C2385 The Demon Lord's Encounter!

Tan Xiaotian gazed at Creation Peak with a frosty look. His stance towards the Origin Spirit had undergone a monumental shift.

To him, the Origin Spirits dispersed throughout the worlds had become unforgivable enemies of all living beings.

Whoosh!

Creation Peak, in its relentless flight, suddenly burst forth with dazzling divine brilliance. The blinding beams coalesced into sharp blades, unleashing the profound truths of the Light Origin Spirit's Great Dao.

The swath of darkness Tan Xiaotian had nonchalantly cast was riddled with holes by thousands of those dazzling divine lights, yet the ascent of Creation Peak remained unstoppable!

"Wu!"

Beilstein exclaimed in astonishment, halting mid-flight to gaze at Creation Peak in amazement.

The old demon recognized the surge of power from Creation Peak, realizing that it was the Light Origin Spirit, still self-aware, that had infused it with divine power to shatter Tan Xiaotian's dark obstruction.

In the next moment, Creation Peak faced Tan Xiaotian's mountainous form, radiating a spectacle of swirling stars and the brilliant glow of the sun and moon.

Stars, sun, and moon, like luminous eyes, unleashed a blinding divine light, each harboring numerous Laws within.

The barrier of darkness, forged by Tan Xiaotian's dark divine power, was shredded by the onslaught of light.

Yet, the trajectory of Creation Peak through the void didn't falter for an instant!

"Heh!"

An enraged Tan Xiaotian bared his teeth in a loud laugh: "Bring it on! I want to see if you can penetrate my Darkness Heavens after assimilating the Great Dao secrets of the Sun, Moon, and Stars!"

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Behind Tan Xiaotian, the void birthed six pitch-black canopies, resembling six enigmatic and fleeting Darkness Worlds, hovering in the deep space behind him.

The Demon Lord, with a sudden cry, raised his arms high. The six dark heavens swirled around him like a massive, fluttering cloak of darkness.

Within these six dark canopies lay a patchwork of arcane and fragmented Darkness Dao Laws, presenting a multitude of shattered remnants of dark realms.

The myriad of darkness laws concealed within these six dark heavens were not the endowment of the Darkness Origin Spirit from the Abyss World.

The onlookers above the Creation Pool fixed their eyes on the six dark heavens emerging behind Tan Xiaotian, slowly sensing the presence of six Darkness Paragons from different eras hidden within.

Like Tan Xiaotian, there appeared to have been six individuals who had ascended to the Supreme through the Dao of Darkness.

All had been extinguished!

"Hahaha!" Tan Xiaotian, having unleashed six great dark canopies, stood before Creation Peak, his form suddenly shifting.

Boom!

A towering divine idol emerged before the six dark canopies. With a grotesque grin, he stretched out a massive, pitch-black hand, blocking Creation Peak's path. This hand of darkness before Creation Peak loomed like an insurmountable mountain.

The blinding light bursting from Creation Peak, along with the razor-sharp blades forged from the Great Dao of the sun, moon, and stars, struck the dark hand, dissolving silently into the darkness like clay dragons swallowed by the sea.

Tan Xiaotian, filled with smug satisfaction, bellowed, "I want to see what else you can do!"

Whoosh!

The once lush and vibrant colossal tree sprouted anew from the summit of Creation Peak, its jade-like leaves shimmering with a crystalline glow. The rich vitality of the vegetation coursed through the tree's massive trunk, transforming into a soothing essence that nourished it.

Rip!

Strands of dark green lightning coiled around its bark, like armored scales, reaching into the leaves along the branches. Massive orbs of thunder, resembling fruits, emerged abundantly among the foliage.

The profound truths of the plant and thunder Daos, along with the power of the Origin Spirits, began to converge in a mighty display of energy.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Subsequently, the soul-like form of Mother Earth, the sentient consciousness of the tree, and the spirit of the thunder Origin Spirit, materialized as three distinct apparitions on the tree's trunk.

The soul-like visages of the three Origin Spirits were imbued with a sickly, zealous fervor that seemed unsettling. This irrational fanaticism had obliterated their innate spirituality, driving them to obliterate any obstacle in the path of their feverish devotion.

Every creature, every being in the world, who dared to obstruct their pilgrimage, would be ruthlessly destroyed by them!

"They've changed," Jee Ningshuang observed from above the Creation Pool, her cool gaze fixed on the soulful manifestations of the three Origin Spirits. She addressed Yu Yuan, the Undead Sovereign at her side, "It seems we can no longer communicate with them normally."

Yu Yuan nodded in understanding.

"Perhaps Tan Xiaotian is correct; the Origin Spirits are indeed anomalies," the Secular Bird Queen declared icily.

Whoosh!

The Soul of the Light Origin Spirit, previously concealed, suddenly emerged at the summit of the tree trunk. Poised on a leaf as green as jade, it gazed at Tan Xiaotian with furrowed brows.

Unlike Mother Earth, Thunder, and the Tree's Origin Soul, it was distinctly different, being in a lucid state.

A look of astonishment spread across its exquisite, jade-like face as it fixed its eyes on Tan Xiaotian, exclaiming in surprise, "You haven't been overtaken by the darkness or tainted by the Origin Soul."

"Hahaha!"

Tan Xiaotian broke into a wild grin, his laughter echoing around. He gave the Soul of the Light Origin Spirit a penetrating look and inquired, "Where is Canli?"

The Light Origin Spirit could only exert its full divine might when dwelling within Canli, the supreme vessel. Without her, it wouldn't even merit his concern.

Tan Xiaotian, having had an extraordinary adventure in a strange land, was determined to best Canli and had a burning desire to overpower the Light Origin Spirit.

What he coveted most was to compel the Light Origin Spirit to inhabit Canli's body and battle him at its peak strength.

He had fearlessly plunged into the foreign realm, weathered countless ordeals, and endured brutal combat to amass his vast divine power. Naturally, he yearned to prove his mettle.

Especially with Yu Yuan, the Great Demon God Beilstein, Lin Daoke, and Chen Qinghuang in attendance.

Tan Xiaotian sought to make them all witnesses to his triumph!

"She's not here."

The Light Origin Spirit, with eyes reflecting a bright sorrow, showed a hint of regret upon hearing Canli's name.

"Not here?"

Tan Xiaotian paused, stroking his chin thoughtfully as he surveyed Creation Peak, then scrutinized Beilstein, Yu Yuan, and Chen Qinghuang, his expression revealing his contemplation.

"Hmm!"

After watching Tan Xiaotian intently for some time, the Great Demon God Beilstein finally exclaimed, "Impressive, lad! You've actually managed to retain your sense of self?"

He had been covertly observing and was taken aback to discover no trace of the Light Origin Spirit within the Demon Lord's body.

Tan Xiaotian had not been seized or refined by the Light Origin Spirit, yet he managed to unleash the six fragmented veils of the Darkness Sky Curtain, halting the roaring Creation Peak, much to the old demon's pleasant surprise.

"Come on, tell me how you gained such immense dark power after you arrived in the foreign lands?" the old demon chortled.

"Beilstein!"

Tan Xiaotian inhaled deeply, his gaze fixed on the supreme being birthed in the Origin Realm, his demeanor growing markedly solemn: "It was only after I came to the foreign lands that I discovered you've also carved out quite the formidable reputation across its thirty-six worlds!"

"It's nothing to write home about," the old demon said, dismissing the notion with a smile.

Stephanie, who was ranked before him, had been subtly influenced by the Spirit of Fate, and with the Time God, Heesters, still unaccounted for, the old demon found his spirits waning.

Particularly when he considered the Origin Soul that emerged from the Abyss, his pride swelled even less.

Whoosh!

Yu Yuan, the "Undead Sovereign," materialized on Creation Peak, alighting on a verdant bough, and inquired, "Mr. Tan, what brings you here?"

Creation Peak had come to a standstill.

The Light Origin Spirit paused briefly before using its sway to plunge the other three Origin Spirits into a temporary state of bewilderment.

The fervor vanished from the faces of the three Origin Spirits, replaced by a bewildered emptiness, as if they were momentarily soulless.

Without Canli's appearance and no chance to properly clash with the Light Origin Spirit, Tan Xiaotian, under the scrutiny of Beilstein and Yu Yuan, furrowed his brow in contemplation.

After a short while, Tan Xiaotian shared his adventures in the foreign realm: "Here's what happened..."

Upon reaching the foreign lands through the spring in the Desolate Realm, he swiftly unraveled the enigmas of its thirty-six worlds and learned of the enigmatic Origin Domain, the cradle of the Origin Spirits of all worlds.

Thus, Tan Xiaotian headed straight for the Origin Domain.

As the others grappled with the Abyss Origin Soul in the Origin Realm and Desolate Realm, Tan Xiaotian had already embarked on his quest within the Origin Domain.

He yearned to discover another Darkness Spirit there and aimed to refine it, with the intention of anointing it as the God of Darkness in the foreign lands.

The technique he learned for refining Origin Spirits had become widespread across the thirty-six worlds of the foreign realm, disseminated by the Spirit of Fate through the words of Stephanie.

After ascending to godhood, he intended to return to the Origin Realm and the Desolate Realm. His next challenge would be to confront Canli and the Light Origin Spirit in battle.

He spent some time adrift in the Origin Domain before he finally entered the luminous ring of the Creation Star River, where he searched extensively. Yet, he did not encounter any new Darkness Spirits; instead, he came across a variety of Origin Spirits that persistently attacked him on his journey. It seemed that every Origin Spirit in the Origin Domain harbored a deep-seated animosity toward flesh-and-blood beings like himself, leading to numerous grueling fights.

His quest led him to six shattered Darkness Realms. Within these realms, he discovered remnants of an advanced dark civilization and the remains of those who had delved into the mysteries of darkness. From these relics and the fragmented realms, he gleaned new dark laws.

Ultimately, he gathered the fragmented dark laws scattered across various locations within the Creation Star River and refined them, along with the six Darkness Realms. This granted him six Darkness Canopies and significantly bolstered his magical prowess.

However, this period of fortune was short-lived. Before long, he sensed the presence of familiar Darkness Spirits and the dreadfully powerful Abyss Origin Soul within the Creation Star River.

Tan Xiaotian, having refined the six Darkness Realms, realized he was no match for the Origin Soul or the Darkness Spirit and was forced to retreat into the boundless land he had previously discovered. He had noticed that Origin Spirits were drawn by a mysterious force within the infinite void, which discouraged those beyond the light ring from venturing too deep into the nothingness. Moreover, he found that the Abyss Origin Soul, which could once invade him, was now unable to detect his presence in the void's depths.

Neither the Abyss Origin Soul nor the Darkness Spirit that had elevated him to supremacy seemed eager to enter the void prematurely or be influenced by the summoning force. Furthermore, the Abyss Origin Soul was incapable of afflicting him within the void.

Aware of the numerous advantages the void's depths offered him, and to evade detection by the Origin Soul and prevent another possession by the Darkness Spirit, he had no choice but to wander the void.

"Upon my arrival in the Origin Domain, all the Origin Spirits regarded me with hostility, each one intent on my destruction."

Tan Xiaotian's expression was icy as he recalled the string of unfortunate and sorrowful days. He spoke with a frosty voice, "I've come to realize the truth. Regardless of the type of Origin Spirit, in the end, they're all inevitably drawn into the void by that force. What's more, that force grows stronger the deeper it goes, and its influence continues to expand."

He finished speaking and turned his steely gaze to the Light Origin Spirit, which still clung to its sanity. "Don't get too smug! The fate of Mother Earth, the Creation Wood, and the Thunderbolt is a preview of what's to come for you."

He had already pierced through the veil of reality.

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