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Yu Yuan was hesitant. He didn't immediately agree to the Light Spirit's request, instead weighing the potential gains and losses.

The Light Spirit, with its evident ambition, could take this chance to refine the little Primal Beast, and Yu Yuan couldn't predict the outcome of such an action.

Suddenly, the golden cape that had been covering the little Primal Beast began to churn violently due to Canli's intrusion.

Deep within the cape, which resembled a golden sea, the Spirit of Fate and the Light Spirit were engaged in a fierce clash!

"Without Stephanie, you lack a suitable body. You're no match for me now!" Canli's excited voice echoed from within the tumultuous golden cape, revealing the Light Spirit's confidence.

The Spirit of Fate's ability to exert power within the cape was limited until it had completely refined the little Primal Beast, especially since it had lost Stephanie.

In contrast, the Light Spirit now possessed Canli, who had a Supreme Body, and Canli was at her peak.

All Primal Animas were constrained by their lack of a physical form. Without a Supreme Body, the divine power and cosmic order they wielded could not be fully realized.

This had always been a significant weakness of the Primal Animas!

The Light Spirit's bold move to enter the golden cape and confront the Spirit of Fate was because it had Canli, while the Spirit of Fate did not have Stephanie.

The golden cape, with its undulating waves, completely enveloped the little Primal Beast, rolling it across the stars.

At that moment, the little Primal Beast's intermittent cries and the sense of its powerful life force were no longer perceptible.

The once fierce and savage Primal Beast had been overpowered by the Spirit of Fate, its claws and teeth broken, and it had suffered severe injuries. It now seemed like a lamb awaiting slaughter.

Regardless of whether the Spirit of Fate or the Light Spirit emerged victorious, the little Primal Beast would be consumed and refined, becoming the formidable physical embodiment of a Primal Anima.

"Quick, come to my aid!"

The Spirit of Fate's piercing scream burst forth from the tumultuous golden cape.

The cape's golden surface was adorned with numerous bright patterns of cosmic order, forming various lines of fate and coalescing into whirlpools of destiny, each connecting with the native Primal Animas.

In the next instant, Primal Animas like the spirits of disaster, sorrow, and celestial music felt compelled to obey the Spirit of Fate's command, lest they face the shattering of the Way of Heaven.

All the Primal Animas suddenly realized that they were bound by the Spirit of Fate when they had dissolved and refined the supreme beings they created, a process dictated by the Spirit of Fate itself.

The Spirit of Fate, through Stephanie, disclosed the arcane technique of awakening the Primal Anima to the beings of the Otherworld. This awakening led to the Primal Anima's submission and their eventual consumption by the supreme beings who possessed flesh and blood. Each event was linked, forming an unbreakable chain.

As long as the Supreme Beings and the Primal Animas practiced according to the methods bestowed upon them, their fates would be firmly in his grasp!

With just a forceful tug, the fates of the supreme beings and the Primal Animas would seal their deaths as an inevitable reality.

Thus, despite their great dissatisfaction, the Primal Animas of the Otherworld had no recourse.

They were compelled to fly toward the golden cape, planning to aid the Spirit of Fate in eliminating Canli, enabling him to refine the Primal Beast and reemerge with even greater power.

"Haha, we're still here!"

Loong Jie burst into wild laughter, his golden dragon form undulating like a quivering wall of gold.

Whoosh!

Yuan Lianyao, encircled by myriad Flame Spirits, descended above the golden cape, intercepting the malevolent spirits that had refined Dickinson.

Ballo and Green Willow, among others, converged on the golden cape, unanimously rallying to Canli's aid.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The Primal Animas, who had assimilated the deities of the Otherworld, charged at the supreme beings. A fierce battle ensued beside the golden cape.

On one side were the supreme beings who had refined the Primal Anima, and on the other, the Primal Animas who had consumed the gods of the Otherworld. The clash of divine powers and cosmic orders erupted, turning the skies above the golden cape into a maelstrom of chaos.

Zhong Chichen, Taishi, Qi Yunhong, and the other supreme beings from the Book of Time gazed in astonishment at Yu Yuan.

All the whirlpools of fate had vanished, leaving only Yu Yuan, clutching the amethyst wand, standing amidst the void.

The God of Time, Heesters, had managed to survive, but the terrifying onslaught of fate's divine power had left him with countless shattered bones, and he was still in the throes of recovery.

The hourglass had shattered, yet he persisted in collecting each grain of the temporal sands, amassing them within his being.

For now, it appeared Heesters was unable to join the fray.

"Something doesn't feel right."

Taishi furrowed his brow, observing Yuan Lianyao, Loong Jie, Ballo, and Green Willow—these supreme beings had not sought Yu Yuan's counsel before hastily intercepting the Primal Anima.

Their actions suggested an intent to let the Spirit of Fate perish, to thwart the Primal Anima's attempts at rescue.

Yet their response was so uniform, and without consulting Yu Yuan, it was as if they had all simultaneously arrived at the same conclusion.

This struck Taishi as peculiar, and he voiced his suspicion: "Yu Yuan, there's another force influencing Loong Jie and the others!"

He didn't need to elaborate; everyone understood that the 'other force' he referred to was the Primal Soul from the Abyss.

"Yu Yuan, thank you!"

The Light Spirit's voice of gratitude echoed in Yu Yuan's Soul Altar. It naturally assumed that its oath and the promises it had made were the reasons why Loong Jie, Ballo, Green Willow, and Yuan Lianyao had intervened to block the other Primal Animas.

It believed that this was Yu Yuan's directive, as he had commanded the supreme beings through the Soul Altar.

The Sovereigns exerted their full might to prevent additional Primal Animas from entering the golden cape and aiding the Spirit of Fate against it.

"Rest assured, once I refine this Primal Beast, I will honor my pledge!"

Even without Stephanie, the Spirit of Fate was confident in its ability to manage, but it was uncertain about facing a multitude of Primal Animas from the Otherworld.

The support of the supreme beings greatly steadied the Light Spirit, enabling it to concentrate all its energy on the battle with the Spirit of Fate.

"It wasn't me; I gave no such guidance," Yu Yuan responded.

Regrettably, at this point, the Light Spirit and the Spirit of Fate were too entwined in their struggle to hear his reply. Or perhaps, even if they had heard, they had no time to continue the dialogue.

The cape that tightly enveloped the small Primal Beast, shimmering like a sea of undulating gold, suddenly revealed numerous indentations and bulges across its surface.

The golden cape radiated a divine, liquid-like sheen that was dazzling to behold.

Gradually, a peculiar scent of blood started to emanate from the golden cape.

*Roar!*

After a long period of silence, the little Primal Beast finally found a moment to breathe amidst the fierce clash between the Spirit of Fate and the Light Spirit, unleashing another soul-wrenching roar.

This roar caused Zhiya, the Dark Phoenix hidden in the void, to feel as though her heart was bleeding.

Zhiya, who had been frantically screaming and scratching her head, began to quiet down in the face of Yu Yuan's indifferent demeanor.

Her cold and obsessive phoenix eyes initially glared at Yu Yuan, then shifted into a look of desperate pleading.

"Save me!"

She communicated her entire plea through the intensity of her gaze.

Yet, Yu Yuan remained unmoved.

Elsewhere.

In Youyu's grasp, the soul stone cradled the Root of the Lunar Meridian that had undergone rapid transformation within the Genesis Nebula. After a period of gathering strength and lying dormant, it seemed on the verge of evolving into a new Primal Anima.

The soul stone had become akin to another Wraithlands, teeming with a multitude of ghosts and spirits.

At that moment, as the Root of the Lunar Meridian neared its metamorphosis, it trembled within the soul stone, sending out a message: "He's here! He's right here!"

Youyu, startled, exclaimed, "Yu Yuan, he's right here!"

Taishi, Zhong Chichen, Qi Yunhong, Yu Yiyi, and even Heesters, the God of Time who was still recuperating, were taken aback by Youyu's cry.

"Who is he?" Heesters inquired, somewhat perplexed.

As the God of Time, he lacked a profound grasp of the Abyss's Primal Soul and thus harbored no fear.

But he quickly noticed the alarm on the faces of those who heard Youyu's words.

"Is he truly that formidable?"

Heesters swiftly grasped who Youyu was referring to and what they were dreading.

"I believe he's even more fearsome than the Spirit of Fate!" Zhong Chichen lamented.

Taishi nodded solemnly.

With a grave expression, Heesters was swept up in their apprehension, scanning the surroundings, intent on locating the enigmatic Primal Soul.

"I've known for a long time that he was here, but I couldn't pinpoint his location!" Yu Yuan declared in a grave tone.

The Root of the Lunar Meridian was on the verge of transforming into new Primal Vitality, having already merged with the Primal Vitality of the Origin Realm, which allowed it to faintly perceive his presence.

Yu Yuan had taken note of the numerous enigmas and secrets that had emerged on the ninth tier of his Soul Altar.

This indicated that after Yuan Lianyao, Loong Jie, Green Willow, Ballo, and the others had dissolved their respective Primal Anima, they too had reaped considerable benefits.

Thus, Yu Yuan was well aware of the Primal Soul's existence and its involvement in the conflict, yet he remained unable to locate it.

"Ugh!"

Heesters, still reeling from his wounds, abruptly turned his gaze to the ring of light within the Genesis Nebula, where a star had not yet faded into oblivion.

This star had whirled them around the Genesis Nebula, perhaps more than once, after being cast out of the void by the Spirit of Fate.

Now settled within the Genesis Nebula, it continued to consume copious amounts of cosmic energy. Its surface, riddled with deep cavities, beckoned gods from the Otherworld and had drawn figures like Yuan Lianyao and Loong Jie to its vicinity.

In that moment, the space around it rippled with overlapping folds.

It shone brilliantly once more, brimming with powerful space magic, now appearing even more magnificent.

"The Spirit of Time that departed from within me!"

Heesters exclaimed in shock.

At his words, all eyes turned towards the star, from those still locked in combat to the onlookers on the Book of Time, and even Yu Yuan, who clutched the amethyst wand amidst the void between the star and the Book of Time.

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