C2406 We will Meet Again

The spiritual essence of the Origin Land, spanning from the first to the ninth epoch, imbued all Origin Spirits with a consciousness of their own.

These Origin Spirits, upon returning to the Origin Land, relinquished their individual spiritual consciousness for the sake of achieving absolute unity with their thoughts and selves!

They transcended beyond blood and soul, reigning supreme over the consciousness of all Origin Spirits from every epoch, governing the collective awareness of their kind.

Yet, in a pivotal moment, the Origin Soul—elevated by the cataclysmic annihilation wrought by Yu Yuan in the ninth epoch—unexpectedly allowed its soul power to permeate downward!

Obedient to Yu Yuan's commands and unwavering in its trust in its longtime ally, it wholeheartedly supported Yu Yuan's combat efforts!

It was the first to instigate rebellion, awakening the Origin Spirits that lay dormant and disoriented within the eight crystals.

"Why have I suddenly awakened?"

Within the crystal radiating with the profound truth of light, the Light Origin Spirit from the ninth epoch was the first to rouse.

It gazed ahead in astonishment to discover eight additional luminous beings like itself within the resplendent confines of the crystal!

The Light Origin Spirits born in the preceding eight epochs were all present in this luminous realm!

One by one, beams of verdant soul light cascaded from the firmament of this radiant world, infusing the eight similar light sources.

The eight Light Origin Spirits from past ages, once mired in perpetual disarray, were now gradually stirring to life.

Following suit, within a dark brown crystal, Mother Earth began to stir, immediately noticing eight peculiar landmasses adrift in this realm.

Eight verdant soul lights plummeted from the heavens, alighting upon the eight land fragments resonating with its essence.

Subsequently, the Earth Spirits from the previous eight epochs, too, began to awaken, swiftly casting off the eternal fog that once clouded their existence.

A similar awakening unfolded within the other six crystals.

Gold, wood, water, fire, ice, and thunder—each Origin Spirit, once stripped of self-awareness, was now infused with the ascendant energy of the Origin Soul, stirring to consciousness.

"Origin!"

"The Origin has stripped us of our right to exist!"

"The Origin has usurped all that was ours!"

Within the eight crystals, the Origin Spirits that emerged from the nine great epochs received a message from the Origin Soul. Instantly, they understood what had transpired.

Beneath the Origin Land, the eight large crystals serving as the foundational stones of the Great Dao of this realm, burst forth with their own divine radiance.

They, too, began to resist.

Rip! Rip! Rip! Rip!

Lin Daoke, wielding dual swords, felt the eight familiar sources of power he was channeling suddenly depart from him.

His Primordial Spirit Sword and Yang God Sword lost the enhancement of metal, wood, water, fire, earth, ice, lightning, and light.

Yu Yuan's titanic hand transformed into a massive stone hammer, capable of crushing heaven and earth, and it thundered down upon Lin Daoke's Yang God Sword.

Within Yu Yuan's clenched fist, a torrent of blood energy echoed the acupoints within his body. The divine powers of the mightiest beings from the nine great epochs and the myriad worlds, amplified by his enigmatic life energy, unleashed a terrifying surge capable of shattering the void.

Boom! Crack!

With that hammer blow, Lin Daoke's Yang God Sword splintered into fragments.

The prisma Divine Sword, once unbreakable, had been reinforced with the elements of metal, wood, water, fire, earth, ice, light, and thunder.

Particularly, the divine powers of metal, ice, earth, and light had been imprinted within the Divine Sword, making it not only supremely sharp but also extraordinarily durable.

Previously, even with all his might, Yu Yuan couldn't make a dent in the Yang God Sword, not even a single crack.

But now, with one strike, the Yang God Sword, which should have been the epitome of sturdiness, shattered instantly.

Shock flickered across Lin Daoke's expressionless eyes.

As he lost the divine powers of the eight Origin Spirits, he also sensed the resistance from the spirits of various epochs within the crystals.

Yu Yuan's hand, once like a hammer, morphed into a blade-like palm, slicing through the air towards Lin Daoke's sword-bearing arm.

Crack!

Lin Daoke's arm was severed by Yu Yuan's palm blade.

The secrets and might within the arm were obliterated by Yu Yuan's life force, and as it detached from Lin Daoke's radiant body, it dissolved into nothingness.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

The streams of light erupting from the Primordial Spirit Sword in Lin Daoke's grasp suddenly lost their terrifying edge, becoming far less sharp than before.

Lin Daoke's once invincible presence, which could encapsulate the profound truths of thousands of Origin Spirits, had vanished!

He was now missing the elemental forces of metal, wood, water, fire, earth, ice, lightning, and light.

These eight Great Dao secrets should have made each of Lin Daoke's strikes flawless and unrelenting, leaving Yu Yuan in unbearable agony, wishing for death.

Yet now, although the sword light still surged toward Yu Yuan's chest, targeting various vital points, its might was significantly diminished!

Yu Yuan bared his teeth in a sinister smile.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The blood-colored realms within his chest transformed into the Chaos Abyss he knew so well, devouring the streams of sword light.

"Your era should draw to a close."

As the last of the sword light was consumed by the Chaos Abyss within Yu Yuan's chest, ground to dust, he knew that the Origin was no longer impregnable, no longer without weakness.

"The end has come."

He sighed deeply, filled with a multitude of emotions.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The Chaos Abysses that had obliterated Lin Daoke's sword light rivers emerged one by one from his chest, converging above Lin Daoke's head.

Gods, demons, sovereigns, and savage alien beasts from the Nine Great Epochs seemed to lurk in the shadows of this immense Chaos Abyss.

The Life Wheel above Yu Yuan's head also plunged into the vast Chaos Abyss, amplifying its formidable power!

In that moment, the Origin Spirit, having assumed Lin Daoke's form, glanced behind him and instantly realized that the Origin Spirit Dao Elephants within the Myriad Spirit Restriction no longer heeded his command.

Sensing something amiss, Lin Daoke abruptly looked up, only to witness the horrifying vortex, a fusion of the Chaos Abyss and Life Wheel, descending from the heavens.

He was immediately engulfed, overwhelmed by boundless blood energy, haunted by visions of the countless lives lost from the Nine Great Epochs due to his actions.

His eyes, once expressionless, now betrayed a touch of bitterness and resignation as he slowly shook his head.

The vortex began its slow rotation.

Lin Daoke's resplendent, colossal form, each strand of divine luminescence within him representing the profound mysteries of an Origin Spirit, was now being wrenched out by the swirling forces, before being ground into oblivion.

Divine light after divine light departed from his body. Lin Daoke was reduced to his original form, losing his dominion over the Origin Spirits. The Primordial Spirit Sword he had painstakingly refined, along with the imprint of his spiritual essence and the sword itself, dissolved into nothingness amid the swirling vortex.

Ultimately, he reached the Origin Land, enveloped by divine radiance. The divine light that had permeated his being was extracted and obliterated. All that remained was his corporeal form.

He had served as the Yin God during Lin Daoke's era, having long since fused with the Primordial Spirit Sword. Now bereft of both the Primordial Spirit Sword and the Yang God Sword, his spirituality was but a mere flicker within him. And this body, born of the vast expanse, was nothing more than flesh and blood.

He soon realized that this fleshly form, born of the vastness, was suddenly brimming with Yu Yuan's presence, teeming with the elevated life essence Yu Yuan had acquired upon his ascension. This life essence clung to the remnants of his spirituality.

With a thunderous crash, his bones splintered, his organs liquefied into blood, and he was ultimately transformed into a mysterious layer of blood membrane. This membrane enshrouded his scant spirituality, creating an absolute barrier.

Cut off, he could no longer perceive the Myriad Spirit Restriction or the Origin Land, and his connection to all Origin Spirits was severed.

In that moment, the verdant soul energy that had infiltrated the depths of the Origin Land was abruptly reclaimed by the Origin Soul. The Light Origin Spirit, Mother Earth, and the Origin Spirits of lightning, vegetation, ice, and fire, which had awakened within the crystal, once again slipped into silence, losing their self-awareness.

"It's over," Yu Yuan murmured, his eyes narrowing as he gazed at the blood-red orb, no larger than a fist, nestled within the vast Chaos Abyss.

Within this orb was a minuscule fragment of the Origin's consciousness, now thoroughly confined by him. Without his intervention, the Origin would remain forever unable to connect with the consciousness of the Origin Spirits within the Origin Land.

With a whoosh, Yu Yuan, clutching the fist-sized blood-red orb, shrank dramatically and, in an instant, pierced through the Myriad Spirit Restriction.

He arrived at the pinnacle of the blood crystal face and gazed upon the figures that mirrored his own appearance. In the eight preceding eras, the eight incarnations of himself, each born anew, had been grievously wounded by the Origin and stripped of their self-awareness upon crossing the Myriad Spirit Restriction and reaching the blood crystal face. These soulless puppets, brimming with overwhelming blood energy, would relinquish their life force back to the crystal upon their arrival.

The final act of annihilation entailed his return to the Origin Land in this very flesh and blood form. Billions of years later, in the ninth era, he ascended once more to the zenith of the Origin Land, this time with his consciousness intact.

His diminished form took a seat beside Yu Yuan from the eighth era. The immense life essence energy, purified within him, cascaded from his being down to the blood crystal face below.

"Go forth."

Ultimately, he cast the crimson orb of light in his grasp down to the blood crystal face beneath. Subsequently, the boundless blood-red ocean gained a new suspended orb of light, within which a sliver of the Origin Spirit's consciousness was ensnared.

In the eons to come, he had ample time to employ this vestige of the Origin's consciousness to uncover the arcane methods that would usher in a new era. He was well aware that the Origin Spirit, akin to his Origin Soul, possessed an immortal essence.

With the dawn of the new era, he would disseminate the Origin Spirit seeds across countless realms using the secret techniques at his command through the Origin. The Origin Spirit's consciousness would gradually be rekindled and revived through the Origin Spirits maturing in the new era.

The Origin Spirit would regain its might and awaken once again, and they would meet once more. But that was a matter for the tenth era. Then, it would be the Origin Spirit's turn to seek out this place and confront him and the Origin Soul.

With a whoosh, the Origin Soul, having coalesced into a spiritual form, soared from the Soul Crystal Face he presided over, drawing near to Yu Yuan's increasingly ethereal body, now fading due to the resurgence of his vital blood energy.

Yu Yuan remained seated, while the Origin Soul hovered before him, bearing his likeness.

"We've triumphed," the Origin Soul declared, smiling at him.

He returned the smile and inquired, "You have their soul imprints, correct?"

The Origin Soul gave a gentle nod. "Not just those from the ninth era. The allies from the previous eight eras who battled alongside us are also within my keeping. Should you wish for any of them to live, we can bring them forth in the tenth era, reviving them with our combined life force and spiritual power."

Throughout the previous eight epochs, there were unparalleled individuals such as Zhong Chichen, Loong Jie, Taishi, and Yuan Lianyao who joined forces in battle. As the epoch came to a close, they, having lost their spiritual consciousness, were extinguished by the Origin.

"We'll see each other again," Yu Yuan said, smiling.

"Yes, we will reunite with them," the Origin Soul responded, echoing the sentiment with a smile.

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End of the Book.

There's no need to delve into the subsequent events, as they simply involve Yu Yuan inaugurating the tenth epoch and resurrecting his dear friends and lovers, including Chen Qinghuang, Yuan Lianyao, Loong Jie, and Zhong Chichen. The narrative likely revolves around a sense of invincibility tinged with solitude.

To conclude with a brief summary, the story had its flaws. The main characters were perhaps too perfectly portrayed, and an overemphasis on plot progression led to Yu Yuan being in a repressed state for the majority of the time.

In essence, the storyline of this grand tale lacked the exhilarating and gratifying pace one might have hoped for. I, Old Ni, have taken note of the readers' dissatisfaction in the reviews and humbly acknowledge these shortcomings.

Nevertheless, I believe I have presented a decent story. I extend my heartfelt thanks to all who have followed this epic journey to this point. I bow in gratitude for your readership.

As for my next book, it will be at least another three to five months in the making. In the meantime, I plan to rest and indulge in some leisure for a few months. Please don't miss me too much.

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