C2187 The Two Regions Were Connected

At this moment, the Phoenix Shrine was nowhere to be seen in the purple depths, and neither Yuan Lianyao nor Yu Zhu were in sight.

Zhiya arrived alone, dragging the skeletal remains of two Beast Gods behind her.

Seated in a simple chair, her posture rigid, she exuded a terrifying presence that could intimidate beings from two realms, causing all the Beast Gods to quiver in fear.

As the purple sea surged past the stars held by the Beast Gods, those above dared not even draw breath.

The fear the Wasteland Beast Gods harbored for Zhiya surpassed even that for Yu Yuan.

When her spacious chair came to a halt, Zhiya, with her strikingly beautiful features sharp as a frosty blade, did not spare Yu Yuan's massive Solar Spirit a glance.

Her gaze was fixed on Yuan Le and the Beast God Temple at his feet.

"As the ruler of the Wasteland and the King of all Beast Gods, you've been wounded by her, and yet her death force remains unerased." As she drew nearer, Zhiya detected a lingering death aura deep within Yuan Le's skeletal remains.

A mocking, cold smile played at the corners of her mouth. "Yuan Le, have you still not dealt with her?"

With a tear, the last of the blood-colored lightning in the void was on the verge of vanishing into Yu Yuan's Solar Spirit.

Yuan Le, having regained his composure, suppressed the rage within him as he watched the Dark Phoenix Zhiya's abrupt appearance. He then turned to observe Yu Yuan, who disregarded Chen Qinghuang's fate to seize the unclaimed Secrets of Life.

Yuan Le had a suspicion that the Dark Phoenix Zhiya's visit was making it easier for Yu Yuan to capture the blood-colored lightning.

"What's the matter? You can't produce her body?"

Zhiya arched an eyebrow when Yuan Le remained silent after a moment. Her slender, alabaster hands tightened slightly.

It felt as though she could shatter the cosmos itself with her grip.

With two resounding thuds, a pair of vibrant beast hearts burst, their dense vital energy mingling instantly with globules of life dew.

She licked her lips, her eyes brimming with a chilling blend of insanity and cruelty. "Then don't blame me for not being polite."

She feigned a devouring motion.

Yuan Le's brow furrowed. "You think you can dissolve the life dew I've refined?"

Beneath him, the Beast God Temple erupted in layers of blood-red halos. A blood-colored sun materialized, its essence pulling at the life dew.

In Zhiya's grasp, two orbs of life dew, like wild horses suddenly spurred, yearned to bolt toward the Beast God Temple.

Within the temple, two Blood Pools lay in wait, ready to embrace the incoming life dew.

Creak!

A massive stone door swung open before Zhiya.

Yu Yuan narrowed his eyes. Beside the imposing door, he conjured several bloody tempests, within which a "bloody eye" formed, attempting to peer through the stone barrier.

Regrettably, the view remained obscured, and the eye within the tempest was effortlessly obliterated by Yuan Le with a mere gesture.

"He managed to consume within the Origin Realm, so naturally, I can do the same," Zhiya declared icily.

The 'he' Dark Phoenix referred to was Yu Yuan, and it was his real body, not his Solar Spirit, that had previously absorbed the life dew.

Few were privy to this fact, and it was unexpected that Dark Phoenix was among them.

She deliberately avoided looking at Yu Yuan, ignoring him completely, yet she spoke of him, leaving Yuan Le fraught with concern. He couldn't shake the feeling that these two anomalies, both hailing from the Everlands, might at any moment choose to unite.

Should they join forces, even within the Peak of Creation, Yuan Le would be plagued with unease.

The absence of Dark Phoenix's Phoenix Shrine indicated her ability to depart at will, instantly teleporting to her sanctuary, making it nearly impossible to detain her.

Navigating freely between the Phoenix Shrines of the Wasteland and the Origin Realm, Dark Phoenix's mastery of her enigmatic blood powers had proven to be a complex riddle. Yuan Le, having clashed with her on several occasions, had only managed to gain the upper hand.

To date, he lacked the assurance that he could vanquish Dark Phoenix without incurring severe losses.

With a hiss, as Yuan Le wavered, the final streak of blood-red lightning vanished into Yu Yuan's Solar Spirit.

The Primal Blood of this realm had elevated Yuan Le to the life sequence of the Lord of Ruin, yet it was Yu Yuan who had successfully claimed it, now only requiring time to fully comprehend its depths.

His mission in the Wasteland was now complete. By all accounts, it was time for him to depart.

Naturally, he intended to take the Wellspring of Creation with him.

So, he kept an eye on the Beast God Temple's activities, while also monitoring Yuan Le and Zhiya of the Dark Phoenix, occasionally focusing intently on the Wellspring of Creation as it descended into the bowels of the mountain.

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In the Abyss of Truth.

On the Dragon Slaying Stage, now devoid of spiritual energy, Yu Yiyi, Ballo, Brie, and Qi Yunhong gazed upwards. The nine layers of the resplendent sealing wall were distinctly visible to them. They could see Yu Yuan at the nearest seal, under assault by numerous cosmic forces.

They could also discern in the deepest layer of darkness, the Demon God Bertain and Lin Daoke of the Sword Sect, joining forces.

The vast lands of the Genesis Continent, chunks plummeting from the heavens, settled onto the sealing wall, unable to descend into the Abyss.

The cacophony from the plant spirit and the Thunder Spirit was inaudible to Yu Yiyi and the two formidable Otherkin, but Qi Yunhong was nearly at his wit's end.

"Enough with the noise!"

Qi Yunhong alighted on a withered leaf of the Tree of Life, clutching his head as he bellowed, "You can't break the seal, nor dare to confront Him directly, so what's the use of all this clamor?"

The two Primal Animas fell silent.

After a moment, the piercing screech of the Tree of Life resonated in Qi Yunhong's mind and simultaneously in the Soul Altar within Yu Yuan's sea of consciousness.

"An outside plant spirit is attempting to penetrate the seal's power to grasp the essence of plant magic within the wall!"

"I cannot see who it is, but it must have evolved from my Tree of Life!"

"It's the Uxthar Tree you speak of!"

The Tree of Life's outcry reverberated through Yu Yuan's Soul Altar.

Within the sealed confines of the Abyss.

Above Yu Yuan's real body, the celestial bodies shone, while his mind was filled with the sound of a deep blue sea. His limbs were entwined with sturdy vines, and he was subjected to a gravitational force ten thousand times stronger than normal.

His consciousness was foggy, and his body struggled to move. The only sounds he could discern were the cacophony of the plant spirit and the Thunder Spirit.

Above his head, the celestial array of the sun, moon, and stars floated like bright eyes, piercing into the depths of his sea of consciousness, into the Cosmic Order within his Soul Altar.

He was aware that the Primal Anima he had gathered and inscribed upon the Soul Altar was being drawn into the nine-layered wall.

Time became indistinct.

Suddenly, the fog in his mind lifted slightly as the pressure eased, and the number of stars overhead began to dwindle.

Through several layers of the sealed wall, as if through worlds apart, he saw the Great Demon God Bertain and the Sword Sect's Master, Lin Daoke, both trapped as he was.

Golden mountains, a galaxy formed by the sun, moon, and stars, along with lakes and lands, were all obstructed by Bertain and Lin Daoke's walls.

The Tree of Life's cries also grew clearer.

"If the aura of the Uxthar Tree and that mountain has suddenly penetrated the Wasteland, what does that imply?" Yu Yuan pondered, his mind racing until he realized that the Solar Spirit he had brought into the Wasteland must have successfully reached the star-encircled peak.

Within that mountain lay the Wasteland's Primal Blood, Mother Earth, the Spirit of Light, and the Uxthar Tree.

Could it be that these mighty Primal Animas were also attempting to break through the nine layers of seals?

Yu Yuan, feeling the pressure subside, was invigorated.

The enigmatic wall, at this very moment, was under siege, being dismantled by the collective might of the Origin Realm's and the Wasteland's most eminent beings. The Demon God Bertain, the Sword Sect's Master Lin Daoke, along with the Wasteland's formidable Primal Animas, were all contributing their strength to alleviate his burden.

The forces left by the eight perished Primal Animas of the Abyss of Truth were struggling to fend off the incursion of the two worlds' mightiest.

Should that individual focus all their energy on scouring the Primal Anima secrets from his Soul Altar, they would be unable to fully prevent Bertain and Lin Daoke's advance.

Yuan Le and Sekou, the Wasteland's powerful Primal Animas, also had to divide their focus to manage this unfolding challenge.

"Yu Yuan, I've made a discovery!" The voice of the Tree of Life resonated from the Abyss of Truth, reverberating through his mindscape. "Any Primal Anima that attempts to grasp the power sealed within the nine layers of the barrier will, without realizing it, have their mastery of the intricate cosmic order imprinted upon them. The Uxthar Tree, born of my essence, and your Soul Altar corresponding to my stage, are beginning to manifest within the barrier."

"The plant magic I innately understood has transformed into the wooden strength of the ninth layer, reinforcing the seal!"

"Moreover, the essence of thunder is on the verge of emerging within the seal. You must be vigilant!"

"The thunder targets your Soul Altar, with that particular layer being imprinted!"

"…"

The Tree of Life exclaimed, warning Yu Yuan to stay alert. In his urgency, he seemed to overlook the lingering power of the Primal Soul within the nine-layered seal.

"Yu Yuan!" A crisp voice suddenly pierced through the Mindscape of Yu Yuan's real body, associated with the stage of light magic. "Why are you still within the barrier of the Wellspring of Creation? Wasn't your Solar Spirit Body conversing with Yuan Le at the mountain summit?"

The Light Spirit, though unsure of its own location, detected Yu Yuan's Soul Altar and inquired, "I can't see you in the Wellspring of Creation, nor can I pinpoint your whereabouts. I can only sense the layer that resonates with me. Is that your true self?"

Startled, Yu Yuan responded, "Please, tell me what's currently unfolding in the Wasteland?"

"You're unaware?"

"My soul's connection to the Solar Spirit has severed. We're in separate worlds now!"

"You came bearing the Wellspring of Creation, seeking a share of the Wasteland's Primal Blood. It bestowed upon Yuan Le the Secrets of Life. It attempted to bestow its spiritual essence upon you, but alas, it failed..."

The Light Spirit relayed the events of the Wasteland to Yu Yuan.

In the silence of the nine-layered seal, Yu Yuan pondered for a moment before speaking. "Find a way to inform the Solar Spirit in the Wasteland that I've plummeted into the Abyss beneath the endless darkness. I've been ensnared there for quite some time, struggling to shatter the nine-layered barrier and escape. The barrier beneath the darkness is intertwined with the Wellspring of Creation's presence!"

The Light Spirit was left speechless upon hearing the news.

Awakened to a complex array of emotions, it was deeply shaken by the revelations from Yu Yuan. It took some time for the spirit to compose itself.

Eventually, it spoke, "You possess a Soul Altar within your Mindscape, through which I can communicate directly with your real body, undetected by others. However, in the Wasteland, especially near the Peak of Creation, I can't evade other Primal Animas to converse with your Solar Spirit."

"The moment I divulge this information, the Primal Blood within the mountain's heart will be alerted, and Mother Earth will perceive it as well."

The spirit was clearly troubled.

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