C2212 It Was Unbelievable
The eleven layers of the sealing wall shimmered like a kaleidoscope of light, each layer resembling a different dimension in space-time, enveloping the blood and flesh within the pond.
The mesmerizing radiance captivated the Beast God and the Primal Anima, leaving them slightly bewildered.
Zhiya, in her human form, paused upon entering the first layer of the wall. Her face, a paragon of beauty, lit up with excitement, her eyes shining with a brilliance akin to the wall itself.
"You really dare."
Mother Earth was taken aback. She ceased her mocking laughter, nodding gently, "You may not hear me, but I hope you'll keep diving deeper. Don't stop."
"I hope you make it to that mass of vibrant flesh."
Her voice was barely a whisper.
"I can hear you."
Zhiya responded promptly, pausing within the first layer of the wall. As if separated by a world, she seemed to see Mother Earth clearly and said, "You and I, we are different from these so-called Primal Animas."
With that cryptic statement, she advanced to the second layer.
There were no disturbances or signs of the Dao as Zhiya breached the wall, a tranquility that took both Mother Earth and the Light Spirit by surprise.
"It's because she has a corporeal body!"
The Light Spirit, whose spiritual sense resided within a star, ventured to hover mid-air once Zhiya entered the Wellspring of Creation. "We are Primal Animas, inherently governing the profound meanings of certain rules. Only our spiritual senses and powers enter the wall."
"We lack a corporeal body. These walls impose no restrictions on a corporeal body; they even permit it to traverse the barriers and reach the flesh beyond."
"The recently deceased white boa is compelling evidence!"
The Light Spirit huffed.
Zhiya's haughty demeanor within the wall seemed to place her above the Primal Animas, irking the Light Spirit.
"Yes, that seems to be the case."
Mother Earth concurred, her gaze fixed on the Dark Phoenix Zhiya as she navigated the wall, eagerly anticipating her arrival at the fleshy orb.
Entering spelled certain death.
"Lord Astral Tiger, the Hall Master will be fine, won't she?"
The golden deer, still in its original form, expressed concern from behind the imposing Moonfang Tiger, "The Hall Master is our faith and foundation. She must remain unharmed."
"Rest assured, she will be," the Moonfang Tiger replied, his expression stern. He had informed the Hall Master of all the peculiarities of the Wellspring of Creation immediately after parting ways with Yu Yuan and returning to the Phoenix Shrine.
The bizarre vibrations and the mind-warping suction had instantly doomed the three Beast Gods that pursued him, much like the white boa god.
Zhiya's serene reaction when he recounted the events had taken him aback. It was as if she had been aware of the Wellspring of Creation's existence all along, including the enigmatic, multicolored flesh within it. She seemed to know that whenever this flesh quivered, it compelled the mightiest of beings to lose control, hurl themselves into the Wellspring of Creation in a suicidal frenzy, and sacrifice their own flesh and blood.
The Astral Tiger suspected that the Hall Master's primary purpose for steering the Phoenix Shrine to this place was not vengeance against Yuan Le—it was the Wellspring of Creation itself.
"Your Highness!"
The black goat from the Beast God Temple, now in the guise of an enchanting woman in a black dress, approached the Phoenix Shrine with the utmost reverence and prostrated herself.
The soul of the purple phoenix swiftly assumed Yu Zhu's form before descending into the shrine. Yu Zhu, now with a corporeal body, emerged only after the doors had swung open.
She regarded the trembling black goat kneeling before her with a frosty gaze and asked in displeasure, "What do you want?"
"Your Highness, I humbly request to serve you in the Phoenix Shrine from this day forward!"
The black goat's face was a mask of fervor and sycophancy. Gazing up at Yu Zhu, she spoke with the reverence one might reserve for a deity governing the souls of all creatures, "You require attendants to manage your affairs. In the Wasteland as it stands, I am the most fitting candidate. Please, Your Highness, grant me this honor!"
Her subservience to Yu Zhu surpassed even that which she showed to Zhiya of the evilkind and Yuan Le, the Lord of Ruin.
Her admiration was heartfelt.
She sensed the ineffable arcane of the soul emanating from the internally transformed Phoenix Shrine. With Yu Zhu and the Phoenix Shrine's presence, the Wasteland was imbued with enigmatic Mind Magic rules.
This revelation stirred not only her but also the black goat tribe and the alien beasts who had begun to practice Mind Magic.
She envisioned a future where the alien beasts of the Wasteland would gradually master the arcane arts of soul cultivation.
Indeed, the newly born alien beasts would possess innately powerful beast souls!
The arrival of Yu Zhu and her silent work with the Phoenix Shrine promised to address the weaknesses of the alien beast tribe, leading to a transformative breakthrough for the entire species!
This profound change, brought about by Yu Zhu and the Phoenix Shrine, was set to bless all beings of the Wasteland—a feat beyond even Yuan Le's lifetime of efforts.
"I permit you to first examine the soul glyphs on the outer surface of the Phoenix Shrine. Once you've gained insight and proven your potential, I will grant you entry," Yu Zhu stated with an indifferent tone.
"Thank you for your grace!"
The black goat bowed deeply once more.
In that instant,
Zhiya, having entered the Wellspring of Creation and breached the wall, navigated through successive seals under the watchful eyes of Mother Earth, the Light Spirit, and numerous Beast Gods.
She halted before the wall adjacent to the corporeal body.
One more step, and she would cross the wall, entering the space occupied by the corporeal body.
At that moment, even the Moonfang Tiger, who had the utmost faith in her, and Yu Zhu, who had been conversing with the black goat, grew tense and turned their attention to her.
Her pale, slender hands lightly touched the wall, resembling a red membrane, and a curious smile graced her lips.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
The tentacles sprouting from the bizarre flesh, as if detecting her unique scent, morphed into monstrous serpentine creatures, all converging on the wall at her palm.
Curiously, these once wildly aggressive tentacles refrained from their usual brawling and devouring.
They were uncharacteristically docile.
Even more peculiar was the fact that the tentacles at the wall her palm caressed did not lash out in frenzy or bash against it with desperation.
The tip of the tentacle gently probed the red membrane, as if it were sniffing the scent wafting from Zhiya's palm through an invisible wall. The ferocious tentacles seemed more like docile pets she had nurtured.
Mother Earth and the Light Spirit exchanged a glance, both registering the other's astonishment.
Somehow, these two Primal Animas, who had dwelled in the Abyss for eons, were convinced that Zhiya, unlike the white boa, would not be consumed should she enter its depths.
There had to be some connection between the enigmatic flesh and Zhiya!
"Hall Master, this is truly..."
The Astral Tiger murmured, struggling to find the right words to convey his deep reverence.
The smilodon, Death Viper, black goat, golden deer, and a hundred Beast Gods of the Wasteland were profoundly moved by the sight.
Yu Zhu, on the other hand, remained relatively composed, seemingly aware that her mother could touch that horrific flesh without succumbing to it.
"This!"
Zhong Chichen's voice, filled with astonishment, echoed from an unhealed void crack.
The venerable Book of Time floated out effortlessly, with Zhong Chichen, Loong Jie, and the Dark Deity Green Willow all fixated on the Wellspring of Creation.
"Yu Yuan seized this Wellspring of Creation from the mightiest Primal Anima in the Dark Anima's realm and brought it across countless miles to the Wasteland," Zhong Chichen mused with a wry smile, his emotions a mix of amusement and perplexity. "Was it all to deliver it into your hands?"
He was struggling to grasp the scene before him.
Back in the Frostlands, and on the journey here, Yu Yuan had repeatedly told him that the corporeal body originated from the Abyss of Truth, from Primal Blood that had long since been extinguished.
Devoid of spiritual sense, it was merely a mass of twisted flesh, entwined with the Life Seed of the Abyss and immense vital energy.
Yu Yuan had admitted his inability to penetrate its mysteries, stating that only by harnessing the combined life power of the Primal Blood from both the Origin Realm and the Wasteland could one possibly unlock the profound meaning hidden within the flesh and claim it as their own.
Yu Yuan once mentioned that he had used an arm of the Solar Spirit to probe into the unknown, but that very arm was consumed by a mass of flesh and blood.
This convinced Zhong Chichen that only Yu Yuan's Solar Spirit, after grasping the Secrets of Life from the Primal Blood of the Wasteland, could attempt to re-enter the Wellspring of Creation and fathom the true essence of that flesh and blood.
What Zhiya was doing at that moment shattered Zhong Chichen's beliefs as if she had delivered a stinging slap to his face.
"I refuse to believe it!"
Mother Earth suddenly shrieked.
