seals.

He was acutely aware of everything transpiring above, witnessing it all with clarity.

A profound melancholy weighed on his heart.

As numerous Darkness Devils emerged, preying on the beings of the sixty-four continents and swiftly advancing in their transformation, he sensed the demise of what was rightfully his.

As the Abyss Lord, ruler of the seven depths of the Abyss, he should have been the arbiter of life and death for all Abyssal beings, including the Evil Gods, not prey for the Demonic Mark's relentless hunt.

The Creation Continent trembled with a thunderous roar, as if calling out to him, urging him to shatter the nine seals and reclaim his place upon the earth.

"Yu Yuan, your face, your neck!" Qi Yunhong exclaimed in alarm.

A proliferation of dark spots emerged, the insidious touch of the Abyss Origin Soul at work, slowly gathering its strength from the shadows.

In the energy-deprived Abyss, Yu Yuan felt exhaustion creeping in, his vitality waning without replenishment.

Yet, he knew that if he could penetrate the nine layers of seals and set foot upon Creation Land, he could swiftly restore his energy amidst its dark embrace.

In this realm of darkness, beyond the pervasive gloom and boundless soul energy, lay a tumultuous and wild force awaiting him.

The depletion of his soul, along with the drain of his spiritual and life energies, would soon find swift renewal.

The nine-layered barrier contained the ultimate essences of the Origin Soul's Great Dao, including the sun, moon, stars, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. Moreover, it was under the direct control of the Origin Soul, making it nearly impossible for him to breach it.

"Master, I sense your strength is waning. Would you like to?"

Yu Yiyi's concerned voice reached him.

She was inquiring whether he wished to refine the Evil Cauldron, converting the more than one hundred thousand Evil Demons it contained into a surge of soul energy to replenish his own.

Yu Yuan shook his head, "I still have the Dragon Slash Platform at my disposal."

The Dragon Slash Platform, trampled by many, was rich with the dense spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Yu Yuan harnessed this energy first, channeling it into his body to combat the encroaching power of the Abyss Origin Soul.

The spiritual energy within the Dragon Slash Platform was rapidly depleted.

After some time, the platform retained only its hidden Dao Laws, its once abundant spiritual energy of heaven and earth now exhausted.

"Do you wish to refine the Evil Demon?"

Yu Yiyi asked once more, her tone steady.

The Evil Cauldron had advanced to the status of an Artifact, and she herself had ascended to the supreme realm, reducing her dependence on the cauldron.

Yet, if the Evil Demon within were to be transformed into Yu Yuan's strength and vanish, the cauldron would inevitably degrade.

The Ice Concubine, Black Woman, Yellow Light Demon, Nether Cat, and other sentient, formidable Evil Demons would be obliterated.

In Yu Yiyi's heart, the cauldron had long become an extension of herself, and those sentient, mighty Evil Demons were regarded as steadfast comrades in arms.

She was deeply reluctant to let them go.

Nevertheless, the relentless power eroding Yu Yuan was a war of attrition between him and the Abyss Origin Soul. In this true Abyss, Yu Yuan found himself with nowhere to hide.

Should Yu Yuan be drained of his power, she, along with Barol, Brie, and the Evil Demons within the cauldron, faced certain doom.

"I will attempt to break the seal."

Yu Yuan pondered for a long while. He was aware that it wasn't a wise choice and doubted he could succeed, yet he resolved to make the attempt.

He had no other choice.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth within the Dragon Slash Platform had been depleted. Should the Evil Cauldron be next, the evil demons would be refined into soul energy and vanish. What then?

Would he be forced to sacrifice Yu Yiyi, slay Barol and Brie, and annihilate Qi Yunhong and Jianmu?

His only option was to break the seal and escape this desolate Abyss. Only then could he hope to wield his peak power and continue the struggle against his adversary!

Whoosh!

Yu Yuan left the Dragon Slash Platform below and ascended with his true form. The seven-layered Soul Altar on his brow emerged, casting a dazzling array of light.

"It's futile. You can't shatter this nine-layered barrier. We've already tried and failed."

"Not even Beilstein could break through, and neither can you. Don't bother resisting."

"Don't be foolish and go there. Come back quickly."

The chattering of the Origin Spirits of Grass and Thunder could be heard once again from Yu Yuan's Soul Altar.

Within the Abyss World, the two Origin Spirits could sense their corresponding platforms within the Soul Altar, allowing them to forcibly communicate with Yu Yuan.

Boom!

Yu Yuan's true form burst into the first layer of the barrier, where he was greeted by a sky full of dazzling stars. An intensely bright sun and three full moons hovered before him.

Suddenly, an immense golden mountain plummeted from the heavens.

Before he could react, a force a thousandfold greater than gravity weighed upon him. The earth's control over gravity made even the slightest movement of his fingers a struggle.

Looking down, he noticed thick, thorny vines entwining his legs.

The thorns burrowed deep into his flesh, eliciting an involuntary cry of pain and a tingling sensation across his scalp.

Boom!

The golden mountain crashed down upon him, and his ascending body was struck a heavy blow within the first layer of the barrier.

The Gold Origin Spirit, the Earth Spirit, and the Great Dao of Grass all unleashed their power simultaneously.

"Unbind!"

The Soul Altar on his forehead whirred into action, and the grass laws he had mastered materialized on the verdant platform.

The vines entwined around his legs were swiftly unraveled by his efforts, filling him with elation.

Splash! Splash!

A vast blue ocean merged into his sea of consciousness, leaving him reeling, unable to discern any direction.

Before him, countless stars whirled, coalescing into a resplendent sea of stars that enveloped his head.

He looked up to behold a sea of stars brimming with infinite marvels, with a fierce sun and moons that shone like eyes, illuminating his soul and the Divine Altar.

His consciousness began to blur.

Amidst his disorientation, he heard the piercing cries of the Grass and Lightning Spirits.

"The nine layers of seals are stripping away the other Great Dao truths imprinted on your Soul Altar! That villain, that very villain, cast you into the abyss precisely to challenge the seals!"

"The moment you step in, the truths etched upon your Soul Altar will fuse with the seal!"

"It's too wicked! Too cunning, too vile!"

"Ice, light! Ah, the Thunder Laws I wield!"

"The strength of grass and wood I've grasped!"

The Grass and Lightning Origin Spirits howled in despair.

The two Origin Spirits below sensed that the Great Dao inherent to their being was being inscribed into the seal above, soon to become part of the nine-layered barrier.

"I knew something was amiss."

In the boundless darkness, the Great Demon God Beilstein, who had departed, and Lin Daoke, the Sword Sect Lord, emerged silently.

From their vantage point, they surveyed the variously sized lands and the distinctly visible Creation Land, gazing upon the nine-layered, dazzling seal.

"He intends to strip Yu Yuan of his mastery over the Origin Spirits and integrate the seven-tiered Soul Altar into the seal," Beilstein said with a cold laugh. After his initial assault failed, he had retreated to the Cold Domain, seemingly resigning himself to the fact that the seal was unbreakable, abandoning his persistent quest into the true Abyss.

Now, he had returned, accompanied by Lin Daoke.

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