C2353 Chaos
The luminous corridor stretched into the deepest recesses of the spring, having penetrated the All Spirits Ban.
Enigmatic and mystical time rules transformed into vivid ripples, which continued to expand the All Spirits Ban, tearing it further apart.
Yu Yuan's brow quivered as he once again sensed the Primal Soul and the presence of the fourth All Spirits Ban.
The fourth All Spirits Ban, entwined with the Primal Soul and a green-black pupil, seemed to be deliberating.
It was uncertain whether to relocate the fourth All Spirits Ban into the spring to detain the God of Time, Heesters, and prevent the Space God from transporting everyone out of the Domain of Origin.
It had manipulated the fountains of various worlds and laid out an astonishing strategy to lead the gods of this realm to the Domain of Origin.
It would not permit Heesters to leave unharmed, nor could it tolerate the escape of the supreme beings and the three Primal Beasts.
Then, suddenly, it fell into a mysterious silence.
The deity concealed somewhere within the Domain of Origin no longer seemed anxious. It appeared to have received a certain promise, confident that Heesters could not escape.
Who else in the Domain of Origin could soothe it into tranquility?
The Spirit of Creation!
Yu Yuan's face changed abruptly, realizing that the mightiest spirit of the Otherworld was poised to act.
Whether it was Zhong Chichen, the Great Demon God Bertain, or Heesters himself, the God of Time, they had all stated unequivocally that the most powerful entity across the thirty-six worlds was the Spirit of Creation of the Domain of Origin.
And here lay the Domain of Origin!
"That one is likely to intervene soon!"
Yu Yuan, having departed from the Book of Time, gazed intently at Heesters and spoke gravely, "Take heed. The strongest Primal Anima of this realm is likely to keep you here as well!"
Upon hearing this, Heesters, who had previously shown little regard for the Abyss's Primal Soul, emitted a burst of radiant light from his gem-like eyes.
Heesters was thrown into turmoil.
Abruptly, the ripples and waves carrying the Temporal Rule within the corridor he had breached came to an unexplained halt, ceasing their assault on the All Spirits Ban.
The temporal forces within the corridor were thrown into disarray by another consciousness, rendering Heesters's perception exceedingly vague.
Heesters's mind quivered, sensing that the entire Domain of Origin harbored malice towards him. This vast and enigmatic world, far greater and more mysterious than his own realm of time, was filled with hidden entities that seemed to scrutinize him across various dimensions of time and space.
His divine form appeared to be fragmented across different eras, causing his consciousness to ebb and flow erratically. In a trance, he witnessed versions of himself wandering through the River of Time at different junctures.
Suddenly, all his temporal counterparts turned to gaze upon him, yanking his divine power and consciousness, creating fissures in his being.
A faint crackling sound echoed as tiny sparks burst forth from the depths of Heesters' eyes, as if he were locked in an internal struggle against another presence within himself.
Slowly, a strange and alien consciousness, not of Heesters, began to emanate from within him.
"You, you're still here, you've always been here!" Heesters whispered to himself, his control over his Divine Power of Time slipping away.
The Spirit of Time, which he had long since refined and nearly forgotten, was now stirring back to life. The spiritual sense of the Spirit of Time, which had merged with his soul, was swiftly coalescing deep within him.
The power of the Spirit of Time, integrated into his very flesh and bones, was also reassembling from within. Even the cosmic order governed by the Spirit of Time, which had infused his heart, was now disengaging in the form of brilliant, crystalline lightning, combining with the temporal power within him to form a mysterious orb of light.
Once the orb was complete, the spiritual sense of the Spirit of Time within his soul would slowly converge and integrate with the orb, heralding the revival of the Spirit of Time.
"The legend is indeed true!" Yu Yuan exclaimed, his face taking on a new shade of concern as he observed the peculiar transformation of Heesters.
He could distinctly sense a mysterious force enveloping Heesters, aiding in the resurrection of the Spirit of Time.
The Malformed Horror, the Wendigo, and Chai En, the Gluttony God, let out simultaneous roars. Within the core of the three Primal Beasts, a nebulous spiritual sense stirred, as if summoned by an external mystical force, on the brink of a rebirth.
The three Primal Beasts howled with unease, their lifeblood coursing wildly and uncontrollably within them as the power in their hearts surged forth explosively.
Around the Malformed Horror, the God of Wind, fierce storms raged, with sharp and terrifying gusts accompanied by a shrill howling that sent shivers down one's spine.
Deep within the tempest, the Malformed Horror snarled and bared its teeth as though battling an unseen adversary.
As Wendigo and Chai En roared in fury, peculiar clouds and mists seeped from their eyes and nostrils, as if alive with their own consciousness, coalescing the energy of this realm.
In a short while, whoosh! Whoosh! Clouds of grey mist, heavy with the scent of bloodlust, and mists brimming with gluttony appeared above the heads of Wendigo and Chai En.
The spirits of bloodlust and gluttony, having been revived within the two Primal Beasts, now detached from their corporeal forms.
These two peculiar Primal Animas hovered above the Primal Beasts, scrutinizing them as though assessing their worth.
"They're different, not quite like us," Mother Earth observed from above the meteorite, addressing the Lightning and Light Spirit. "They appear to be incomplete."
The ethereal girl with pristine white wings nodded gently, remarking, "Such odd beings, yet they too have become Primal Animas."
Yu Yuan was equally astonished. He gazed at the enigmatic clouds and mists, sensing that the so-called spirits of bloodlust and gluttony resembled the seven emotions and six desires of some ancient, mysterious being.
These emotions and desires, possessing immense power, had transformed into unique Primal Animas.
These two Primal Animas, born of the seven emotions and six desires, were merely fragments of a mightier entity. Yet, after merging with Wendigo and Chai En, they had become deities of the Otherworld.
At that moment, it was clear that the two Primal Animas, born of the seven emotions and six desires, were intent on returning to their origin.
True to form, after a moment's hesitation, the clouds and mists departed from the heads of Wendigo and Chai En.
After the two Primal Beasts were stripped of their refined Primal Animas, they felt an emptiness within, their eyes reflecting utter bewilderment. Yet, upon closer inspection, they realized that their strength had not diminished significantly. The divine power they had garnered from the two Primal Animas miraculously remained within their physical forms.
The Spirits of Bloodlust and Gluttony had etched the intricacies of their rules deep into the Primal Beasts' very being. The Malformed Horror, however, faced a different fate. The Wind Spirit, reawakened within the Malformed Horror, had forcefully possessed it, wielding the divine wind power to slice through its flesh and blood. In an instant, the Malformed Horror's abdomen was gushing blood as it writhed and howled in the void.
This Wind Spirit was starkly different from the Primal Animas within the other Primal Beasts. Upon awakening, it sought to destroy the Malformed Horror in a fit of rage. Amidst the chaos, a sinuous golden figure emerged from the spring sealed by the All Spirits Ban—a colossal snake adorned with dark golden scales.
"Lord Heesters!" it exclaimed upon sighting Heesters, the God of Time. "No, this isn't where I meant to be! I've made a grave mistake!"
Then, the dark golden serpent caught sight of the wounded Malformed Horror, the bewildered Wendigo, and Chai En—all disoriented by the departure of their Primal Animas. "Malformed Horror! Wendigo! Chai En!" it cried out, its voice tinged with shock and realization that something was amiss. "What are you three doing here?"
"The God of Ruin, Dickinson! What brings you here?" the Wendigo responded, equally astonished.
"God of Ruin?" Yu Yuan took a closer look and recognized the resemblance between the dark golden serpent and the Cosmic Giant Beast he had encountered in the Ashlands. The Chaos Serpent had perished there, its venomous power claimed by the Secular Bird Queen. Meanwhile, the remaining power of ruin had fortuitously fallen into the hands of the little spinosaurus.
The deity now known as Dickinson, the God of Ruin, had ascended to divinity through the Spirit of Calamity. Originating from this realm as a spirit animal, he was now revered as a Primal Beast, much like the Malformed Horror, following his divine elevation.
However, his lineage did not descend from the Chaos Titan of the Abyss.
