C2211 Talk to Him
Crack!
A segment of Yuen Bu's colossal skeleton snapped off in the deep purple sea.
This initiated a chain reaction; the King of Ten Thousand Beasts, who had reigned over the Desolate Realm for years, lay in the ocean depths, his remains stretching out like a mountain range of bones, fragmenting into pieces.
The shattered bones, heeding the call of the Beast Temple, vanished into the portals that yawned open.
Yuen Bu, born and died in the Desolate Realm.
The Beast Temple he was tasked to forge became his ultimate resting place, and the bones of the King of Ten Thousand Beasts would further augment the temple's might.
Nearly a hundred Beast Gods stood in silence, their faces tinged with melancholy, seemingly unprepared for Yuen Bu's tragic fate.
A colossal wave surged from the demonic-energy-filled depths.
The Heaven Bearing Life Pillar, which Yuen Bu had spent millennia gathering treasures from various realms and fusing with the blood of countless beasts, gradually emerged from within the wave.
Zhiya, with her human form, gently descended upon the pinnacle of the Heaven Bearing Life Pillar, as though she stood above all life in the Desolate Realm.
Witnessing this, the Beast Gods bowed their heads in a subtle gesture of reverence.
With Yuen Bu's demise, no one could overshadow Zhiya's radiance!
The Heaven Bearing Life Pillar, towering thousands of meters high, stood like a massive mountain piercing the heavens. Though devoid of surrounding stars and boulders, the totem of the Ten Thousand Beasts atop the dark red column exuded an air of supreme authority and solemnity.
The beasts, once engaged in a brutal struggle for existence within the pillar, now appeared utterly subdued.
Beneath Zhiya's feet, the Heaven Bearing Life Pillar transformed into her new throne. Her piercing gaze fixed on Creation Peak in the distance, as the wave that had risen alongside the pillar suddenly surged toward it.
With the wave's motion, the expansive purple sea, including the two temples above, shifted in tandem.
Immense and boundless power roiled within the deep purple sea of demonic energy, causing Mother Earth atop Creation Peak to furrow her brow even more deeply.
Hidden in the depths of the vast purple sea of demonic energy, Mother Earth harbored a deep apprehension for the entity that had consumed Yuen Bu's true essence.
"It's really... troublesome," she muttered under her breath. The divine power of the earth that permeated Creation Peak was at her command, its gravity fields both subtle and profound, present and elusive.
Creation Peak was poised to shift across the sky for hundreds of millions of miles.
The meteorite, once dominated by the Beast God, was drawn toward Creation Peak in response to its power.
Creation Peak halted its colossal movement after a thousand feet.
The meteorite, eternally linked to Creation Peak and the purple sea, remained as still as if frozen in a starry river.
"Hmm?"
Mother Earth squinted her eyes and observed many hidden Heavenly Dao Laws, visible only to beings of her stature, materializing between Creation Peak and the purple sea.
The blood-red and deep purple laws, invisible yet potent like spectral lightning, filled the void, their chaotic force fields distorting the fabric of reality.
Space, earth, time, distance—all were thrown into disarray by these arcane laws.
The laws, usually imperceptible to the naked eye, transformed into purple feathers under her watchful gaze.
These feathers hung motionless in the void, like steel nails and spears anchoring the cosmos, pinning the celestial expanse.
In this suddenly stilled universe, only the purple sea where Zhiya resided remained in motion.
"Let's see what you're up to," Mother Earth thought, her displeasure evident. She crossed her hands in front of her forehead, fingertips touching, palms facing each other.
Within her palms, the intricate patterns of the earth's most profound laws interwove, connecting to the core principles of this realm.
Boom!
The entire Starfield shook as all its stars and planets vibrated under the force of her power.
The neighboring realms felt the tremors, enduring the strength she wielded, shaking loose the void that had been immobilized by the Demon Phoenix.
The vast cosmic powers stirred once more. In the far reaches of the void, mushroom clouds erupted, and the frozen sea of stars was restored, its seals broken by Mother Earth's might.
"Do we really need such a display just to have a conversation?" Zhiya asked coolly as she ascended from the Heaven Bearing Life Pillar, transforming into a streak of purple lightning, instantly traversing a thousand miles of starry space.
She arrived alone.
Hovering ten meters above the Creation Pool at the summit of Creation Peak, she remained suspended, neither descending further nor ascending.
It seemed she, too, was wary of Mother Earth, fearing that setting foot on Creation Peak might provoke a thunderous retaliation.
Mother Earth, having ascended to the level of an Advanced Origin Spirit, had gleaned the secrets of another spirit of the same caliber from the depths of the real Abyss within the Creation Pool. Moreover, she had assimilated with a junior counterpart from the Desolate Realm.
She had reclaimed all her lost memories and refined Creation Peak, acquiring an extraordinary new form in the process.
She had no need to inhabit a flesh-and-blood vessel; with her remarkable new body, she could manifest all her power, especially within her own domain.
"What could we possibly have to discuss?"
Mother Earth's expression was cool as she said, "Your power, your body—if you dare set foot on Creation Peak, don't expect any courtesy from me."
She paused before adding, "You're too late. The Origin Blood within the mountain has already been refined by Yu Yuan's Yang God. I can't sense any spiritual consciousness left in the Origin Blood. Your arrival is futile."
"Do you think I came for the Origin Blood?"
Zhiya was taken aback.
"If not for the Origin Blood, could it be for Yu Yuan?"
Mother Earth's eyebrows arched, her voice still smooth and mellow, yet her words were anything but cordial.
"His true form resides in the Desolate Realm, protected by an eight-tiered Soul Altar. Do you really believe you can stand against him? Yuen Bu's demise was precipitated by injuries inflicted by him amidst the purple depths you conjured."
Having once been slain by the Abyss Lord, Mother Earth harbored a profound dread of Yu Yuan.
Regardless of Zhiya's apparent strength or the enigmatic might of the two temples, in her eyes, Yu Yuan was an adversary beyond reach.
"I didn't come for him either."
Zhiya shook her head, her eyes settling on the Creation Pool. Her gaze pierced through the eleven layers of sealing enchantments, resting on the now tranquil, multicolored mass of flesh.
"Tsk, tsk."
Mother Earth scoffed, "Am I mistaken, or are you coveting that chunk of flesh? Are you aware of the terrifying power and mysteries held within those eleven seals?"
After a moment of contemplation, Zhiya called out, "Sanya!"
The white python Sanya, resurrected by the Beast Temple, quivered gently, her eyes filled with despair as she pleaded, "Please, no..."
"You have your blood in the Beast Temple. Even if you die, I can still resurrect you," Zhiya stated impassively.
After uttering these words, the white python Beast God Sanya closed her eyes and obediently flew out from beside the Beast Temple, heading towards Creation Peak and the Creation Pool.
Mother Earth regarded the white python Beast God, who seemed destined for death, with the same indifference one might show to an inanimate object. She made no move to intervene.
Ultimately, the white python Beast God breezed through the eleven layers of sealing enchantments and, under the watchful eyes of Zhiya and herself, entered the vicinity of the bizarre flesh orb.
Innumerable tentacles, fierce as dragons and pythons, burst forth and instantly penetrated the body of the white python Beast God.
The white python Beast God didn't even have a chance to struggle before vanishing in the blink of an eye.
The tentacles, having emerged from the orb of flesh, made a few reluctant strikes against the realm's barrier, but upon discovering its increased fortitude, they withdrew.
"The power of blood and flesh might have the potential to overcome the barriers and penetrate to the core."
"But that would be tantamount to suicide."
Mother Earth scoffed, "The two additional layers of barriers are derived from Yu Yuan's Soul Altar, imbued with the essence of lightning and ice spirits. The mysteries of blood cannot form a barrier because all the blood's essence and the energy of the flesh will be devoured by that grotesque and horrifying mass."
She looked at Zhiya with a mocking twist of her lips, "If you're here for that mass of flesh and wish to attempt contact, I certainly won't stand in your way."
With a whoosh, the Creation Pool, unaffected by the gravitational field, floated down from the summit, slowly moving towards Zhiya, "I'll even grant you this: when you enter, I won't lay a hand on your Beast Gods."
She was eager for Zhiya to try, to step into the fray.
If the Hannya Divine Tree were reduced to ashes, he had nearly been drained of his Earthly essence, and the mass of flesh suppressed by the eleven layers of barriers was, in his view, the root of all evil.
Should Zhiya dare to enter, it would be a death wish, with no chance of survival.
In Mother Earth's estimation, only Yang God Yu, who had refined the realm's primal blood and combined the true essences of life from both the Origin Realm and the Desolate Realm, stood a fighting chance.
"Pay close attention."
Zhiya gracefully soared toward the Creation Pool, instantly descending into the first layer of the sealing barrier.
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