C2181 In the Depths of the Desolate Realm

Enshrouded in darkness, the Great Demon God Beilstein stood clad in thick copper armor, his purple crystal-like form shimmering with an inner light.

This sacred domain had no effect on him. His Demonic Pupil allowed him to discern the landscape veiled in shadow.

The omnipresent pure soul energy was drawn into his body upon his arrival.

Having ascended to the Eleventh Level Supreme Dao of the soul, he had crafted a Demonic Body through Yu Yuan's method of forging the Soul Altar, making him as comfortable here as a fish in water.

Without the Origin Soul of the abyss present, he was the uncontested ruler of this realm, unafraid of the Darkness Origin Spirit.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Beilstein's Demonic Pupil gleamed, casting two beams of purple soul energy that struck the dazzling sealed area below.

At the barrier's surface, a cascade of sparks erupted, revealing stars that burst forth one by one, with the sun and moon coalescing abruptly.

"The seal's power has significantly weakened."

Beilstein nodded, unsurprised, and remarked, "His power is focused on dismantling Yu Yuan's seven-tiered Soul Altar. Now is the opportune moment for me to break through."

From the depths of the darkness, he had observed Yu Yuan's current plight.

He anticipated that the Origin Soul of the abyss sought to strip Yu Yuan of his seven-tiered Soul Altar, prompting his return to intervene.

Lin Daoke, a man of few words, was garbed in plain green attire, his hands empty.

Recently, Lin Daoke had traversed numerous galaxies within the Origin Realm, bearing witness to the Evil God, Devaputra, and Protoss joining forces to exterminate the formidable beings of other races.

Subsequently, the Evil God vanished, and lands from the Abyss encroached upon the Origin Realm, inciting chaos.

By happenstance, he encountered Zhong Chichen, who guided him to the Cold Domain, where he reunited with the familiar Demon Lord Tan Xiaotian, as well as Beilstein, returned from another dark domain.

Beilstein extended an invitation to him, proposing a journey to explore the true Abyss. After a moment's hesitation, Lin Daoke followed.

Now, he hovered above the Creation Continent, his brow furrowed as he watched grotesque dark creatures surge from the pitch-black crystal face, slaughtering members of the Abyss Tribe across the sixty-four lands.

The Abyss Tribe, feeble and vulnerable, was being torn apart and devoured by dark creatures in a manner even more savage and cruel than the Evil God slaughtering warriors from the alien races.

Lin Daoke's face twisted in revulsion. Such scenes of bullying the weak, no matter where they occurred, always made him feel sick to his stomach.

Beilstein, however, turned a blind eye, showing no reaction to the dark creatures' brutal acts.

"In the vast starfields of the Origin Realm, our human race, along with you Devaputras and the Abyss Tribe, continue to encroach upon the territories of alien races," Lin Daoke said icily. He then formed a sword with his fingers and swiftly slashed it through the air above Creation Land.

With a tearing sound, a brilliant sword light cut through the darkness, and the profound truths of the supreme sword Dao coalesced into a sphere of light above the dark crystal face.

The dark creatures that emerged were instantly vanquished by the sword light as soon as they appeared.

"The alien races regard you as their spiritual pillar, and you've led them in battles across the Vast Expanse for many years. Yet now, you seem indifferent to their fate."

Lin Daoke's finger-sword struck towards the pitch-black crystal face, the dazzling sword light flashing like a thick bolt of lightning.

Sensing danger, the crystal face plunged into the depths of Creation Land just as the sword light struck.

The sword light advanced, causing a tremendous disturbance deep underground.

"Without Tan Xiaotian entering, the Darkness Origin Spirit lacks a vessel to inhabit and poses no threat," Lin Daoke declared.

After a few moments, calm returned to the underground, and the sword light Lin Daoke had released subsided. He then remarked dispassionately, "Beneath this continent lies a realm of wonders."

The sword light, once capable of slaying gods and demons, was now being eroded by the subterranean forces.

"There's no need to concern yourself with these dark demons or their slaughter of the Abyss Tribe; such is their method of evolution. Lin, like you, those of our human race have long been guided away by Ji Hui from the seventh stratum of the land. The fate of those lowly and mindless Abyss Tribe members is irrelevant to you. When did you become so merciful?" Beilstein inquired, perplexed.

Lin Daoke paused before responding, "Across the various starfields of the Origin Realm, even the warriors who once pledged undying loyalty to you and revered you as their deity and faith are being massacred."

Beilstein's brow furrowed slightly as he was reminded of Yu Yuan's cautionary words. He had been warned to be vigilant after refining his demonic form, to avoid becoming as desensitized as the Origin Spirit, and to prevent the erosion of his emotions and humanity.

"I'll lead the way."

In Lin Daoke's grasp, the Divine Sword materialized—his Yang God Sword.

He allowed Beilstein a moment to contemplate before wielding the sword to penetrate the first barrier. He cut through the Gold Mountain as easily as if it were made of air, shattered stars, and even cleaved through the sun and moon.

With the Yang God Sword in hand, Lin Daoke swiftly breached the first barrier and proceeded to the second, then on to the third.

No obstacle could withstand the Divine Sword's might—not the Dao patterns, nor the lingering power of the Origin Spirit, nor the celestial bodies.

Upon reaching the third barrier, a majestic golden mountain loomed before him.

Lin Daoke repeated his tactic, striking with his sword once more.

The smooth golden surface of the mountain revealed the sun, moon, and stars. The Dao patterns left by the Gold Origin Spirit, reinforced by these celestial bodies, rendered the golden mountain immovable.

The Divine Sword's light cleaved through, its radiance exploding upon the mountain's face like a rain of sword beams.

Lin Daoke found his path forward obstructed.

He furrowed his brow in thought, finding the situation somewhat challenging.

It was then that the Great Demon God Beilstein arrived, declaring, "Young Lin, the seal's power is considerably weaker now than when I first encountered it. Most of the nine layers of seals are preoccupied with Yu Yuan on the other side. That's the only reason you've made it this far with such ease."

At these words, Lin Daoke's eyebrows shot up in annoyance. "What are you implying?"

"Had Yu Yuan not been trapped, you would have made it to the second layer at best, not the third," Beilstein stated bluntly, unafraid of ruffling feathers. He continued with a smile, "Let me handle the Golden Mountain that's begun to integrate with the true essence of the Origin Spirit."

Beilstein's body, reminiscent of purple crystal, slightly contracted before being fully encased in armor forged by the Heaven and Earth Furnace.

From deep within the Demonic Marks etched on the armor's surface, the cries of countless demons echoed. Beilstein's myriad thoughts emerged within his demonic form, as if unlocking numerous mystical realms of fortune.

Boom!

Gold Mountain, etched with the sun, moon, and stars, collapsed under the wails of a myriad of demons, its essence shattered.

"Let's move on to the next level."

Beilstein confidently stepped into the fourth level.

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In the Desolate Realm, Creation Peak stood majestically.

Gargantuan stars orbited the immense mountain, creating an expansive Starfield within the Desolate Realm's void, brimming with unfathomable mysteries.

The star-studded terrain near the mountain teemed with countless alien beasts, their roars a constant echo.

Atop the flat summit, the Beast Temple, symbolizing the pinnacle of power in the Desolate Realm, was perched, a site longed for by all alien beasts.

The Hannya Divine Tree, rooted on this vibrant peak, boasted lush foliage of emerald green, radiating divine light and vigorous essence.

Having chosen to root itself in the Desolate Realm, the Hannya Divine Tree's growth was astonishing, as if undergoing a metamorphosis.

Beneath the sprawling canopy of the divine tree, a multitude of flowers bloomed, their scent from numerous exotic spiritual herbs intoxicating.

"Can you truly not sense the Secular Bird Queen's whereabouts?"

The Black Goat Beast God, transformed into a stunning woman in a black dress, gazed up at the Hannya Divine Tree, her eyes icy: "Back in the Origin Realm, you and she were united, allies for many years! I refuse to believe that, with her emergence in the Desolate Realm, you can't detect her movements and precise location!"

"You've become much more powerful than before!"

The Black Goat was nearly bellowing.

Her tribe, stationed at the Starry Border, kept vigilant watch over the Origin Realm and was the first to face the Secular Bird Queen's carnage.

The Secular Bird, synonymous with death after a spree of killings, seemed to have mastered the art of Spacetime Transformation, becoming elusive and unpredictable.

Yuan Li was not the only one who couldn't find her; even the Origin Blood within Creation Peak failed to sense the Secular Bird's presence.

The Black Goat, frantic with urgency, sought out the Hannya Divine Tree, hoping it could shed some light on the situation.

"She has changed; she bears no life force. If Yuan Li can't find her, neither can I."

The branches and leaves of the divine tree rustled, signaling its response.

"This is really troublesome."

Beneath the same divine tree, the guileless Earth Bear, Sekou, had transformed into a massive man with a broad and thick physique.

Empowered by Mother Earth, this bear, now an Eleventh Level Supreme Being, spoke in a deep, resonant voice, "If we can't find that Secular Bird and she continues to spread death, the entire Desolate Realm's galaxies will be destroyed."

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a Shrouded Tower sliced through the sky and hovered in front of the Beast Temple, capturing the gaze of all the Beast Gods.

"Yu Yuan from the Origin Realm!"

"Like our king, he has been favored by the Origin Blood of another realm, granted the complete life sequence of a realm!"

"What brings him here?"

It wasn't only at the summit of Creation Peak; the arrival of Yu Yuan also stirred the powerful Beast Gods perched on the neighboring colossal stars.

Many Beast Gods regarded Yu Yuan with a mix of deep-seated hatred and well-concealed fear.

Some had been slain by Yu Yuan, their memories vivid with the imagery of their own demise, leaving an indelible mark on their recollections of him.

Even after being resurrected by Yuan Li, it was hard for the Beast Gods to shake off the memory of their own deaths.

Yu Yuan, stepping off the Shrouded Tower and onto the Creation Pool, focused intently on its surface, where he could clearly see the nine layers of a resplendent sealing barrier.

These seals, which should not be visible without external force, remained brilliantly clear.

Occasionally, tiny flickers of light would emerge within the barrier, with the sun, moon, and stars twinkling.

This was illogical.

Yu Yuan suspected that the nine-layered barrier, encasing the peculiar flesh and blood, was under attack by some force, which was why the barrier remained persistently visible.

Yet, despite repeated scrutiny, he found no evidence of any force assailing the nine layers.

What astonished him further was the behavior of the flesh and blood within the barrier. It would emit distorted waves whenever it sensed the overwhelming blood energy from the outside, yet it appeared remarkably subdued.

Unaffected by the vibrations of the flesh, the Old Ape oversaw the Creation Pool's arrival at Creation Peak. In this vast expanse of a blood-red sea, the enigmatic mass of flesh also remained tranquil.

"It's a relief that everything remained quiet and calm."

Yu Yuan let out a silent sigh of relief. He had been genuinely concerned that the peculiar mass of flesh might suddenly stir, leading to the Beast Gods losing control and descending into madness. If they were all to perish in the Creation Pool so swiftly, it would pose a serious challenge for both him and the Origin Blood to address.

"Yu Yuan!"

"Yu Yuan!"

"Yu Yuan!"

The messages from the Light Origin Spirit, Mother Earth, and the Hannya Divine Tree all converged upon him simultaneously.

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