C2395 The Choice of the Origin!
The little Primal Beast appeared to have glimpsed its impending death, its spiritual essence utterly extinguished.
Many Primal Animas, still conscious, were unable to perceive the manifesting wraith, yet through the vision of the Primal Soul, they all took notice of the little Primal Beast.
Indeed, it was as they anticipated!
Destiny, Light, Darkness, Time, and Space – the five formidable Primal Animas – shared an epiphany. They concurred that if the Spirit of Creation were to choose an embodiment of supreme flesh, it ought to be this little Primal Beast.
Yet, certainty is elusive.
It seemed discontented, as mysterious strands visible only to the Primal Soul began to withdraw from within the Primal Beast.
Subsequently, the resplendent lines that had stretched from the wraith's form, piercing into various portals and causing unease among the supreme beings and Primal Animas, were retracted by the wraith.
The wraith, an embodiment of the Spirit of Creation, observed the Primal Soul in silence before suddenly drifting away.
In an instant, it vanished without a trace.
Following its departure, the supreme beings and Primal Animas, still bound by the divine constraints of Time and Space, found themselves immobilized once more, their thoughts and consciousness frozen.
"Has he truly left us?" The Light Spirit inquired, unable to contain its curiosity.
"Was he not even pleased with the little Primal Beast?" The Soul Voice of the Spirit of Fate quivered with uncertainty.
The Primal Soul's grave gaze settled on the trembling little Primal Beast. "This little one you've so diligently nurtured seems to have failed to capture his interest. I spared its life, preventing you from refining it, in hopes that he would witness its potential and choose to manifest within the little Primal Beast after its transformation," it explained.
Despite a tinge of disappointment and regret, the Primal Soul's voice remained steady, unshaken by the minor setback.
The little Primal Beast was the lure it had cast, deliberately preserved for the Spirit of Creation's consideration. It had believed that the Spirit of Creation would be content with the little Primal Beast, allowing the wraith to take residence and reveal itself.
However, this was not the Origin Land, the Spirit of Creation's stronghold. Yet, with the All Spirits Ban at its disposal, it was confident that atop the stars, it could vanquish the little Primal Beast refined by the Spirit of Creation.
The Primal Soul lay concealed within the body and soul of the Primal Beast, a meticulously crafted trap by the Spirit of Creation.
Yet, this time, it had miscalculated.
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The Land of Origins.
"That little Primal Beast didn't even satisfy it."
After seizing the Undead Sovereign, not Loong Jie, Canli, Yuan Lianyao, Zhong Chichen, Heesters, nor the little Primal Beast were chosen by it, revealing a look of miscalculation.
It had allowed the little Primal Beast to live until now, forbidding the Spirit of Fate and the Light Spirit from refining it, all in preparation for the Spirit of Creation.
When the wraith of the Spirit of Creation vanished from the star, the Primal Soul was suddenly filled with unease.
"Could there be a superior choice to the little Primal Beast hidden in some remote corner?"
It shook its head gently, voicing what seemed to it an inconceivable thought, then turned its gaze to Yu Yuan's vibrant, multicolored form.
"As it merges with the Domain of Origin, if there are any more exceptional flesh and blood bodies within those worlds, you should be able to sense them." It suddenly called out with a stern voice, "At this point, no creature in the vast universe should be able to elude your perception."
The Spirit of Creation required a unique and powerful vessel, a fact well known to both Yu Yuan and it.
Throughout the cosmos, the Life Seed of Yu Yuan marked the bodies of intelligent lifeforms.
With Yu Yuan's reawakening and the merging of memories from eight grand epochs, his old ally should be capable of scouring the heavens for the strongest of flesh and blood.
Any formidable lifeform across the myriad worlds should be detectable by Yu Yuan.
The Primal Soul could sense every exceptional soul in the universe, be they Sky Fiend, ghost, or wraith; none could escape its perception if their souls were truly extraordinary.
The dominion of the Spirit of Creation extended over all Primal Animas, each bearing the Spirit's indelible mark.
One governed the Primal Animas, another wielded dominion over the flesh and blood of mortals, and a third touched the very souls of all beings.
"I shall have a look myself."
As Yu Yuan's voice faded, his massive, multicolored form began to emit a dazzling, five-colored glow.
The radiance he released could actually traverse the Spirit of Creation, spreading across the brilliant ripples of light throughout the universe at an inconceivable pace!
The thirty-six worlds of the Otherworld, the Abyss, the Origin Realm, the Wasteland, and even those more distant realms, all transformed into countless images flooding into his mind.
On the surface of his vibrant body, innumerable bright lights twinkled like stars, seemingly corresponding to the blood source of all life.
The mightiest beings within the vast expanse of the Star River shone within his consciousness.
Various unique intelligent life forms emerged in strange and remote lands, all swiftly surveyed by him.
Among them were extraordinary powerful entities that could sense the gaze of their creator. As these mighty beings grappled with confusion, Yu Yuan's scrutiny had already passed over them.
He had glimpsed the civilizations evolved by numerous powerful worlds in just a brief moment.
Yet, Yu Yuan did not detect another living creature comparable to the small Primal Beast.
"There is no other. No other body is a superior choice to this one," Yu Yuan stated with conviction.
"If you say there's none, then there's none. Odd, something's amiss here. This time it doesn't feel right," the Primal Soul brooded, sensing that something was off, feeling as though the Spirit of Creation had made its choice long ago.
"Am I not even worthy of his favor?"
Tan Xiaotian touched his nose and chuckled self-mockingly, "If I were to merge with the spirits from the six dark eras in the Domain of Origin, gaining their divine power and will, along with the Cosmic Order of other Primal Anima, wouldn't I be unbeatable?"
Tan Xiaotian, oblivious to the terror of the Spirit of Creation, still found room for humor.
"You really have no shame," the big devil managed to laugh even at this moment.
Just then—
"Sect Master!"
Ji Ningshuang, with her keen awareness, suddenly exclaimed in surprise, looking intently below.
Her gaze was fixed on where Lin Daoke, the master of the Sword Sect, stood!
She was the one who had noticed the fissure and also the one who spotted Lin Daoke's anomaly!
At that moment, Lin Daoke, having forged the source of the sword and delivered the primordial spirit sword to the Domain of Origin, remained enveloped in the resplendent divine light.
He had never stirred, nor had he ascended with Yu Yuan's immense form to behold the vistas from the heights of the Domain of Origin.
Lin Daoke remained enveloped in the resplendent glow, basking in the favor of the Way of Heaven, utilizing the enigmatic substance within the light to temper his body and soul.
The ties between the Spirit of Creation, the Primal Soul, and Yu Yuan seemed to fall on deaf ears to Lin Daoke.
He devoted himself entirely to honing his state of selflessness.
Having forged a new Primal Anima, he had earned the privilege to preserve his spiritual sense.
Before the dawn of the next epoch, Lin Daoke would awaken early, metamorphosing into the source of the sword, ready to thrive in the nascent age as the world cleaved into new realms.
"The Spirit of Creation is not merely bestowing gifts upon him; it is actively shaping him."
The Primal Soul's complexion shifted dramatically.
To his astonishment, Lin Daoke's once frail corporeal form had ascended to an unprecedented level, thanks to the cocoon of dazzling divine light!
Even he could not discern the intricacies at play.
Whir! Whir! Whir!
The anomaly of Lin Daoke lay in the myriad delicate, luminous sword lights that encircled him like Divine Thunder.
Ji Ningshuang, a fellow master of swordsmanship who had ascended to supremacy through the Way of Frost, detected an additional layer of profound frostiness being surreptitiously channeled into Lin Daoke's being.
Ji Ningshuang sensed that within a crystal at the Domain of Origin, Spirits of Extreme Cold from a bygone era were infusing Lin Daoke with the esoteric secrets of the Way of Heaven!
This was exceedingly unusual.
"It is he."
Yu Yuan, with his vibrant divine form, gazed down upon Lin Daoke and declared dispassionately, "He is the chosen of the origin."
Whir!
The wraith, once active in the Genesis Nebula as an emissary of the Spirit of Creation, suddenly materialized before Lin Daoke, the Sword Sect Master.
Only Yu Yuan and the Primal Soul could perceive it.
The wraith observed Lin Daoke, who was bathed in the brilliant divine radiance, and silently regarded the primordial spirit sword that had parted from him.
Then, the wraith, having forsaken the lesser Primal Beast, slipped through the radiant halo encasing Lin Daoke and tenderly fused with his being.
At that very moment, the Primordial Spirit Sword Lin Daoke had transformed into soared from the Domain of Origin, effortlessly traversing the true All Spirits Ban and flying towards Lin Daoke's awaiting hand.
"Lin Daoke!"
"He has chosen Lin Daoke!"
"He first shaped Lin Daoke, then through Lin Daoke's form, He wields His vast divine power!"
The Demon God Bertain, Demon Lord Tan Xiaotian, and Death God Kurkova, all swiftly came to realize what was unfolding.
Seizing control of Yu Yuan, the Primal Soul of the Undead Sovereign, they lunged full-throttle at Lin Daoke, who was enveloped in dazzling light, intent on bringing about his swift demise.
Whoosh!
Within the Blood Crystal, one of Yu Yuan's cyan-black pupils roared with legions of demons, wraiths, and ghosts. A myriad of cyan-black Soul Runes burst forth with their might.
The Levi River, the Path of Undead, and the gray-white branches of the Lunar Meridian coiled around Lin Daoke's waist in a ring formation.
From the Levi River, the Path of Undead, and the Lunar Meridian branches, hordes of demons, wraiths, ghosts, and billions of cyan-black Soul Runes surged forth!
The vast psionic power within the depths of those cyan-black eyes managed to erupt through the body of Yu Yuan, the Undead Sovereign, threatening to obliterate Lin Daoke on the spot!
Swoosh!
The blinding Primordial Spirit Sword, upon piercing through the All Spirits Ban, settled into Lin Daoke's hand.
As the Divine Sword was grasped, the resplendent divine radiance that enveloped Lin Daoke burst outward in a wild expansion.
Where the radiant divine light spread, the Levi River, the Path of Undead, the myriad Lunar Meridian tributaries, and countless devil souls, ghosts, spirits, and runes concealing the true essence of souls were effortlessly ground into oblivion!
In a mere moment, Lin Daoke's surroundings were cleared of all debris.
The sword in his hand, symbolizing the pinnacle of the Ninth Epoch's swordsmanship, now bore many wondrous Primal Anima Laws.
The ultimate mysteries of the Golden Spirit, the Ice Spirit, the Light Spirit, and the Thunder Spirit—all the profound truths of Primal Anima—were infused into the Divine Sword.
It seemed that as the Divine Sword became a crystal embedded in the Domain of Origin, the sword spirit had assimilated the profound cosmic orders of various Primal Animas.
As Lin Daoke's flesh was purified by the dazzling radiance, the Divine Sword, the most enigmatic in all the world, was imbued with the ancient Primal Anima laws by the Spirit of Creation.
Lin Daoke suddenly lifted his sword and gazed emotionlessly at the Primal Soul. He deliberately waited for Yu Yuan's "Undead Sovereign" form to draw near before delivering a forward thrust.
A sword light of extreme brilliance burst forth.
With the emergence of the sword light, Tan Xiaotian, Bertain, Chen Qinghuang, Ji Ningshuang, and the Death God were all struck blind!
Within the Domain of Origin, numerous crystals began to glow intensely!
Many Primal Animas, having lost their spiritual sense, seemed to be roused by the Divine Sword, perceiving the ultimate truths of the Way they governed within the sword's momentum.
With a hiss, Yu Yuan's body, seized by the Primal Soul, fragmented into innumerable pieces.
The strands of his black and green remnant soul were snuffed out by the sword light, vanishing along with the body into oblivion.
With the sword's appearance, a soul of the Primal Soul was extinguished.
"He is still in the midst of merging; join forces to destroy him."
Above the blood crystal, the remaining Primal Soul within the dark green eye remained composed, issuing a cool command: "My other body will arrive shortly."
