C2203 My Territory!
He squinted slightly, taking in the sight of Yu Yuan's real body, when suddenly he was struck by a dazzling light.
The force that had been eroding Yu Yuan's Mindscape dissipated like snow under the intense glare.
His expression shifted dramatically as he exclaimed with caution, "Lord of the Abyss!"
His demeanor grew solemn. He no longer dared to recklessly probe into Yu Yuan's Mindscape, fully aware that no matter how much power he exerted, even if he utilized an anomaly like the Peak of Creation, he could not penetrate Yu Yuan's Mindscape.
Yu Yuan was, after all, the very being who had once brought about his ruin, the one responsible for the demise of his existence as a high-ranking Primal Anima.
"It's you! You've returned, the Lord of the Abyss from that era has returned!"
The Light Spirit cried out joyfully.
Also at the summit of the Peak of Creation was the Snow Kid, Yu Han, who blinked curiously, examining Yu Yuan and feeling a kinship.
Within Yu Yuan's Mindscape, the eighth layer of the Soul Altar housed an extremely cold surface.
Moreover, deep within his flesh and bones lingered a life mark left by Yu Yuan.
"I, we..."
Yu Han murmured softly.
"Don't worry, I will take you back to the Origin Realm, to the Primal Blood Continent," Yu Yuan reassured him with a smile, signaling that there was no need for concern. "Yuan Le has a bear companion, and so do I. He gave his all to create you, and I will not let you perish in the Wasteland. Rest assured."
"Okay, okay," Yu Han nodded eagerly.
Somehow, every word from Yu Yuan brought him comfort, his presence instilling an absolute trust.
"My name is Yu Yuan, and you are Yu Han. We share a surname," Yu Yuan said with another smile, then he commanded, "Ascend!"
At his word, the Wellspring of Creation that had been stationary at the mountain's peak took flight.
Mother Earth was taken aback by the Wellspring's sudden movement. She employed the gravitational field of the Peak of Creation to anchor it firmly to the earth.
Yet, with just the utterance of "ascend," Yu Yuan had manipulated the cosmic order.
The arrival of Yu Yuan's real body filled Mother Earth with a sense of foreboding, sensing that the Peak of Creation, her most formidable tool, was now spiraling out of control.
"Under your control, the Peak of Creation can be as heavy as a mountain or as light as a feather. It's truly wondrous."
Yu Yuan marveled as he gazed down at the Peak of Creation, saying, "Let me try to see if I can connect with the cosmic order of the Peak of Creation."
A radiant Soul Altar shone from his forehead, allowing him to see clearly without obstruction from the rocks and caverns.
He saw the Solar Spirit battling the Tree of Life deep within the mountain's cave.
The Peak of Creation could neither obstruct his vision nor his power.
The moment he laid eyes on the cave, his Soul Power, spiritual energy, and vital energy had already seeped into its depths.
The dark red ceiling of the cave suddenly burst into dazzling light, revealing a celestial blue expanse slowly materializing midair.
His immense Soul Power and spiritual energy filled the cave, grasping the cosmic order that pervaded the ground and walls, making meticulous adjustments.
Yu Yuan, his arms enveloped by the Tree of Life like a blood membrane, smiled with a surge of fighting spirit.
"You claim my Peak of Creation?"
Mother Earth's voice, warm and mellow, was now tinged with irritation, yet it remained melodious.
"From the moment my real body descended, from the moment I stood at the Wellspring of Creation, this mountain range, this Astral Domain teeming with alien beasts, this world known as the Wasteland, all shall submit to me."
"Where I am, that place becomes my dominion."
Yu Yuan said, smiling.
Mother Earth paused, taken aback.
His words reminded Mother Earth, now with a miraculous body, of the Lord of the Abyss, the King of Gods who once reigned supreme.
She remembered being shattered and destroyed by the man before her, the imprints of her existence erased from the world's fabric.
Once, she had dominion over a land even greater than the Peak of Creation, her profound meanings, consciousness, and power spread throughout its underground.
That land was eventually shattered, her spiritual sense wiped clean, and she faced death.
Yu Yuan stood above the Wellspring of Creation, his boundless Soul Power penetrating the mountain. His Soul Power could dissolve her spiritual sense and warp the hidden cosmic order within the mountain's belly.
Yu Yuan could now directly harness the power of the earth.
Whoosh!
The eighth level of Yu Yuan's Soul Altar, centered between his eyebrows, was finally revealed, with a total of seven levels oriented towards Mother Earth.
The base level was embedded into the flesh of his brow, imbuing him with a power that resonated with his own essence.
It was a platform forged from the earth's arcane power!
"You've obtained the cosmic order that eluded you before; this time, you've truly secured it!" Mother Earth exclaimed in astonishment.
During his time as the Lord of the Abyss, Yu Yuan's Soul Altar had five levels, each embodying the profound meanings of light, darkness, thunder, vegetation, and Primal Soul.
Yu Yuan was meant to use his earth power to construct the sixth level, and he had indeed begun the process.
But he refused to surrender it.
His refusal and fierce resistance led to the destruction of the sixth earth level of the altar, and ultimately, his death.
Years later, Yu Yuan now possessed an eight-level Soul Altar, with the foundational platform supporting the upper seven levels being the arcane power of the earth, intimately tied to him.
The secrets of the earth he had perilously traded for from the nine-layered wall, along with the mysteries of the earth he had personally unraveled, were all felt within that platform.
The earth platform, bearing the weight of all things, rendered Yu Yuan's Soul Altar increasingly enigmatic and undoubtedly more potent than the original five levels.
"No wonder you speak so boldly, so recklessly; you have indeed transcended your former self," Mother Earth murmured.
"Ensure the Peak of Creation and the Wellspring of Creation are well-guarded," Yu Yuan commanded, stepping onto the Dragon Slaying Stage under her disapproving gaze and soaring into the starry expanse.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The vast energies of the Star River flowed towards the Dragon Slaying Stage, filling its inner voids.
Since its emergence at the Wellspring of Creation, this supreme Divine Artifact had been drawing in the energies of the cosmos. A third of the power Yu Yuan had expended in the Abyss of Truth had been restored.
And it continued to reclaim energy at an even faster rate.
"Yuan Le."
Yu Yuan called out to Yuan Le using his real body.
After shifting his focus from the Peak of Creation, Yuan Le, who was locked in combat with Zhiya, the Dark Phoenix, and the Lord of Ruin, spun around at Yu Yuan's shout.
"Yu Yuan!"
Yuan Le, engaged in battle with Zhiya, jumped at the unexpected appearance of Yu Yuan. A flicker of lucidity pierced his wild, crazed gaze.
The Peak of Creation was a great distance from Yuan Le. Yu Yuan, who had instantaneously appeared at the Wellspring of Creation, had reined in his vitality and refrained from invoking his colossal Divine Visage, going unnoticed.
He wasn't the only one; Dark Phoenix and Zhiya also failed to detect the presence of Yu Yuan's real body.
The Dragon Slaying Stage materialized on their battlefield with a brief teleport, startling both Yuan Le and Zhiya. They suspected it was Yu Yuan's Solar Spirit from within the cave.
Their greater concern was that Yu Yuan's Solar Spirit had been entirely overtaken by the realm's Primal Blood. They feared that the Primal Blood had breached the Peak of Creation and overpowered Mother Earth.
Should that be true, Yuan Le and Zhiya would have to brace themselves for the realm's Primal Blood's wrath.
"Just the real body?"
Upon closer inspection, Yuan Le realized it was indeed Yu Yuan's real body, which brought him some relief. He scoffed, "And what exactly can your real body accomplish?"
Yu Yuan, in comparison to his massive giant ape form, seemed insignificant, hardly worth his attention.
"You've managed to completely rid yourself of that drop of green divine blood on your tongue. Rest assured, the one who created you won't be escaping the mountain's belly." Yu Yuan observed Yuan Le struggling to articulate his words, blood and flesh garbling his speech, and frowned, "The Primal Blood will surely be refined by the Solar Spirit. There's no need for constant vigilance."
"Where does this confidence of yours come from?" Yuan Le retorted with a cold huff.
The vast purple phoenix, with its cool gaze, began to show a hint of intrigue, stating, "Eight levels, the eight levels of the Soul Altar."
