Gobs of raw flesh laced with bloody sinews churned within Shi Yan, the acrid stench of gore mingled with vibrant life force, surging like vast rivers and lakes. Each drop of blood pulsed with a miraculous energy, integrating into his flesh and bone, accelerating the evolution of his physical body.

An indescribable sense of satisfaction flooded his core, causing every pore to relax in profound, exhilarating relief. “No!” The Primordial Creature Yuan—a serpent’s head atop a tortoise’s body—let out a furious roar, watching in despair as Shi Yan devoured the chunks of flesh that had exploded from the body of Huang.

He watched the look of pure enjoyment on Shi Yan’s face, the blood and juice dripping from his mouth, nearly causing his head to explode from sheer rage. The “Chaos Water Essence Pearl,” condensed from soul, vital essence, consciousness, divine power, and profound mysteries, was Yuan’s ultimate treasure, the artifact he saved for dire need.

He had gathered it to severely wound Huang, hoping to tear apart Huang’s physical form and seize the chance to consume his essence, flesh, and blood to replenish his own losses. Instead, the hard-won spoils were snatched away by Shi Yan.

If his soul altar hadn't remained shackled by Suo Lun, he would have annihilated Shi Yan even if it meant mutual destruction. “Boom!

Boom! Boom!” Huang’s body, stretching across hundreds of millions of miles, echoed with the sound of ten thousand claps of thunder.

His dragon eyes swiveled wildly as he bellowed in fury. Suddenly, his dragon tail, which extended into an unknowable distance, swept back with an overwhelming surge of brute force.

“Snap! Snap!” The tail struck Shi Yan’s monstrous, distorted giant body like a colossal whip.

Every sharp bone spur protruding from Shi Yan was battered by the tail, snapping and exploding one by one. Shi Yan’s primordial form was instantly rendered a bloody mess by the blow, flung far into the depths of the void.

Crack! Crack!

Crack! A heart-stopping crunch resonated from his skeleton.

His incredibly tough physical body was struck so hard it nearly shattered completely! “Pfft!” A spout of pure, essential blood could not be restrained and burst forth, solidifying into a sphere of crimson light before his eyes.

Terrifying energy fluctuations swirled within that blood sphere. As his body plummeted, spatial cracks suddenly manifested in his eyes.

The sphere of blood originating from his body seemed to be gripped by an unseen hand, then abruptly shot back toward his chest, merging silently into his interior like a large drop dissolving into the ocean. “You will all perish here!

None shall escape!” Huang’s earth-shattering roar echoed through every corner of heaven and earth. In his frenzy, his massive body writhed, his aura shaking every living being.

Dragon scale armor plates rustled with an odd sound, like wind passing through a dense forest, undulating rhythmically like waves. Numerous shocking wounds rapidly healed themselves.

Every drop of spilled blood was drawn back into the dragon body, and in an instant, Huang appeared restored to his peak condition, utterly unharmed. Suo Lun’s eyes widened in horror.

His thumb exploded, and the Wheel of Destiny flew uncontrolled. The Life Soul—condensed from all his concentration, soul energy, will, and profound mysteries—had struck, followed by the combined assault from Shi Yan, Yuan, Han Tian, and You Yu.

Such an invincible offensive had somehow failed to slay Huang? At this moment, Shi Yan’s primordial body was smashed down into the void below, Yuan was gravely wounded and his combat power greatly diminished, You Yu, Han Tian, Rupert, and Mandyce—all those whose life souls he controlled—were utterly annihilated, and his own divine power was reduced due to the excessive expenditure of that single strike...

Huang seemed unscathed? A feeling of frustrated helplessness rose uncontrollably in his heart.

Gazing at Huang’s domineering, world-defying dragon majesty, he felt a despair that Huang was invincible, forever supreme. As this thought surfaced, his spirit suddenly sagged, as if his confidence in victory had evaporated, causing his momentum to wane.

“Are you afraid?” Streams of brilliant light—golden yellow, bright silver, deep blue, jade green, orange-red, and more—flowed out from within the Dragon Whale Huang. Sacred and majestic radiance enveloped his entire being.

His dragon eyes looked down below, fixing on Suo Lun, his voice icy, “You think finding my line of destiny allows you to shackle my Life Soul and kill me? With just you?

Hmph!” “Compared to Hui and Shi in those days, your realm and mysteries are identical, but sadly, you lack a sufficiently powerful physical body! To covet heaven and earth with your frail form is nothing but a pipe dream!” Saying this, Huang opened his dragon maw, condensing rolling radiance into a beam like a colossal cannon blast, shooting a dazzling pillar of light toward Suo Lun’s position—a light that erased all traces of living beings.

Suo Lun felt a fear akin to the end of his life. He could clearly sense the trembling of the veins on his forehead, as if his soul would turn to ash in the next instant, permanently wiped from existence.

The light pillar spanned thousands of miles and moved with extreme speed. Suo Lun could only brace for impact; avoidance was impossible.

Yuan was listless and far from him, having been momentarily separated while contesting the pieces of Huang’s flesh, unable to intercept the blow for him. Suo Lun forced himself to calm down, holding the Book of Destiny in one hand and drawing forth the Wheel of Destiny with the other, preparing for a desperate final stand.

The dazzling pillar of light descended, its intent to annihilate life imbued with the absolute fierce aura of a universe overlord. The soul energy alone carried by this strike was enough to turn dozens of Domain Ancestors into dust!

A majestic Talisman Pagoda, circulating with millions of vibrant Primordial Talismans, suddenly materialized out of thin air. An ocean of milky-white life force coalesced beneath the pagoda, pouring surging life energy into it.

Beneath the pagoda, a grand human figure gradually emerged. It was Shi Yan’s Life Clone!

“Hiss!” As the bright light shone down, countless Primordial Talismans on the pagoda instantly turned to ash, rising in wisps of white smoke. “Freeze!” Mei Ji’s chilling voice sounded.

The remaining parts of the pagoda instantly became encased in thick layers of ice. As soon as the ice formed, it was immediately melted, vaporized by the brilliant light spewed by Huang’s colossal body.

However, more icy power condensed, continuing to stubbornly freeze the pagoda and reinforce the defense of the Mystical Talisman Pagoda. Suo Lun was stunned.

Having steeled himself for a fight to the death, he watched the sudden appearance of another Shi Yan, and Mei Ji, who stood like a goddess sculpted from ice, and for a moment, he couldn't react. Just then, yet another Shi Yan flashed in from the distance.

With his appearance, the entire galaxy seemed to surge forward in his wake, filling the void with the mysterious, vast, and eternally enduring aura of the stars. The sea of stars appeared to suddenly overflow and collapse, countless stars raining down like raindrops onto the giant dragon’s body.

“Seeking death!” Struck by the celestial bombardment of stars, Huang roared toward the heavens, violently whipping his body, attempting to crush both of Shi Yan’s clones. “And there’s still another one waiting...” Zi Yao’s charming, delicate laughter arrived at the perfect moment.

As her voice faded, a single purple speck of light suddenly expanded, instantly transforming into her true form: the Twelve-Headed Heavenly Serpent. Her human eye sat atop the main serpent head as she forcefully activated her profound mysteries.

Ribbons of rainbow light sprayed out from each of her serpent heads. The light flowed with an exquisitely moving radiance, forming mesmerizing arcs of color that coiled around Huang’s body like massive chain ropes, causing his violently twisting form to suddenly become stiff and sluggish.

“Hmph, you’ve finally arrived as well. It’s time we settled our scores,” Huang said, his tone surprisingly calm, even as his body struggled fiercely against the ropes of rainbow light.

“Suo Lun! I’ve bought you time against the fatal blow, what are you waiting for?

Continue restraining his Life Soul with full power!” Shi Yan’s Star Clone and Life Clone shouted simultaneously. As they yelled, these two clones transformed into two streaks of light, plunging straight down into the void below to merge with the main body.

Suo Lun instantly snapped back to awareness, frowning as he watched the two streaks of light descend. He responded coolly, “I don’t need you to tell me.” Saying that, he first controlled Yuan’s Life Soul, compelling the heavily injured Yuan to shift to his side, ready to intercept death for him at any moment.

Taking a deep breath, Suo Lun stabilized his emotions and extended another finger, preparing to resume binding Huang’s Life Soul. At that very moment, a sliver of confusion surfaced in his mind: Shi Yan’s primordial body had been shockingly fragile, falling into the void so quickly, its combat strength seeming too weak, and it hadn't reappeared yet—this felt irregular...

Thinking this, he did not immediately move to imprison Huang. Seeing Huang entangled with Zi Yao’s true form and seemingly unable to split his attention, he too dove downward, entering the layer of the Sea of Consciousness below.

Yuan was forced to follow. Soon, they passed through two layers of barrier zones and arrived at the next level down.

What greeted their sight were clusters of massive, ash-gray mist-like masses of energy. These masses churned like countless vortices, within which flowed indistinct thoughts of joy, terror, and rage.

There were possibly trillions upon trillions of these masses, endless and immense, like vast lakes and pools. “This...

this is his Divine Sense?” Upon entering this place, Suo Lun suddenly froze, hesitating. He approached one mass and perceived it with his soul...

Countless scenes, some blurry, some clear, suddenly flooded his awareness. These images seemed to represent the complex experiences of a martial artist’s entire life, frozen one frame at a time.

Within the sharpest images, Suo Lun could see battle scenes, other beings encountered during that life, and some familiar stars and mountains... Frame after frame flashed by, finally settling on one final image, which featured Shi Yan, radiating the power of the stars, fully immersed in the origin of stellar profound mysteries.

“This is Vandell’s entire life memory! Vandell is dead; why does his Divine Sense mass contain his soul memory?

He was utterly annihilated!” Suo Lun was profoundly shaken, finding the situation extremely bizarre. He abandoned concern for Shi Yan and began sensing the surrounding energy masses.

In several adjacent masses, memory scenes of Frayer, Napton, and Yebo’er appeared sequentially, along with the memories of powerhouses from his own era who had perished tens of thousands of years ago. These were merely pure waves of memory, devoid of souls—just consciousness, simple imprints that remained!

“This is the Primordial Sea of Consciousness layer. These gray mist masses are infinite, trillions upon trillions.

Are they all merely memories? This should be the Divine Sense of a Primordial Being.

How can his Divine Sense contain the memories of beings who perished?” Suo Lun trembled, murmuring to himself, his face etched with deep confusion. “Because all beings came because of me.” “The souls of the myriad beings are a wisp of Divine Sense in this Sea of Consciousness, intertwined with complex memories and thoughts.

Different consciousnesses re-merge with the soul power within his Soul Pond to form new entities. For example, the current Shadow Race was formed after Mei’s remnant soul and consciousness returned here upon her demise and re-fused with the soul pond.

The birth of new-era beings is built upon the demise of the preceding era’s beings, ensuring endless cycles.” “Soul scattering is not a complete end; annihilation only erases the soul’s imprint. Remnant souls and scattered consciousnesses are ultimately drawn here, becoming wisps of his consciousness.

Individual threads of memory and thought are extracted from different masses and recombined with soul power to form new beings, which are then born anew in some corner of the universe, on some domain planet.” “So that’s how it is...” Yuan, standing beside Suo Lun, a powerhouse who had experienced two ages and spent years investigating the mystery of life, suddenly seemed to understand, seeing through the truth as he voiced his speculation. (To be continued.

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