C2271 The Bewitching of the Death God

The Death God's warning weighed heavily on Yu Yuan's heart.

Unable to suppress the ninth level of the Soul Altar, the Death God would seize the chance to possess him. Once the Primal Vitality of the Wraithlands was refined, his power would surge dramatically. The pressure he felt was immense.

The positioning of his Soul Altar's tiers was of paramount importance to the Death God.

With this in mind, he glanced at the vibrant, five-colored flesh and the Solar Spirit resting upon it.

"It's close."

The Soul Altar, nestled within his sea of consciousness, was rapidly decoding the Life Seed. Soon, he would fully grasp the essence of the Primal Blood from the Abyss of Truth.

Then, he could use the Solar Spirit to refine endless vital energy. The exact nature of the transformation that awaited him was unknown.

The Primal Blood from the three realms, combined with that from the Wasteland, should surely keep the ninth level in check.

"Arthurs mentioned there's still Primal Blood in the Origin Realm. I advise you to refine it quickly. Understanding the true essence of a Primal Anima's rule is entirely different from a blood sacrifice. I'm sure you've realized that," he mused.

"It's more secure to refine the Primal Blood from both the Origin Realm and the Wasteland before tackling that piece of flesh."

The Death God, deep within the spring, continued to send clear thoughts through vibrations that Yu Yuan could perceive.

"I'm impressed," Kurkova's voice enticed, devilish in its tone. "You know how to refine Primal Anima, just like us. Since you've started, why not go all the way? We are kin, after all. You might consider visiting our world, or perhaps it won't be long before we come to see you."

Her siren message was not just for Yu Yuan; both the Demon God Bertain and Chen Qinghuang could comprehend it.

"Farewell."

With that, the gray shadow within the spring vanished.

Arthurs, her envoy, did not reappear, and the spring remained still.

The Death God elsewhere seemed eager to swiftly eliminate the Primal Soul wreaking havoc in the Underworld, reluctant to expend further energy here.

Before fading away entirely, it left a special message in Qinghuang's mind.

Chen Qinghuang received another invitation but remained unresponsive. She chose not to accompany her into the depths of the Spring of Death, nor to venture into the Underworld.

"It's all good now."

Bertain observed Loong Jie, Green Willow, and Ballo as they gradually regained their composure and snorted, "You are far less capable than Lin Daoke."

Lin Daoke was ashen-faced. The removal of his invasive power had left the Sword Sect's master looking as though he had been through a severe illness, the damage stemming from his soul.

"Don't worry. As long as I'm alive, I can restore you to your former state," Bertain reassured with a smile. "I can take care of the wounds on your soul."

Lin Daoke nodded in agreement.

"I..."

Yu Zhu, hovering above the Phoenix Shrine, softly called out to Yu Yuan. When he turned his gaze to her, she spoke with a slight smile, "I need to return and assist my mother."

Now that Yu Yuan's Undead Sovereign body was unharmed and her true self had broken free from the All Spirits Ban, she felt it was time to depart. She was aware of her mother's grand ambitions and the necessity of her support, as well as the importance of the Phoenix Shrine.

With Yu Yuan's nod of approval, the Phoenix Shrine under her command shimmered with dazzling light, becoming the first to depart from the Creitecesh region.

Once she and the shrine had vanished from the Astral Domain, Chen Qinghuang exchanged glances with Yuan Lianyao and Demon God Bertain, then addressed Yu Yuan, "I have other matters to attend to."

In an instant, she transformed into a streak of gray-white lightning and sped away, indifferent to the fate of the Spring of Death.

"At some point, she will launch an unexpected counterattack against the Dark Phoenix," Bertain, clad in his Golden Dragon Armor, predicted as he emerged from the Spring of Death, releasing a devil soul into the open.

The devil soul lingered in solitude. The group watched and waited, and when the devil soul remained intact, the Demon God finally relaxed and chuckled, "It seems I won't have to worry about him for now."

With Bertain unscathed, Lin Daoke, Loong Jie, Green Willow, and Ballo all withdrew from the vicinity of the spring.

Mother Earth posed the question, "Should we destroy this Spring of Death, or let it be?"

The Death God of the Underworld, once it processes the spiritual sense within the Primal Soul, will inevitably extend its reach to the Origin Realm and the Wasteland. They've already planted a Spring of Death deep within the Ashlands. The recent surge in activity there is a clear sign of their malicious intent.

Bertain furrowed his brow and added, "Had it not been for their dispatch of Arthurs and the flag, we would have seen even more aggressive moves from them."

The normally arrogant Demon God expressed a sense of helplessness discussing the matter.

Yu Yuan had informed them about the crafting methods of the Evil Temple. If the Primal Soul were to be defeated by the Death God in the Underworld, the temple might be lost as well.

This would only hasten the other side's actions in the Origin Realm.

Yet, Yu Yuan had agreed to this trade out of concern for his own survival.

"For now, let's hold off on destroying it," Yu Yuan decided.

There were no objections from the group.

"Come with me inside."

Yu Yuan gestured towards the All Spirits Ban, signaling to Yuan Lianyao to enter. "In the true depths of the Abyss, there lies another legacy from the Fire Spirit. You are now ready to enter and assimilate it."

"My turn at last!"

Yuan Lianyao beamed with excitement, showing no fear of being trapped as she swiftly entered the All Spirits Ban.

Entering the seal was effortless, and she vanished into it in an instant.

Upon her arrival within the seal, a myriad of spiritual flames converged towards her, drawn by her presence.

Unlike Loong Jie, Green Willow, and Ballo, Yuan Lianyao was already a true sovereign before entering. Her unique aura attracted the fire magic and vital energy to willingly fuse with her.

In just a moment, the pinnacle of fire cosmic order was etched into her soul and bloodline.

The seal's fire energy was rapidly depleted by her presence.

Then, Yu Yuan stepped in, and with the aid of the Dragon Slaying Stage, he effortlessly brought her back out.

It all transpired so quickly that before anyone could process what had happened, Yuan Lianyao was already outside with Yu Yuan.

"I'm off to the Embers Star Region for a bit!"

She soared towards the Flame Battlefield docked at the edge of the Creitecesh. Propelled by the Three-legged Golden Crow, the chariot made its way toward the fiery heart of the Wasteland.

The Golden Crow, tasked with pulling the chariot, experienced a breakthrough in its bloodline during its swift flight, ascending to the status of a tenth-level Beast God.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The All Spirits Ban, having depleted its fire energy, once again invoked the power of the Maw of Oblivion, attempting to consume any cosmic energy within reach.

Yet, it failed to engulf anything.

The Astral Domain, having been altered by the Wraith Tree and stripped of energy by Chen Qinghuang and the Spring of Death, now lay as barren as the Abyss of Truth.

This location proved to be the ideal setting to dismantle the All Spirits Ban, for there was no remaining energy to consume or convert.

"Loong Jie, Green Willow, Ballo, you have already absorbed the golden energy, water essence, and starlight within the seal," Yu Yuan commanded. "Since it's all destined to shatter, it would be wasteful to let it go unused. Better for you to consume it."

"Alright!"

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