C2245 The Dragon Became a Divine Weapon
Everyone who heard his words felt a shiver run down their spine.
The fate of the white python Beast God and the accounts from Yu Yuan and the Demon Phoenix made everyone realize a chilling truth.
The eerie flesh suppressed in the Creation Pool by the Myriad Spirit Restriction would instinctively consume any flesh it could.
It had long since lost its spiritual consciousness, stripped of its life's essence by Yu Yuan, leaving only the primal instinct to feed.
Moreover, it originated from the true Abyss, a terrifying Origin Soul once on par with the Origin Soul of the Origin Realm. What would become of the Desolate Realm if it broke free from the Myriad Spirit Restriction's control?
Wouldn't it consume all the Beast Gods, alien beasts, and intelligent races of the Desolate Realm?
Could the current state of the real Abyss be a glimpse into the near future of the Desolate Realm?
Beilstein, Lin Daoke, Mu Xiao, the Moon Succubus Queen, the Earth Rift Beast, the Blazing Sun Toad, and other alien beasts all felt a cold dread creeping up within them.
With the Origin Realm already enveloped by his power, save for the Cold Domain, was the Desolate Realm, which everyone had struggled to enter, also on the brink of succumbing?
"Yu Yuan, you must handle the flesh left by the Abyss Origin Blood with care," Beilstein implored, his voice heavy with concern as he looked at Yu Yuan's stern expression. "Once the Desolate Realm perishes, our realm of existence will shrink ever more."
"Do you really want to see the Desolate Realm perish?" Yu Yuan challenged him.
Yu Yuan had a nagging suspicion that he was being alarmist, using fear to manipulate everyone, and he didn't believe that he truly wished for the Desolate Realm to become a desolate wasteland like the Abyss.
His progression and evolution depended on the vitality and strength of the beings connected to him; he needed to fully unravel the secrets hidden within the Desolate Realm. Only when he deemed the Desolate Realm valueless would he possibly act.
The most advantageous strategy for him would be to encourage a massive influx of Protoss and Devaputra into the Desolate Realm.
They would hunt the alien beasts and the native intelligent races, bolstering the might of the Protoss and Devaputra. By extending their reach throughout the Desolate Realm, they would seek out the evolved Heavenly Dao Laws, distill more essence, and forge even greater Paragons.
This aligned perfectly with his interests!
Previously, both the Vast Expanse's Origin Blood and the Desolate Realm's Origin Blood had bolstered their strength in this very manner.
The more powerful those associated with him became, the greater the power and benefits he would reap. It was unlikely that he would rashly bring about destruction.
"I refuse to let the Origin Realm face such a destiny. However, I am willing to sacrifice the Desolate Realm if necessary."
His voice was detached as he spoke from the heavens.
Yu Yuan shook his head. "I don't buy it. You're just like me, wanting only to refine that chunk of flesh. You wouldn't want it to easily escape the Creation Pool and drift uncontrollably through the Desolate Realm!"
"Just wait and see," 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 yet another manifestation of him.
This apparition, too, bore the likeness of Yu Yuan, who with an icy demeanor, addressed Loong Jie, "I should also congratulate you for utilizing the Gold Origin Spirit's profound laws to remain here and ascend to supremacy before anyone else."
Loong Jie was taken aback, visibly confused. "Who are you?"
He struggled to discern whether this Yu Yuan before him was the one he knew or the Abyss Origin Soul.
Before he could get an answer, Loong Jie's instincts screamed danger.
His dragon heart skipped a beat, his dragon soul consciousness became chaotic, and he watched as waves of green and black ripples swiftly submerged his dragon soul.
In an instant, Loong Jie lost all sense of his identity.
"Loong Jie, watch out!"
Beilstein's voice rang out sharply through the air. Sensing the anomaly in Loong Jie's dragon soul, the Great Demon God could no longer maintain his composure. He ceased his lofty discussion with Yu Yuan and transformed into a streak of purple light, racing towards Loong Jie.
"Lin, give Loong Jie a hand!"
On his way, Beilstein made a point to call out to Lin Daoke.
Caught off guard by the unfolding events, Lin Daoke was momentarily bewildered but swiftly heeded Beilstein's call, summoning the Yang God Sword that had been cultivated within his physique.
Lin Daoke gracefully approached Loong Jie, vigilantly observing his movements and preparing to draw his sword at a moment's notice.
Underneath the expanse of the sky, he pressed his hands downward.
Boom!
A vast, dark-green sea of souls erupted into existence with his gesture!
The immense and powerful soul energy instantly filled the heavens and spilled over the Myriad Spirit Restriction!
The many Beast Gods watching the anomaly at the Creation Pool from afar, including Zhong Chichen, Yuan Lianyao, and Sky Tiger, felt their souls quake, their vision clouded.
To their eyes, the Myriad Spirit Restriction and the Creation Pool seemed to merge into the dark-green sea of souls.
The soul sea undulated, threatening to draw away their souls and scramble their consciousness, leaving them as disoriented as Loong Jie, uncertain of their own identities.
Only Yu Zhu and Youyu, standing firm beneath the newly emerged dark-green sea of souls in the Myriad Spirit Restriction, managed to resist the bewilderment of their spiritual wills, maintaining a clear view of the true scene.
Youyu and Yu Zhu were visibly shaken.
Yu Yuan, in his colossal Void Soul form, seemed to have transported his primordial state from the depths of the vast sea to the Myriad Spirit Restriction.
His current suppression of the souls of all beings was so intense that it compelled gods to worship and the undead to prostrate themselves.
Had Youyu and Yu Zhu not been exceptional—Youyu having ascended to the Supreme Being Realm through the power of the Origin Soul and Yu Zhu having cultivated both her soul and body with the aid of the enigmatic Phoenix Shrine—they too might have succumbed to the overwhelming sea of consciousness.
"Be careful!"
Yu Zhu called out to Yu Yuan.
Yet, Yu Yuan was now deaf to her voice and blind to the external world.
Looking up, he saw the sky above the Soul Altar completely obscured by the expansive, dark-green sea of souls.
The light dimmed abruptly.
The luminous barrier of the Myriad Spirit Restriction was saturated with its dark-green hue, making it impossible to discern anything beyond.
With a sudden surge of power, he readied himself to act, capable of filling the entire Myriad Spirit Restriction with his singular attribute of soul energy!
Hua! Hua! Hua!
The eight-tiered Soul Altar radiated with divine brilliance, its colorful Laws of the Great Dao unfolding layer by layer in an attempt to withstand the terrifying oppression of the dark-green sea of souls.
The Soul Altar expanded a millionfold, floating in the void of the Myriad Spirit Restriction, like a solidified expanse of the heavens, valiantly resisting the encroaching dark-green soul sea.
The vast Soul Altar, beyond imagination, creaked under the pressure of the soul sea, its layers splintering with bursts of ice, lightning, Divine Stones, blood rain, and the essence of flora.
The stacked layers of the Soul Altar, buckling under the immense burden, continued to fiercely resist the force of the soul sea.
Ice, thunder, light, earth, and vegetation—five elemental Dao laws of the Origin Spirit—scrambled across the crystalline surfaces in a visibly arduous struggle.
Yet, there was another being beside Loong Jie, one that Yu Yuan could not possibly intervene with.
He simply lacked the energy.
"I, too, need a divine weapon."
The Origin Soul nodded at the bewildered Loong Jie and remarked, "The Yang God Sword wielded by Lin Daoke is neither sturdy nor sharp enough. It cannot pierce through heaven and earth."
Loong Jie's golden pupils were slowly overwhelmed by the green-black glow of the soul light, gradually losing his sense of self.
The human-shaped Loong Jie appeared as if his soul had been instantaneously seized!
"While ascending to the Supreme Being, you continuously absorbed the abundant and pure Gold Origin Spirit energy from the Myriad Spirit Restriction. Yet, when you integrated the power into your bloodline and heart, my soul energy and consciousness also slipped into your dragon form, hastening the metamorphosis of your dragon soul. Within the Myriad Spirit Restriction I crafted, neither Yu Yuan nor Beilstein could detect the subtle shifts in my soul energy and consciousness."
"They would only become aware when my soul energy made a sudden, invasive appearance, like now."
With these words, he extended his hand towards Loong Jie in his normal soul form.
"I desire a golden lance."
He articulated his wish.
Within Loong Jie, the bones and Bloodline Crystal Chains in his heart spontaneously began to adjust.
The human-shaped Loong Jie elongated, his torso narrowing, transforming into a pure golden lance, which was then gently grasped by the hand of his soul.
Upon ascending to the rank of Supreme Being, you'll gain another advantage: the ability to refine Yu Yuan's Life Keychain. Now, within you, no other force can even slightly contend with my soul consciousness.
He, clutching the golden spear, murmured, "Jin Lin."
Crack!
A multitude of fine dragon scales sprouted from within the spear, enveloping the shaft.
In his soul form, wielding the dragon-scaled golden spear, he lunged at Lin Daoke, who was approaching.
Whoosh!
A beam of golden brilliance, utterly straight and unerring, imbued with the purest essence of the Gold Great Dao, hurtled towards Lin Daoke.
This thrust contained neither the laws of ice nor thunder, nor any concealed aura.
It was the pinnacle of power for a Gold Supreme of the Eleventh Level!
Pure and simple to the extreme, devoid of any frivolous embellishments.
This golden radiance, so bright that not even his dark soul energy could obscure it, was clearly visible to Youyu and Yu Zhu, who remained lucid on the outside.
They both exclaimed in astonishment.
"A streak of golden light!"
They could not see Yu Yuan or Beilstein, only the brilliant golden light!
The Sword Sect Lord, usually devoid of expression and emotional turbulence, had, in the moment he poised his spear, amassed his full might. His soul energy, blood essence, and spiritual power were all elevated to their zenith.
Whoosh!
To the onlookers within, Lin Daoke became a Divine Sword capable of cleaving the heavens and the earth!
His intensely fierce sword intent and the Yang God Sword in his grasp fused into one, confronting the golden spear transformed from Loong Jie.
A flash of golden light met a gleaming sword light in a fleeting clash.
The Yang God Sword, perfected by Lin Daoke over countless years, nearly instantaneously shattered under the glow of the golden spear, bursting into a sky full of brilliant sparks.
Each spark was a remnant of his still-sharp sword intent, scattering like a torrential downpour.
Though the Yang God Sword was now in pieces, Lin Daoke made full use of every fragment, transforming the scattered blades into a deluge of sword lights in an attempt to inflict severe damage.
Yet, he, in his pure soul form, remained unscathed amidst the downpour of sword light.
