Amongst the myriad living beings, countless species possess formidable power, yet so few have borne witness to the shifting epochs and the demise of the Sacred Spirits, just as the ancient Yuan has.
After the conclusion of the Primordial Era, even the fierce and savage beings like Huang, Shi, and Hui succumbed to a prolonged slumber, unable to discern the changes of the New Era or comprehend the mysteries of newly formed life. Conversely, the timid, evasive Yuan endured the rise and fall of yet another age.
He had long pondered how new races of life were conceived and brought forth. He observed in secret, witnessing the birth and emergence of the Phantom Tribe, and from their members, he sensed an aura and physical form akin to that of the "Phantom" (Mei).
Yet, he remembered clearly that before the Primordial Era ended, the "Phantom" (Mei) had already perished, one of the few who had seen the soul of Mei shatter before their very eyes.
Then why did the Phantom Tribe of this new age possess life dynamics, bodies, and auras so similar to the original "Phantom" (Mei)?
It wasn't just the Phantom Tribe!
Even the members of the Profound Heaven Clan, the Black Demon Clan, and the Ancient Demon Clan bore traces of the Primordial Beings, to varying degrees. All evidence pointed to an inexplicable, hidden connection between the lifeforms of the New Era and the beings of the Primordial Era!
This doubt had plagued him for years, obscuring the truth from him; it was mere speculation, lacking concrete proof...
Until today!
Diving into the Sea of Primordial Consciousness, gazing upon the countless swirling vortices of grey mist, and absorbing the memories and visual echoes of consciousness within, he finally attained enlightenment—a sudden, profound comprehension of the truth!
All beings originated from the Primordium; life, the Spirit Seeds, and physical bodies were all intrinsically part of the Primordium at their inception!
When a living being perishes, its Spirit Seed imprints shatter, and threads of consciousness, along with the visual records of an entire life, coalesce here, transforming into the Primordium's Divine Sense. This Divine Sense merges with the pure soul energy of the Soul Pool in this place, and subsequently evolves into new species and entirely new forms of life in the forgotten corners of the cosmos.
This is the ceaseless cycle of birth and renewal.
"You mean to say that the souls, bodies, and life imprints of all of us originated from Him?" Solon's mind reeled in shock, his face a mask of horror as he looked toward the Yuan.
"Just as the beings within our Domain can be condensed from our souls, consciousness, and power—we, too, were created by Him; we are all a part of Him..."
The Yuan spoke faintly, his spirit flagging, his colossal form trembling intermittently.
"So, if our current age ends, and all living things die out, they will all become memory and conscious images, condensing into His Divine Sense, eventually merging with the Soul Pool's energy to re-enter the various corners of the cosmos, continuing to evolve and nurture new lifeforms? The races of subsequent ages are born from the destruction of this age?" Solon breathed out softly.
"The reality is likely very close to that," the Yuan confirmed.
The two fell abruptly silent.
Above them, in the Layer of Profound Truths, the earth-shattering roars and the clash of terrifyingly immense power suddenly intensified into a violent surge.
Solon snapped back to awareness, shaking off the confusion, his resolve hardening as he remembered his primary objective: "No good! It looks like Huang and Hui are about to descend as well. We must find the Soul Pool first; that Shi Yan must be taking the opportunity to seek the Soul Pool for fusion!"
Saying this, he urged the Wheel of Destiny, compelling the Yuan to assume a human form and stand shoulder-to-shoulder with him as they released their spiritual intentions to search.
However, the moment his soul-consciousness extended, his mind violently convulsed, filled with a cacophony of buzzing, unknown, strange sounds.
Numerous disjointed and fragmented images, belonging to different living beings' memories, rushed into his mind, suddenly clogging it; he could perceive nothing.
Solon felt his consciousness and thoughts grow turbid, finding it difficult to focus on a single matter. Alarmed, he hastily retracted the soul-consciousness he had projected, daring not to sense recklessly with his spirit or mind again.
Just as Solon was pressing the Yuan to search for Shi Yan and the Primordial Soul Pool, Huang in the Layer of Profound Truths suddenly became extremely volatile.
Ziyao, transformed into twelve Heavenly Serpents, manifested cascades of colorful radiance through the profound mysteries of divine light—a net, ropes, vines, and spirit serpents woven from pure, holy power—to wrap around Huang's serpentine body, binding him, intending to trap him within the Layer of Profound Truths so he could not break free quickly.
Having merged with the origin essence of the Ice Profound Truth, Meiji’s realm and strength were vastly augmented. She materialized a crystal-clear ice sculpture using the power of the origin essence, unleashing a chilling storm. This intense cold sought to permeate Huang's body, slightly stiffening the surging power of his flesh and hindering his energy accumulation.
They were both striving to buy time for Shi Yan.
Huang finally realized this intent, causing his rage to peak, and he tore violently.
"If Shi were here today, perhaps your combined efforts could bind me, but he is absent. That little girl is still far too weak! Thousand Dragon Blood Rend! Roar!"
Huang's massive body suddenly seemed sliced into segments by sharp instruments, each segment smooth and uniform, not a single drop of blood spilled.
"Crack! Crack!"
Intense electrical currents shot and danced across his severed body, the electricity resembling stars and rivers, possessing terrifying energy.
Suddenly, these broken segments gathered, twisted, and transformed, forming smaller forms of Savage Dragons: a Golden Dragon practicing the Metal Sharpness power, a Cyan Electric Dragon embodying lightning, a White Water Dragon practicing the Water Profound Truth, an Earth-Yellow Giant Dragon embodying the Earth Profound Truth, a Fire Dragon embodying the Flame Profound Truth, and Feng Chen, embodying the Wind Profound Truth...
Huang's split forms instantly transformed into thousands of Savage Dragons, each a different color, condensed from a pure Profound Truth.
"Hiss! Hiss! Hiss!"
The thousands of Savage Dragons separated, instantly breaking free from Ziyao's restraint. Ignoring Ziyao and Meiji, the thousands of winding dragons moved like the Celestial Dragons of a Dragon Kingdom awakening, breaking free from the mysterious abyss, all plunging downward toward the Layer of the Primordial Consciousness below.
He had discerned Ziyao and Meiji's calculation and refused to waste even a sliver of time; he needed to force Shi Yan out before Shi Yan could seize the opportunity to merge with the Primordial Soul Pool.
At this moment, his objective coincided perfectly with Solon's: both were focused on the Primordial Soul Pool...
"This is bad!" Ziyao’s expression shifted after he escaped, and she cried out sharply, "After an age of silence, he is not as impulsively brutal as before; he's actually thinking calmly, not simply fighting for the sake of battle. Shi Yan's main body currently lacks full power and is no match for him. If he merges with the Soul Pool first, none of us will be spared."
Saying this, Ziyao's twelve-headed Heavenly Serpent form transformed into twelve stunningly vibrant streaks of rainbow light, gathering the expansive divine radiance of the colorful clouds, and she too plunged toward the Layer of Consciousness below.
"Your strength is insufficient; do not force a direct engagement, or you risk being obliterated," as she plummeted downward, she did not forget to caution Meiji, urging her to be extremely careful and not overexert herself.
"Thank you, Sister, I know my limits," Meiji replied obediently after a moment's hesitation.
Swirling vortices of grey mist covered the Layer of Consciousness boundlessly, endlessly. Strange emotions from myriad beings saturated the ten directions, clogging the heart and inducing a sensation of the Profound Truths becoming stagnant.
Deep within the grey mist clouds, a clear, bright lake floated quietly amidst the swirling cloud clusters.
A soul magnetic field, so powerful it instilled a sense of awe and involuntary reverence in all spirits and souls, suffusing the area above the lake. These waves of spiritual fluctuation seemed to attract the consciousness and thoughts of beings, inviting them to actively offer themselves, as if in sacrifice, to release their Soul Pools and merge into that lake.
Near the lake, where the soul magnetic field was mysterious and uncanny, a figure stood struggling, constantly retreating, his face bloodless white.
It was Shi Yan!
His Star Avatar and Life Avatar had coordinated with the core intent of his main body. Before the two avatars arrived, they had reached a tacit understanding with Meiji and Ziyao: they were to briefly impede Huang's ferocity, ideally restraining him for a time, to grant Shi Yan the opportunity to merge with the Primordial Soul Pool.
The Star Avatar and Life Avatar exerted their full strength, resolving Solon's urgent plight. He took the chance to sneak away with the two avatars, integrating them into his main body. His main body, proficient in spatial power and having merged the origin essence of Space Profound Truth, was quite familiar with the vast expanse of the Layer of Consciousness and accurately located the Primordial Soul Pool.
After fusing with the Star and Life Avatars, the main body's strength surged, its energy and realm climbing significantly. Filled with confidence, he intended to merge with the Primordial Soul Pool while Huang was temporarily restrained.
However, the moment his main body arrived and activated the Soul Altar, his face instantly drained of color in horror.
The soul magnetic field emanating from the Primordial Soul Pool exuded a mysterious energy that was impossible to resist. The Primordial Soul Pool itself remained undisturbed, yet the boundless sea of grey mist—the countless Divine Senses of the Primordium—seemed to have suddenly gained the will to move, as if they had suddenly shifted...
The entire Layer of Consciousness trembled!
Having just merged with the origin essence of Space Profound Truth, he could encompass this entire realm with spatial power, and he keenly detected this anomaly. It gave him the sensation that the Layer of Consciousness was about to gain a soul will, like some immeasurably vast being's intent, gradually condensing and recovering, on the verge of awakening.
With this sensation, he found his own soul will, his altar, and even his Soul Pool becoming uncontrollable, threatening to be sucked into the lake.
Fear gripped him for the first time, bone-chillingly so. He condensed all his power, maintaining the form of the Primordial Body, relying on the three Profound Truths—Life, Space, and Star—as his foundation, backing away step by step, trying to put more and more distance between himself and that lake...
"This... this is..." As he sensed deeply, a profoundly bizarre thought struck him, chilling him to the core.
The collapse of the cosmos, the death of the Void Sea and the myriad beings in the domains, the obliteration of Han Tian, Mandice, Rupert, and all the powerful beings who entered—their souls scattering and countless consciousnesses merging here as new Divine Senses—it seemed to have triggered some colossal change in this Layer of Consciousness.
The signs of the Primordial Ancestor awakening!
"Could it really be true?"
Immense terror and unease gripped him. While struggling to retreat, he frantically transmitted his thoughts, summoning his Evil Avatar to hurry over.
"I found you!" At that moment, a fiery Savage Dragon thousands of meters long shot over like a streak of flame, condensing into the human form of Gui Liao. He glanced at Shi Yan and then at the lake, his expression suddenly shifting slightly. He roared, "What are you afraid of?"
More Savage Dragons descended from the sky like meteors, gathering above Gui Liao's head, immersing into his body like a stream of light.
He was reforming his Divine Body.
Apologies, I have guests at home today, so only one chapter. Hmm, Killing God might conclude in the next few days. Thank you all for accompanying me on this journey; I offer my deepest gratitude.