C2228 It Counterattacked
Clad in armor, the Blazing Fire was felled by a single blow at the Dragon Slaying Stage.
The armor, once stripped from Bertain, proved its worth in a critical moment, emitting sparks and rust as it miraculously withstood the strike from the Dragon Slaying Stage.
Its spiritual sense seized the chance to withdraw into the armor, narrowly escaping destruction.
"How can this be?!"
Its scream of terror emanated from the armor, glowing as if it were a piece of red-hot iron.
Streams of flame and nearby fire clouds surged toward the armor, igniting hundreds of fire circles both within and without.
It fortified its defenses, dreading another strike from the violet gold Divine Sword, and remained hidden within the armor, refusing to emerge.
Tiny sparks flickered above the armor, like sly little eyes betraying its presence.
The Primal Soul trapped in the Abyss, along with Yu Zhu, Zhong Chichen, and other formidable figures outside, could all sense its fear and unrest.
"Yu Yuan has made a move!"
The Moonfang Tiger was visibly exhilarated, casting a meaningful glance at Yu Zhu before the Phoenix Shrine and said, "It seems I should have always trusted you."
Yu Zhu remained composed, responding with detachment, "No one is more concerned for my mother's safety than I am."
"It was my eagerness that clouded my judgment."
The Astral Tiger scratched its head, its agitation soothed by her serenity, feeling reassured that the long-standing Hall Master of Shadow's Keep would not face mortal peril, even when ensnared by the forbidden area.
The Astral Tiger couldn't resist another lingering look at the violet sea, which had been tranquil for so long.
Inside the violet sea, the enigmatic creature that had devoured Yuan Le, the Lord of Ruin, had yet to show its true self. Could it, like Yu Zhu, be aware that the Hall Master would emerge unscathed?
"You've managed to preserve your own spiritual essence."
The face of the phantom, once a blur against the sky of Void Souls, began to sharpen into clarity.
The refined features indicated that the spiritual sense from the Heart of the Everlands was converging with increasing intensity.
Soon, a face nearly identical to Yu Yuan's was revealed to all—a visage that Yu Zhu had encountered within her Mindscape, marked by a handsome austerity that seemed to disdain all living beings.
All things under the heavens seemed like mere insects beneath His feet, destined to submit to Him eternally.
"How is it that He bears the likeness of Yu Yuan?" exclaimed the Dark Deity Green Willow in astonishment.
"It's because, in His mind, Yu Yuan during the era of the Lord of the Abyss was the mightiest in all Three Realms. He frequently possessed Yu Yuan, using his supreme form to battle. To Him, Yu Yuan was His vessel," Zhong Chichen explained, his expression stern.
Green Willow and Loong Jie felt a sinking feeling in their hearts upon hearing Zhong Chichen's words, sensing that He was an invincible force.
"Millennia have passed, and yet you remain unchanged," Yu Yuan said with a wry smile. He beckoned the Dragon Slaying Stage back to his hand and then casually tossed it toward the Dark Phoenix Zhiya.
In the blink of an eye, he imbued the Dragon Slaying Stage with infinite enigmas.
The violet-gold Dragon Slaying Stage underwent continuous transformations!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
An intense cold fog enveloped the area as the violet-gold Dragon Slaying Stage turned a gleaming white. Within its icy little world, it unfolded the profound secrets of the ice spirit's Heavenly Dao from the Origin Realm.
Drawing ice energy from Yu Yuan's body, it extinguished the blazing fire meteors encircling the Dark Phoenix Zhiya in an instant.
As the wondrous Dragon Slaying Stage hovered above Zhiya's head, it underwent another sudden metamorphosis.
The radiant white Dragon Slaying Stage began to thunder, revealing lightning pools within its internal cosmos.
The lightning pools transformed into raging storms, as if striving to break free from the stage, intent on annihilating the alien souls outside and erasing all traces of their existence.
Amidst the onslaught of hail and the roar of thunder, the two ultimate forces of Primal Anima converged upon Zhiya.
Yu Yuan, commanding the Dragon Slaying Stage, kept the ice and lightning contained, preventing them from straying from the stage.
Confined to the Dragon Slaying Stage, they posed no threat to Zhiya's demon soul. Instead, they precisely targeted unrelated forces, with the ice and lightning energies obliterating them through the stage.
Zhiya suddenly came back to her senses.
Upon awakening, she glanced at the Dragon Slaying Stage above her, and her demon soul quivered ever so slightly.
Her lithe, statuesque form deftly maneuvered around the Dragon Slaying Stage overhead, coming to a halt beside Yu Yuan's Solar Spirit. She feared the unleashed power of ice and lightning from the Dragon Slaying Stage might spiral out of control, potentially unleashing a storm that could inadvertently obliterate her demon soul.
"Teacher!" Yu Yuan called out silently, his plea carried by the Dragon Slaying Stage.
In a flash, the stage underwent a transformation, mirroring his eighth-tier "Soul Altar," akin to the emerald table of the Primal Soul. This shift in the Dragon Slaying Stage unleashed a kindred force, disrupting the Mind Magic within the seal and causing the celestial bodies near the phantom—stars, the sun, and the moon—to dim abruptly.
Now possessing an amethyst demonform, the once-confused Demon God Bertain was filled with resounding calls of "Teacher!" from within.
"Teacher! Teacher! Teacher!" The continuous cries roused Bertain from the depths of his nightmare.
"Ah, I've returned," Bertain said with a smirk, nodding at Yu Yuan. "My good disciple, it's wonderful to see you're still alive! I feared you too might have fallen to Him, leaving Lin and me to a shared grave."
In the face of adversity, the Demon God remained undaunted, treating life and death with stoic detachment.
"Mr. Lin!" Yu Yuan called out once more.
In Lin Daoke's mindscape, the primordial spirit sword he had forged with the authority of the Supreme God suddenly blazed with brilliant sword light. Guided by his will, the sword severed the myriad of dark soul threads entangling his mind, akin to a spider's web that had restrained his primordial spirit sword.
With the web of shadows shattered, Lin Daoke's freedom was restored. At his command, the Solar Spirit Sword, once imbued with the essences of metal, ice, and lightning profound meanings by the Primal Soul, soared towards him. Regrettably, as the Divine Sword approached, its golden radiance faded, the lightning retreated, and the icy glow dissipated.
Grasping the Solar Spirit Sword, Lin Daoke realized the ultimate truths of the three Primal Anima had vanished from the blade.
"A mere Solar Spirit, bound to an eleventh-level fleshly form, should not have been capable of this feat."
Yu Yuan observed the scene with a detached expression, watching as Dark Phoenix Zhiya, Demon God Bertain, and Lin Daoke's soul seal were calmly unsealed.
"Not even the Titan Spinosaurus in its mightiest form could achieve this feat," he mused.
The Phantom scrutinized Yu Yuan, its gaze icy as it seemed intent on piercing through the barrier to fully understand Yu Yuan's Solar Spirit.
"The Titan Spinosaurus at its peak doesn't compare to me now."
Yu Yuan's laughter boomed arrogantly, echoing through the heavens and causing stars and celestial bodies to shatter with its force.
"I'm aware that you're exploiting me to transport the Wellspring of Creation into the Wasteland, to use me for acquiring the Wasteland's Primal Blood and its Secrets of Life. You aim to decipher the Life Seed from the Abyss through me, a puzzle you've failed to solve, and to master its profound truths."
While laughing, Yu Yuan added, "You must realize that only one of us, me or the Primal Blood of the Wasteland, is likely to survive. Regardless of who remains, they will be drawn to the Wellspring of Creation, yearning to touch that mass of flesh and blood."
"And when they do, you plan to insert your spiritual sense into the seal and harvest the fruits of success."
He listened to Yu Yuan's words with patience and nodded in agreement. "Correct."
"But do you realize that my Solar Spirit isn't just extracting the Secrets of Life, but rather, I'm refining it entirely, integrating it into my being?" Yu Yuan inquired with a smirk.
"What difference does that make?" the Primal Soul responded, its voice laced with indifference.
"It appears that your spiritual sense is severed from the other side. You're oblivious to the plight of your counterparts who've traversed the Spring of Death to the other side," Yu Yuan taunted.
After a brief silence, he admitted, "I truly don't know."
He paused again before inquiring, "Do you have that knowledge?"
At that moment, a rumble echoed as the Phoenix Shrine behind Yu Zhu trembled, opening another void crack.
Youyu, clutching the soul stone, stepped through the crack and positioned himself beside the Phoenix Shrine, giving Yu Zhu a nod of acknowledgment.
His gaze then settled on the Wellspring of Creation and Yu Yuan within.
The black goat of the Wasteland, witnessing the rise of the Undead Sovereign empowered by Primal Vitality, lamented internally, "An eleventh-level supreme being!"
"I killed the flock of goats under your command."
Youyu narrowed her eyes, catching the gaze and silent thoughts of the black goat now transformed into a woman in a black dress. "Had it not been for Yu Zhu's sake, you wouldn't have escaped," she said.
The black goat trembled, too frightened to utter a word.
Yuan Le, the Lord of Ruin, was dead, and the Dark Phoenix was trapped deep within the Wellspring of Creation. This Undead Sovereign, born in the Origin Realm, had clearly been summoned by Yu Zhu.
She was merely a tenth-level Beast God. Her understanding of the profound mysteries of the soul paled in comparison to Youyu, a being of supreme power.
Moreover, the soul stone in Youyu's possession was a rare treasure of immense power, filled with countless ghosts and spirits, and the unmistakable Root of the Lunar Meridian, all radiating with a terrifying force.
Thus, she remained silent.
"Yu Yuan, are you planning to make a move on the Wellspring of Creation?"
When she remained silent, Youyu lost interest in pressing further. She abruptly departed from the Phoenix Shrine, heading towards Zhong Chichen, Loong Jie, and Green Willow.
"It appears so," Zhong Chichen remarked with a smile.
