C2258 The Six and Seven Merged

Within the Wellspring of Creation, Yu Yuan sat upon the vibrant, five-colored flesh, his presence split between two forms.

One was the Solar Spirit Body, gripping the Dragon Slaying Stage, occasionally casting glances at Dark Phoenix Zhiya.

The other, his true form, had released the eight-tiered Soul Altar, channeling the soul essence of the old crone, a remnant of the Primal Vitality, into the sixth tier.

The intricacies of Spirit Magic and the rules concerning the purification and reincarnation of souls deepened in their complexity.

Yu Yuan required no effort to grasp this advanced and intricate knowledge; it was naturally imprinted within the stage, continuously undergoing new transformations.

"Alas, I couldn't stop Him after all."

Bertain, trapped within his seal, shook his head in lament, "The Wraithlands will fall. All the ghosts that Youyu failed to evacuate with the soul stone will perish alongside the demise of the Primal Vitality."

Lin Daoke and Green Willow bore expressions of mixed emotions.

Before their eyes, the lingering will of the Primal Vitality, which had assumed the guise of an old woman, vanished. This deity, who governed the cycle of life and death in the Origin Realm and bestowed souls upon the Otherkin, had also been a formidable bulwark against the Primal Souls of the Abyss.

And now, that bulwark had abruptly crumbled.

"How odd, a portion of the chilly Soul Power has also seeped into the wall."

Moments later, the Great Demon God Bertain acutely detected an additional presence of Soul Power within the resplendent seal, distinctly arising from the refined essence of ghosts.

This frigid Soul Power stood out starkly from the greenish-black Soul Power, not sharing the same origin.

"He's engulfing the Primal Vitality in the Wraithlands, His own transformations directly affecting the All Spirits Ban!"

Bertain came to a sudden realization.

As He devoured and refined the Primal Vitality, the laws of the soul He governed underwent a transformation. The All Spirits Ban, intrinsically linked to His existence, the soul arcane He had laid out, and the Soul Power He had bequeathed, were all adapting in response.

The Spirit Magic of the Primal Vitality, once inscribed within the All Spirits Ban, had also drawn a portion of the Wraithlands' Soul Power into its fold.

The All Spirits Ban, intricately linked with Mind Magic, was on the verge of becoming more complete. Infused with Soul Power refined from ghosts, the All Spirits Ban could manifest a greater array of transformations, and its might was set to escalate further.

With each enhancement, Bertain's mana swelled, fortifying the All Spirits Ban even more!

Boom!

As Bertain grasped the intricacies of the All Spirits Ban, a thunderous boom erupted from Yu Yuan's Soul Altar. Instinctively, Bertain's gaze snapped towards the source.

"Your Soul Altar!"

In an instant, the Great Demon God Bertain let out a piercing scream. He witnessed an extraordinary shift on the sixth and seventh tiers of Yu Yuan's Soul Altar, coinciding with the resonating boom. A green soul thread from the Primal Soul and the soul essence, either grayish-white or dark green from the Primal Vitality, tentatively touched at the juncture of the platform.

How could this be?

Bertain was profoundly shaken, pondering: Could the Primal Soul's consumption and absorption of the Primal Vitality in the Wraithlands be mirrored in Yu Yuan's Soul Altar? Surely Yu Yuan's Soul Altar wasn't constantly under the sway of the Primal Soul? If so, would Yu Yuan's real body ever truly break free?

Huala!

Suddenly, a boundless crimson glow burst forth from the highest platform of Yu Yuan's Soul Altar. Enormous Life Seeds encircled the Tree of Life, reminiscent of myriad Abyssal creatures erased from the annals of time, now briefly brought forth. Among them was the fearsome Chaos Titan, as if bellowing at the Tree of Life itself. Additionally, there were numerous titans of intelligent life, indistinct to Bertain, yet seemingly no less formidable than the Chaos Titan, gazing across eons at the Tree of Life, the symbol of Primal Blood from the Wasteland.

The Tree of Life, embodying Yu Yuan's thoughts and intellect, was deciphering the Secrets of Life and delving into the bloodline mysteries shaped by millennia of evolution.

Hua! Hua! Hua!

Like a cascade, blood surged from Yu Yuan's massive form and into the uppermost tier of the Soul Altar, setting it trembling incessantly. A tremendous oppressive force bore down from above, intensifying the merging signs between the sixth and seventh levels, making the union all the more pronounced.

"What's happening? It's completely opaque to me!"

Bertain scratched his head in bewilderment. The more he observed, the murkier his thoughts became. He couldn't decipher the significance behind the Soul Altar's transformation, nor could he determine if it had any connection to the Primal Soul of the Abyss.

If he was at a loss, then Lin Daoke, Green Willow, Loong Jie, and the Beast Gods on the outside were even more clueless.

"This..."

Inside their little world, the two Yu Yuan were also scrutinizing the Soul Altar, watching its peculiar behavior.

Originally, the Blood Altar had ascended to the highest level due to the manifestation of the Tree of Life. At that time, the Blood Altar exerted a tremendous pressure, hinting at a potential fusion with the sixth and seventh levels. But back then, it was merely a possibility.

Now, as the Primal Vitality of the Wraithlands faced its demise, it cast the last portion of its soul law towards the sixth level, triggering an unexpected transformation. The Soul Altar began to merge in earnest!

The Blood Altar surged with an immense vital energy, exerting even greater force, intent on accelerating the fusion of the two levels below into one.

"Soul Power is insufficient."

This realization struck Yu Yuan as he sensed that the merging of the two lower levels also required the support of Soul Power.

With this thought, his gaze swiftly shifted to Bertain, Lin Daoke, Ballo, and Green Willow, who were within the vibrant, multicolored wall.

Within this enchanting barrier, alongside energies of metal, wood, water, fire, earth, sun, moon, stars, thunder, and ice, there was an abundance of Soul Power. And within that Soul Power lurked a chilling, eerie force.

"That's precisely what I need!"

With a whoosh, a blood-yellow river materialized on the sixth level of his Soul Altar. A diminutive Crucible of Rebirth began to emerge, and the nascent forms of Shadow Mountains started to solidify.

It was as if the entire Wraithlands were being miniaturized within the Soul Altar, which was desperate for external aid to realize its transformation.

This intense longing and need were directly conveyed to the All Spirits Ban, which in turn drew the necessary power from the wall. Consequently, visible streams of soul light, drawn by the Soul Altar, left the wall of the All Spirits Ban and surged towards the sixth and seventh levels of the Soul Altar.

The Soul Power that had been left within the All Spirits Ban, along with the chilling Frost Spirit from the Wraithlands, was completely engulfed by the Soul Altar!

Lin Daoke and his companions were dumbfounded by this spectacle.

As he waged war in the Wraithlands and dissolved the Primal Vitality, the Soul Power he had left in the All Spirits Ban, as well as the Frost Spirit he had acquired from the Wraithlands, were unexpectedly commandeered by Yu Yuan using the Soul Altar.

It was akin to snatching food from the jaws of a tiger!

...

In the Abyss of Truth.

Qi Yunhong and Yu Yiyi were also gazing upward, transfixed by the anomalies unfolding in the void.

Suddenly, they noticed the Soul Power, tinged with a frigid aura and escaping from the remnants of the Genesis Continent, was no longer ascending toward the darkness above.

Instead, it was being drawn away by a force of a higher order, vanishing into nothingness right before their eyes.

Both were utterly perplexed.

"How come the Soul Power, transformed from the ghosts and spirits he vanquished using the Genesis Continent, isn't entering the darkness above him?" Qi Yunhong sought answers from the Tree of Life.

Qi Yunhong and Yu Yiyi could tell something was amiss; it seemed as though some force had intercepted the harvest that was meant for him, seizing the power midway.

Yet neither the Tree of Life nor the Thunder Spirit could resolve their doubts.

...

"The Soul Altar is converging, merging into one!"

Bertain's Devil Eyes shone with intrigue, now convinced that a monumental transformation was occurring within the Soul Altar.

He watched intently as the Soul Altar, hovering above Yu Yuan's head, began to meld the distinct rule lines representing soul and spirit as it absorbed the Soul Power.

The sixth and seventh layers of the altar were gradually fusing at their juncture.

The forces of soul and spirit were on the verge of unifying within Yu Yuan's Soul Altar, forming a singular platform.

Bertain was uncertain of the implications, but he was filled with eager anticipation.

He was eager for the moment Yu Yuan would shatter the All Spirits Ban, and for the indomitable reaction of the one who stood unchallenged.

"The body of the Undead Sovereign..."

At that instant, Yu Yuan suddenly became aware of another presence of his own, far off in the Creitecesh.

Through the interface that resonated with the Primal Vitality, he observed the inner workings of the Undead Sovereign's body. The soul threads, intricately and deliberately tampered with, were visible to him as a cluster of enigmas. Inside the Undead Sovereign's body, there lay a trap that he could decipher at a glance. Bertain, Yu Zhu, and Youyu would all unwittingly succumb to it during the final moments of Yu Yuan's awakening, ensnared by His corrupting power.

Yu Yuan, in his real body within the Wellspring of Creation, attempted to shield his distant body in the Creitecesh using the Soul Altar. He sought to awaken the protective powers of his Solar Spirit Body to remain unaffected. And to his surprise, he succeeded. His soul power, as it gently merged between the sixth and seventh layers, was not confined by the Wellspring of Creation. Instead, it flowed directly into the body of the Undead Sovereign. This force immediately repelled Yu Zhu, preventing her from inadvertently succumbing to the Primal Soul while trying to save him.

The same force worked within the Undead Sovereign's body, dissolving the enigmas and psionic powers left by the Primal Soul, expunging even more complex contaminants. As his soul and Primal Vitality became one, his grasp of the rule of Spirit Magic leaped forward dramatically! In the Wraithlands, Yu Yuan had bolstered his own strength by harnessing the Primal Vitality. He capitalized on the dying gift of the Primal Vitality to fuse two layers of the Soul Altar, significantly amplifying his own power.

The merging surface struggled to ascend, aiming to overpower the Blood Altar, yet it never succeeded. "I am awake." Surrounded by a hazy emerald glow, Yu Yuan opened his eyes to the astonished stares of those around him.

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