C368 The Future Demon God

Chi Hongyi, Old Cash, and Qiling had heard everything.

So had Lau Ying, Qin Yun, and Ning Ji, all under the Fallen Star Eyes. The heavens were eerily quiet.

A Seventh Level Demon, having perfectly fused with the Great Dao of Absence Relic and refined the Asura's eyes from the Dark Domain, could now draw upon celestial support in this realm, boasting the might of an Eighth Level Great Demon.

An Eighth Level Great Demon was on par with a cultivator at the Yang God Stage!

Zhou Cangmin had put it plainly: even at his peak as a Yang God, he might not stand a chance against Yu Zhu.

Just how formidable was Yu Zhu?

"With time, Yu Zhu in the Absence Relic will be akin to the Desolate God in the Great Swamp," the White-robed Imperial Advisor remarked softly. "Should she ascend to the Eighth Level, she'd be evenly matched with Unrestrained Stage cultivators there. At the Ninth Level, even a Primordial Spirit's presence might not tip the scales in their favor."

Xu Zixi blanched at these words. "As mighty as the Desolate God?"

Zhou Cangmin gave a slow, deliberate nod.

"Oh my god!"

Overwhelmed, Lau Ying atop the Fallen Star Eyes couldn't contain herself and let out a shocked cry.

Her master had told her about the extraordinary beings on the Profound Sky Continent, unbound by any sect or power.

The Desolate God of the Desolate Swamp was such a being.

A Demon God worthy of reverence in the Demon Palace, yet the Desolate God shunned the Palace, the Quietus Continent, and the Heavenly Source Continent, preferring the solitude of the Desolate Swamp, beyond anyone's control.

A Tenth Level Desolate God, if he chose to stay within the Desolate Swamp of the Boundless Land, was virtually untouchable.

The Great Swamp's millennia of destiny and spiritual essence were at his command.

He was the invincible ruler of his domain, so long as he remained.

Could Yu Zhu be evolving into a being of this extraordinary ilk?

With this realization, Lau Ying's composure shattered.

Meanwhile, Qin Yun and Ning Ji, also under the Fallen Star Eyes, quivered with the same fervor as Yu Yuan in the cavern below.

They were all aware of the connection between Yu Zhu and Yu Yuan.

Recently, they had witnessed the gaunt, unattractive girl sacrifice her own vital essence to ensure Yu Yuan's safety.

That she, who would lay down everything for Yu Yuan, possessed such formidable power was indeed a stroke of luck for him!

Yu Yuan's good fortune was a boon to them all.

"The spiritual energy in the Boundless Land is vastly superior to that of the Absence Relic. It's hard to imagine that girl receiving an enhancement as significant as the Desolate God, isn't it?" Xu Zixi expressed her skepticism.

As she spoke, Yan Qiling and the others exchanged knowing looks.

She wasn't wrong; the Boundless Land's spiritual energy ranked among the richest on the entire Profound Sky Continent, far surpassing Jade Peak.

Rumors abounded of the Boundless Land's treasure trove of spiritual herbs and exotic beasts.

Deep within the Great Swamp, where the Desolate God dwelled, the spiritual energy was so concentrated it formed a mist, akin to the abode of immortals, rivaling the sacred grounds of the Profound Sky Sect, Primordial Yang Sect, and Sword Sect.

It was said that the Desolate God remained secluded within the Great Swamp year-round, drawing immense strength from its boundless spiritual power.

How could the forsaken Absence Relic, a desolate place shunned even by birds and turtles, compare to the Great Swamp?

How could Yu Zhu, in such a desolate land, receive divine assistance like the Desolate God?

"The past is the past, and the future will be different," Zhou Cangmin said, glancing nonchalantly at the floating island. "Change is already underway, isn't it?"

Their eyes followed his to the floating island, now infused with Yu Zhu's essence.

They sensed a sudden surge in the island's spiritual energy, now thick and potent.

After a moment's reflection, realization dawned on many faces, some alight with surprise and excitement, others grim like Old Cash.

Old Cash stared at the floating island, his hesitation giving way to a sycophantic grin. Regardless of Yu Zhu's attention, he eagerly left the Jade Tower, bowing and scraping. "Ah, haha, please forgive my foolish words from before. I hope you won't hold them against me," he said, bowing deeply to Yu Zhu with a fist in palm.

Several days ago, upon glimpsing the floating island, Old Cash was overcome with greed and declared to Chi Hongyi and Yellow Old Devil that it belonged to him.

He even proposed to make Yu Zhu his goddaughter, boasting that he would take her under his wing and dominate the Profound Sky Continent.

Now, gripped by fear and aware that escape was futile, Old Cash reluctantly conceded, hoping Yu Zhu would overlook his previous boasts.

After all, his words were just that, and he hadn't actually acted on them.

Yu Zhu simply sat before Yu Yuan, her head bowed and eyes half-closed, as if deaf to the world around her.

Her focus was solely on Yu Yuan.

The onlookers in the sky murmured among themselves, their expressions varied.

Zhou Cangmin's remarks had shifted everyone's attention to Yu Zhu, and as a result, the scrutiny on Yu Yuan had diminished.

Yu Yuan, clutching the sword sheath, seemed to emerge from a prolonged dream.

His eyes opened to confusion as he glanced between Yu Zhu and the sword sheath in his hand.

"What happened?"

His last clear memory was of the small world within the Dark Domain's Asura Eye, where he had connected his Heavenly Soul to the Soul Transformation Pool and sensed an overwhelming surge of soul energy from a mysterious space at the pool's bottom.

Beyond that, his recollections were hazy.

He had no memory of a towering soul spirit emerging in that small world, extracting the soul crystal of the Dark Domain Asura, erasing its lingering consciousness, and embedding it into Yu Zhu's mind.

Everything that transpired afterwards was a blank to him.

With a single thought from Yu Yuan, Yu Zhu looked up, her emerald eyes brimming with excitement.

Under his watchful eye, Yu Zhu touched her forehead, and the Asura's eyeball, once hidden beneath her skin, revealed itself.

A hint of a smile played at the corners of Yu Zhu's lips.

Then, in a flash, a series of images raced through the eyeball at her brow!

These visions were visible only to Yu Yuan.

He witnessed his soul shadow in the small world, suddenly infused with a torrent of soul energy, transforming into a colossal soul. He saw Lee Yupan's body burst apart, the colossal soul extracting the Asura's soul crystal from the Dark Domain, and merging it into Yu Zhu...

Every event that had occurred was replayed within that eye.

The memories Yu Yuan lacked were now eternally etched into his Earth Soul, thanks to this vivid reenactment.

"That immense void spirit..."

Yu Yuan was profoundly shaken, sensing a mysterious bond with the immense void spirit, as if it had arisen because of him.

Yet, he had this nagging feeling that the void spirit and the originator of the Soul Forging Technique were not one and the same.

He mused in silence, attempting to untangle his thoughts for a clearer understanding.

But the deeper he delved, the more enshrouded in mystery he found himself, unable to make heads or tails of it.

Then, abruptly, he became aware of the sword soul's presence. He glanced at his arms and the sword sheath he was holding.

The sword soul hadn't seeped into the sheath; it remained within him, coiled around his arm bones, seemingly drowsy and on the verge of slipping back into obscurity.

However, the sword sheath felt terrifyingly potent to him, brimming with an intense sword intent and brilliance!

"Yu Yuan!"

"Yu Yuan! Have you come to?"

"Big Brother Yu!"

Above the Fallen Star Eyes, Yuan Lianyao, Zhan Tianxiang, Zhao Yafu, and others were waving their hands and calling out loudly.

Yu Yuan cast a surprised look at the Fallen Star Eyes.

He then noticed that Old Cash and Yellow Old Devil were fixated on Yu Zhu, their expressions filled with fear and unease.

Upon closer inspection, he realized it wasn't just Old Cash and Yellow Old Devil.

Each gaze directed at Yu Zhu was different from the usual—each one carried a look of awe reserved for the truly powerful.

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