C2245 The Dragon Turned into the Divine Weapon
Anyone who heard those words felt a shiver of dread.
Through the fate of the white boa god, as well as the accounts from Yu Yuan and Dark Phoenix, a grim realization dawned on everyone. The bizarre flesh, imprisoned in the Wellspring of Creation by the All Spirits Ban, would instinctively consume any flesh it could. It had long been stripped of its spiritual sense; Yu Yuan had deprived it of the Secrets of Life, leaving behind only a voracious instinct.
Moreover, this entity originated from the Abyss of Truth, a Primal Anima once on par with the Primal Soul. Should it break free from the All Spirits Ban's control, what would become of the Wasteland? Would it not devour all the Beast Gods, alien beasts, and intelligent life that thrived there? Could the current state of the Abyss of Truth be a harbinger for the Wasteland's future?
Bertain, Lin Daoke, Mu Xiao, the Moon Succubus Queen, and the other alien beasts of the Wasteland, such as the Tectonic Ripper and the Blazing Sun Toad, all felt an icy fear creeping into their hearts.
With the Origin Realm already enveloped by its power, save for the Frostlands, was the Wasteland, which everyone had struggled to enter, on the brink of collapse?
"Yu Yuan, you must handle that remnant of Abyss Primal Blood with care!" Bertain implored, his expression grave as he turned to the stern-faced Yu Yuan. "Once the Wasteland perishes, our realm of existence will shrink ever more."
"Do you really want to see the Wasteland destroyed?" Yu Yuan challenged him.
Yu Yuan had a nagging suspicion that he was being alarmist, using fear to manipulate them, and he doubted that he truly wished for the Wasteland and the Abyss to succumb to eternal desolation.
His progression and transformation depended on the strength and number of beings connected to him. He would need to fully unravel the Wasteland's hidden secrets before deeming it worthless and taking such drastic action.
His most advantageous strategy would be to allow a flood of Gods and Sky Fiends from the Everlands to invade the Wasteland. They would hunt the Wasteland's alien beasts and native intelligent life, bolstering the might of the Gods and Sky Fiends. This would enable the Gods to extend their reach across the Wasteland, seeking out the magic arts and rules of the Heavenly Dao, extracting more primal essence, and creating even more supreme beings.
This aligns with his interests!
Historically, the Primal Blood from the Everlands and the Wasteland was used to bolster their own strength.
The more powerful his associates became, the more power and benefits he could reap. He wouldn't rashly bring about the end of the world.
"I refuse to allow the Origin Realm to meet such a fate. However, I could bear parting with the Wasteland."
He declared indifferently from high above.
Yu Yuan shook his head, "I don't believe you. You're just like me, wanting to refine that flesh. You wouldn't want it to easily escape the Wellspring of Creation and drift uncontrollably through the Wasteland!"
"Time will tell," he retorted with a cold huff.
Whoosh!
A figure, crafted from dense Soul Power, silently materialized beside the formidable golden dragon, squinting at Loong Jie.
It was another manifestation of him.
The apparition, bearing Yu Yuan's likeness, regarded Loong Jie's golden dragon eyes with an icy demeanor, "I should also congratulate you for being the first to ascend to supremacy here, thanks to the Cosmic Order and your Golden Spirit."
Loong Jie was taken aback, looking somewhat bewildered, "Who are you?"
He couldn't discern whether this Yu Yuan before him was the Yu Yuan he knew or the Primal Soul from the Abyss.
Before he could get an answer, Loong Jie instinctively sensed danger.
His dragon heart skipped a beat, and his Dragon Soul consciousness became muddled. He watched as waves of green and black ripples expanded, swiftly submerging his Dragon Soul.
In an instant, Loong Jie lost sense of his own identity.
"Loong Jie, watch out!"
Bertain's voice rang out in alarm from midair. Sensing something amiss with Loong Jie's Dragon Soul, the Demon God could no longer maintain his composure. He ceased his lofty dialogue with Yu Yuan, transforming into a streak of purple light that raced towards Loong Jie.
"Lin, give Loong Jie a hand!"
On his way, Bertain made a point to call on Lin Daoke.
Caught off guard by the unfolding events, Lin Daoke looked bewildered but heeded the call, summoning the Solar Spirit Sword that had been nurtured within his physique.
Lin Daoke glided towards Loong Jie, his eyes keenly observing every move, sword at the ready for an instant strike.
Below the expanse of sky, a massive phantom pressed its hands downward.
Boom!
A boundless greenish-black sea of souls erupted into existence with his gesture!
The overwhelming surge of Soul Power swiftly filled the heavens and spilled over the All Spirits Ban!
The Beast Gods watching the anomaly at the Wellspring of Creation from afar—Zhong Chichen, Yuan Lianyao, the Astral Tiger, and others—shuddered in their souls, their gaze clouded and unclear.
To them, the All Spirits Ban and the Wellspring of Creation seemed to merge into that greenish-black sea of souls.
The soul sea undulated gently, as if it were drawing out their souls and scrambling their consciousness, leaving them as disoriented as Loong Jie, uncertain of their own identities.
Only Yu Zhu and Youyu, beneath the sudden emergence of the greenish-black sea of souls within the All Spirits Ban, stubbornly resisted the loss of their spiritual will, maintaining a clear vision of the true scene.
Youyu and Yu Zhu's faces were stricken with horror.
Yu Yuan, in his colossal phantom form, hovered within the All Spirits Ban, as if he had transported the original form hidden within the Heart of the Everlands into this space.
His presence now exerted such a profound suppression on the souls of all beings that it compelled the Gods to bow and the Undead to kneel.
Had Youyu and Yu Zhu not been exceptional, one having ascended to the Supreme Realm through the power of Primal Vitality, the other a soul dual cultivator sheltered by the enigmatic Phoenix Shrine, they too might have been lost in that terrifying sea of consciousness.
"Be careful!" Yu Zhu cried out to Yu Yuan.
But Yu Yuan was beyond the reach of her voice, blind to the world outside.
Looking up, he saw the sky above the Soul Altar completely obscured by the vast greenish-black sea of souls.
The sky turned abruptly dark.
The luminous barrier of the All Spirits Ban was saturated with its black-green hue, rendering the inside and outside indistinguishable.
With a sudden exertion of his power, he was ready to act, his singular attribute of Soul Power poised to engulf the entire All Spirits Ban.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The eight-layered Soul Altar radiated divine light, with the Cosmic Order unfurling in a kaleidoscope of colors, layer by layer, attempting to withstand the terrifying oppression of the dark blue soul sea.
The Soul Altar expanded a millionfold, floating in the void of the All Spirits Ban, like a dome of the heavens made tangible, valiantly resisting the descent of the dark blue soul sea.
The colossal Soul Altar, beyond imagination, creaked under the pressure of the soul sea, with layers splintering and releasing beams of ice, lightning, showers of Hex Stones, blood rain, and the essence of plants.
The layered platforms of the Soul Altar, buckling under the burden, continued to fiercely resist the power of the soul sea.
Ice, lightning, light, earth, and plant life – the five Primal Anima cosmic orders – chaotically surged across the various crystalline layers, struggling mightily.
Yet, beside Loong Jie, another being had appeared, one beyond Yu Yuan's ability to meddle with.
He simply lacked the energy to intervene.
"I, too, require a Divine Weapon."
The Primal Soul nodded at the bewildered Loong Jie, remarking, "Lin Daoke's Solar Spirit Sword is neither sturdy nor sharp enough. It cannot penetrate the heavens and the earth."
Loong Jie's golden eyes were slowly engulfed by the greenish-black glow of the soul light, his sense of self fading away.
The human form of Loong Jie seemed to have his soul instantaneously seized!
"While ascending to supremacy, you continuously absorbed the abundant and pure Golden Spirit energy from the All Spirits Ban. But when you integrated this power into your bloodline and heart, my Soul Power and remnant soul also slipped into your dragon form, hastening the metamorphosis of your Dragon Soul. Within the All Spirits Ban of my creation, Yu Yuan and Bertain remained oblivious to the subtle shifts in my Soul Power and remnant soul."
"They would only become aware when my Soul Power surged forth unexpectedly and began to infiltrate you."
"Like right now."
After speaking, Yu Yuan, in his usual soul form, reached out his hand toward Loong Jie.
"I desire a golden spear."
He declared his wish.
Inside Loong Jie, the bones and sinews, along with the bloodline chain in his heart, spontaneously began to realign.
The human-shaped Loong Jie elongated, his torso condensing, transforming into a pure golden spear, which was then gently grasped by the hand of his soul.
Upon ascending to the rank of supreme being, you gain the ability to refine Yu Yuan's Life Keychain. Now, within you, no other force can even begin to contest my spiritual sense.
The figure wielding the golden spear murmured, "Jinlin."
Crack!
A multitude of delicate dragon scales sprouted from within the spear, enveloping its shaft.
In his soul form, he grasped the dragon-scaled golden spear and thrust it toward Lin Daoke, who was approaching head-on.
Swoosh!
A straight, unwavering beam of golden brilliance, embodying the purest essence of the Golden Way of Heaven, shot directly at Lin Daoke.
This spear thrust contained neither the chill of ice nor the essence of thunder magic, nor any trace of another presence.
It was the epitome of eleventh-level golden supremacy—pure and simple, devoid of any unnecessary flair.
This golden radiance, so bright that not even his dark green Soul Power could obscure it, was clearly visible to Youyu and Yu Zhu, who remained conscious on the outside.
They both exclaimed in astonishment, "A golden light!"
They could not see Yu Yuan, Bertain, or Lin Daoke—only the striking golden light!
The usually stoic master of the Sword Sect had, in the moment he poised his spear, summoned his full might. His Soul Power, vitality, and spiritual energy peaked.
Whoosh!
To the onlookers, Lin Daoke became a Divine Sword capable of cleaving through the cosmos itself!
His intensely fierce sword's will merged with the Solar Spirit Sword in his grasp, confronting the golden spear transformed from Loong Jie.
Golden light clashed with the gleaming sword light in a fleeting encounter.
The Solar Spirit Sword, perfected by Lin Daoke over millennia, nearly disintegrated in an instant beneath the golden spear's glow, scattering into a sky full of brilliant sparks.
Each spark was a remnant of his still-keen sword light, cascading down like a torrential downpour.
Though the Solar Spirit Sword lay in fragments, Lin Daoke harnessed every shattered blade, transforming them into a deluge of sword light, attempting to inflict severe damage upon his foe.
Yet, in its pure soul form, it remained unscathed amidst the downpour of sword light.
