C2190 It Revealed Its True Nature!

Yuan Le remained still, his gaze fixed on the Beast God Temple, his back to the deep purple sea where Zhiya resided. He watched Yu Yuan intently and said, "You should be more eager than I am."

Yu Yuan's brow furrowed as he replied, "I'm desperate to know her whereabouts."

"She's still alive," Yuan Le assured him, his eyes gleaming with an enigmatic smile. "Her survival is crucial to me as well. Only if she's alive can I secure my own position."

No sooner had he spoken than a surge of vital energy rushed into the Eye of Life, which Yu Yuan had created with a drop of his lifeblood.

The dark red eye immediately became a shared asset between Yu Yuan and Yuan Le.

As the Lord of Ruin, Yuan Le was intimately familiar with the Eye of Life, crafted from the Primal Blood of the Wasteland. He had been utilizing it for years.

With a whoosh, Yuan Le's vital energy coalesced into a dignified and imposing hall within the depths of the dark red eye—the Beast God Temple.

This vital energy, now in the form of the Beast God Temple, began to consume Yu Yuan's life essence. Yuan Le had assumed control of the eye, using it to peer into the Wellspring of Creation.

Under Yuan Le's dominion, the Eye of Life operated with extreme caution, careful not to venture too close.

Yuan Le held a profound reverence for the nine-tiered wall surrounding the Wellspring of Creation.

Yu Yuan, whose consciousness had not yet been cast out, could sense the underlying sorrow and resignation in Yuan Le through the dark red eye.

The Eye of Life silently observed Sekou, whose body had been claimed by Mother Earth.

The once robust Sekou had withered to skin and bones. With his razor-sharp claws, he tore at his chest, muddling flesh and blood, tirelessly crafting small stones from his lifeblood.

Each stone that emerged and soared toward the resplendent nine-layered wall made Sekou grow even more gaunt.

His chest was a gory mess, bones jutting out starkly against the backdrop of his diminishing frame. His heart, once in harmony with his massive stature, now seemed disproportionately small.

Sekou's heart was in a state of severe atrophy.

The melancholy that Yu Yuan felt was a reflection of Sekou's tragic plight.

Through the power of Mother Earth, Sekou, who had ascended to the eleventh level, was ruthlessly overtaken by Mother Earth's spirit. In a bid to unlock the secrets of an Earth Spirit from the Abyss, Mother Earth had been relentlessly trading the earth power and lifeblood within Sekou's body. Sekou's well-being was of no concern to it.

Meanwhile, Yuan Le, the Lord of Ruin, found himself unexpectedly attached to Sekou. Sekou's plight not only filled him with sorrow but also prompted him to reflect on his own destiny. He wondered, if he hadn't been carrying the residual death aura of the Secular Bird Queen, if he had managed to cleanse it from his system, would his fate mirror Sekou's?

Yuan Le stood behind Yu Yuan, his face a mask of indifference, his eyes betraying a sense of cold resignation.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Yu Yuan's attention was suddenly drawn to the myriad concealed blood patterns within the vast Beast God Temple. The blood-red stone floor of the grand temple silently morphed into a lake of blood. Swirls of crimson light emanated from the lake, revealing a host of alien beasts and creatures from the Wasteland.

The lake erupted with roars that shook the heavens and earth, their echoes wildly resounding throughout the hall. The death aura from Yuan Le's Blood Clone permeated the entire hall, only to be scattered by the thunderous roars of the beasts.

Enveloped in an aura of death and venom, Yuan Le's Blood Clone gathered at his forehead. In an instant, a droplet of green blood formed there. This potent drop, imbued with a rich death aura and a dark red poison, was a gift from the Secular Bird Queen herself. Her fate, having been gravely wounded by Yuan Le, remained uncertain.

Yuan Le had seized a drop of her divine green blood and cast it onto his Blood Clone, subjecting it to the corrosive forces of death and poison. The Blood Clone and Yuan Le's true form were interconnected, allowing him to subject the clone to the relentless invasion of the green blood's deadly powers, thereby generating even more lethal forces.

Emerging from the Beast God Temple, Yuan Le's true form appeared before Yu Yuan, now also tainted with the powers of death and poison.

He appeared to be laboring tirelessly to eradicate the persistent death force and its lethal potency.

But it only seemed to be a struggle.

"So, you've harbored disloyalty all along."

Having realized the truth, Yu Yuan finally turned to face Yuan Le, whose inner beast was spotless, devoid of any death symbols or even a trace of death aura.

Yuan Le's seemingly strenuous efforts to dispel the death force were in vain because he had been shifting it from the Blood Clone in the temple to his true form via their connection.

He had created the illusion of desperately fighting against time to cleanse the death force within him.

"As long as a trace of death force remains within you, its spiritual sense and consciousness will never truly descend upon you."

Yu Yuan applauded, admiring the Lord of Ruin's cunning. "You've gone to great lengths to preserve your autonomy and prevent it from taking over," he said with a smile.

In the depths of the purple demon energy sea, the Dark Phoenix, which had been luring Yuan Le towards betrayal, now fell silent.

The Dark Phoenix's icy Demonic Eyes shone with an 'I knew it' gleam, as if it had anticipated Yuan Le's faltering resolve through their confrontation.

"Despicable wretch!"

The girl within the Star of Light racked her brain to grasp what had transpired.

She despised Yuan Le's character and, with a voice as melodious as a mountain stream, she chastised him: "You profess undying loyalty, yet you'd rather let Yu Yuan seize the blood-colored lightning than purge the death force within you, preventing it from instantly claiming you!"

"It could have easily resolved all complications; Yu Yuan should never have succeeded in acquiring that blood-colored lightning!"

"So, it was you who've been undermining it all along!"

The Light Spirit gnashed its teeth and stamped its feet inside the celestial body, cursing Yuan Le for his treachery.

"I owe you my thanks."

Yuan Le looked up, his face breaking into a radiant smile, "Had you not informed me, its spiritual sense would never escape the ninefold seals of the Wellspring of Creation. I would never have had the chance to reveal my true self. As long as its spiritual sense exists, the Peak of Creation is its domain, and I am confined to acting within the Beast God Temple."

"Alright."

"I will seize the Peak of Creation, the boundless life power within the mountain, and the remaining Secrets of Life that it has withheld from me."

"Yu Yuan, witness the extent of battle strength I can wield as the Lord of Ruin, with the power of both myself and the Peak of Creation."

"This is the Wasteland, my dominion. I am its sole ruler!"

Yuan Le bellowed, arms raised high.

From a distant star beyond the Peak of Creation, the Beast Gods roared, influenced by his power, revealing their primal forms.

The Beast Gods perched upon the star heeded the call. One by one, they defied the vastness of space and instantly appeared in the Beast God Temple.

This included the black goat and the Ape!

Nearly a hundred Beast Gods swiftly took their places. The Beast God Temple, firmly under Yuan Le's control, seemed at last to be complete.

Seizing the moment of the spiritual sense's downfall within the Primal Blood of this realm, the Beast God Temple harnessed the infinite vital energy amassed within the mountain, unleashing a cataclysmic surge.

The Peak of Creation trembled with a thunderous roar.

The stars and lands bereft of their Beast Gods also erupted with crimson vital energy. Some stars' deep seas and valleys were stained with vibrant hues of vital energy, each contributing their power to the Beast God Temple.

Whoosh!

The Beast God Temple, now aloft, shrank quietly before transforming into a Dark Tower, meticulously crafted by Yuan Le. He held it aloft in his hand, his most adept Divine Weapon.

Even without the form of the giant ape, Yuan Le's presence was still commanding, with an aura capable of ripping through the very fabric of space.

"Zhiya!"

He hurled the Beast God Temple, now in his grasp, towards the thick purple sea of demon energy where the Dark Phoenix resided.

The Beast God Temple, having diminished and then rapidly expanded as it was thrown, carried with it the bloodline mysteries of nearly a hundred Beast Gods and the boundless vital energy it had amassed, plummeting towards the dark purple sea of demon energy.

Zhiya's face was etched with utmost gravity. As the Beast God Temple descended upon her, she saw the myriad of formidable beings, shaped by the Primal Blood of this realm over eons, transforming into a relentless tide of beasts surging forward.

The Beast God had transformed into an army of thousands, filling the void and causing the Astral Domain around the Peak of Creation to become congested.

It was a flood of Beast Gods, powerful enough to battle the strongest forces in the Origin Realm!

Crack!

The chair beneath her shapely rear unexpectedly shattered, releasing dancing phoenixes from its broken remains.

Her secretly nurtured spiritual pets in the deep purple sea cried out softly, as if longing to escape.

Their cries signaled to her that neither Yuan Le nor the Beast God Temple could be withstood.

She needed to return to the Phoenix Shrine without delay!

Void cracks materialized within the purple sea, the thick demon energy flowing towards them as the Beast God Temple passed overhead.

Within one of these cracks, the mysterious Phoenix Shrine was revealed.

Yu Zhu, the Moonfang Tiger, and the Beast Gods loyal to Zhiya stood firm in a realm of dark purple.

The Phoenix Shrine was nestled among them.

"Zhiya, today I will capture all of you. You, Yu Yuan, and the secular bird, I will exterminate you all on my grounds."

The Beast God Temple plummeted down, the shattered void crack disintegrated, and the phoenixes born from the chair turned to dust.

In one of the void cracks, the dark purple realm twisted like a reflection in water. Unable to leave in time, the Phoenix Shrine, capable of void travel, began its journey from that world to the Peak of Creation.

"Come, I welcome you all!"

Yuan Le burst into laughter, then turned and gestured towards Yu Yuan.

From the depths of the void, a massive, fluffy arm stretched out, miles long, each hair crackling with blood-red lightning, each embodying the profound laws of life.

Clang!

Yu Yuan, soaring skyward, was slammed into the flank of the Peak of Creation by the colossal arm that seemed to reach out from a corridor in the void.

It was headed straight for the "Wellspring of Creation."

"You're going down too."

Yuan Le snorted coldly. The Light Spirit, who had been incessantly taunting him on the Star of Light, along with Yu Yuan, plummeted down to the Wellspring of Creation.

"Perhaps the pool could use your strength as well."

The Eye of Life, now under Yuan Le's control, echoed with his maniacal laughter, "Today, I will either meet my end in the Wasteland or emerge anew!"

The mountainside echoed with cracking sounds as the rock face turned a deep crimson, infused with boundless vital energy.

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