"Indeed. Even with a spirit soul as powerful as the Lord of the Chaos Brainstorm, it was defeated."

"Truly unimaginable."

"The Son of the Desolation lives up to his name as the Son of the Epoch. Breaking through right on the battlefield—absolutely incredible."

"It's true. A breakthrough like that mid-battle is astounding. If the Son of the Desolation had possessed this spirit soul, imbued with chaotic color, when he clashed with Lu Yuan just before entering the Sacred Land of Civilization, Lu Yuan might have lost."

"That’s for sure. Although Lu Yuan is hailed as the Son of Drunkenness, the Eighth Son of Destiny, surpassing the Sixth Son of Destiny, the Son of the Sword, he simply cannot compare to the Son of the Desolation, the First Son of Destiny." A crowd buzzed with discussion, all marveling at the Son of the Desolation’s timely breakthrough. For ordinary people, such a mid-battle ascension was nearly impossible, but the Son of the Desolation made the impossible real.

"Hmm? I recall a Half-step Civilization Realm master standing beside me just a moment ago—Lei Dongtian from the Thunder Civilization. Where did he go?"

"Now that you mention it, I noticed it too. Xing Changhe, a Half-step Civilization Realm expert from the Star Civilization, who was next to me, is also gone."

"I think I just saw Ye Changge from the Night Civilization, another Half-step Civilization Realm figure, disappear as well."

"I had Su Xueyi from the Heavenly Mother Civilization here next to me; she’s also Half-step Civilization Realm, and she’s vanished too."

"How is it that all these top-tier Half-step Civilization Realm experts have suddenly disappeared?" Among the ten thousand-plus people present, World Realm Octuple Heaven and World Realm Nonuple Heaven constituted the majority. World Realm Decuple Heaven was considered high-tier, but the Half-step Civilization Realm represented the absolute apex, exceedingly rare as few ever reached it.

"Yes, these Half-step Civilization Realm individuals, and even some at World Realm Decuple Heaven, have all vanished," people murmured curiously.

"Alas, you all still don't quite understand. Everyone knows the Lord of the Chaos Brainstorm cannot truly die," one person explained. "But, if one can pursue the Lord of the Chaos Brainstorm and force it to leave behind a clone, and then refine that clone, one can increase the quantity of one's spirit soul. All those Half-step Civilization Realm experts and those at World Realm Decuple Heaven have gone after the Lord of the Chaos Brainstorm. Since the Son of the Desolation injured it, this is the perfect moment to pursue."

"So that’s it."

"No wonder; they all went chasing the Lord of the Chaos Brainstorm."

The Son of the Desolation gripped the Primordial Divine Halberd. During the preceding battle, he had realized he couldn't kill the Lord of the Chaos Brainstorm. Still, he stomped his foot and gave chase. He intended to hunt down and sever more clones, as the Lord of the Chaos Brainstorm’s clones could significantly enhance spirit soul strength.

A great chase commenced.

Lu Yuan was also among the pursuers.

Currently, everyone was pursuing the injured Lord of the Chaos Brainstorm. Most people merely hoped to hunt down a few clones to bolster their own spirit souls.

However, these pursuers only managed to catch faint traces initially before immediately hitting a wall: they couldn't keep up.

The injured Lord of the Chaos Brainstorm seemed to have vanished without a trace; there was nowhere to pursue it.

This was the domain of the Brain, and the Lord of the Chaos Brainstorm was a Demon God born here, constantly whipping up spirit soul storms. While this was a massive hindrance to others, it posed no such impediment to the Lord of the Chaos Brainstorm. The Demon God perfectly exploited this phenomenon, making it impossible for those Half-step Civilization Realm experts and World Realm Decuple Heaven experts to track its movements.

"Lost him," declared Xing Changhe, hands clasped behind his back. He was from the Star Civilization, possessing exceptional speed, yet failing to catch the Lord of the Chaos Brainstorm was a deep humiliation. Xing Changhe himself was tall and imposing, standing out in any crowd.

"What about you?" Xing Changhe asked the figure beside him, whose long hair floated and danced in the wind. This person was named Feng Xingxing, also a Son of an Emperor from the Half-step Civilization Realm. His name was endearingly cute, and he possessed a baby face that looked perpetually cheerful. This individual was known for being extremely sociable, having cultivated countless friendships in the Central Celestial Dynasty and many in the Lost Land as well. However, it was rumored that those who crossed Feng Xingxing rarely met a good end.

Xing Changhe and Feng Xingxing were both Half-step Civilization Realm masters—one from the Star Civilization, the other from the Wind Civilization. They were friends, though they hadn't traveled together this time. While chasing the Lord of the Chaos Brainstorm, Xing Changhe lost the trail and thus turned to Feng Xingxing.

If anyone among the group stood a chance of finding and catching the Lord of the Chaos Brainstorm, it was Feng Xingxing.

Because he hailed from the Wind Civilization, he held a significant advantage within the spirit soul storm.

Therefore, he had the highest probability.

Feng Xingxing shook his head. "The Lord of the Chaos Brainstorm is too cunning; I couldn't catch it either."

Xing Changhe started, "If even you couldn't catch it, then it seems no one can."

Xing Changhe spoke the plain truth. Right now, no one had managed to track the Lord of the Chaos Brainstorm. The Demon God was truly too crafty. Many Half-step Civilization Realm and World Realm Decuple Heaven experts had all lost its scent, hoping to seize some advantage while it was wounded, only to end up with nothing.

The Son of the Desolation, seated atop his Ten-Clawed Qilin, had also lost the Lord of the Chaos Brainstorm.

The cunning of this Chaos Brainstorm Demon Lord was genuinely terrifying. It truly deserved to be a Demon God born of the Brain; the Brain governed wisdom, and this creature was far more treacherous than the Lord of the Chaos Demon Tongue.

......

Meanwhile, Lu Yuan had also lost the trail.

If figures like the Son of the Desolation and Feng Xingxing had failed to keep up, it was entirely normal for Lu Yuan, who wasn't particularly specialized in pursuit techniques, to lose it.

No, I can’t lose it! He needed the Lord of the Chaos Brainstorm to see if he could acquire Chaos Brain Crystals, which would aid his final push to World Realm Decuple Heaven. This was the critical juncture for transitioning from the Ninth Heaven to the Tenth. How could he let it slip away? Yet, in terms of pursuit arts, he wasn't outstanding. He had learned some in the Jin Kingdom, but those ancient techniques were obsolete by now.

Unwillingness surged through him!

But what could he do?

Wait! What is happening?

As Lu Yuan was growing despondent over losing the Lord of the Chaos Brainstorm, he noticed a strange, vital fluctuation within his New Sword World. Originally, within Lu Yuan’s New Sword World, there was truly only one living entity: the Sword Intent Monster. Nothing else.

Therefore, the sudden vital activity in his New Sword World immediately drew his attention.

Lu Yuan focused his consciousness into his New Sword World and discovered it had undergone an extremely profound, mysterious transformation.

No, it should be that egg.

A snow-white egg floated in the air.

This egg wasn't particularly large, but simultaneously, Lu Yuan noticed that the Dao Character Clone, the Minor Sword Dao Tree, the Sword Dao Gourd, the Gate of Sword Dao, the Ke Character Clone, the Du Character Clone, and numerous other precious items had all become integrated with this snow-white egg, causing it to absorb an immense amount of essence.

This snow-white egg must be the one Feng Mingyi had sent him not long ago, claiming it was a top-tier Wind Sprite from the Wind Civilization. The primary function of a Wind Sprite was acceleration—to quicken one's speed. Lu Yuan had accepted it, and the egg had been placed here. Not much time had passed, yet why was this snow-white egg exhibiting signs of vital awakening?

Actually, this snow-white egg was indeed a top-tier Wind Sprite from the Wind Civilization, but it was an exceedingly peculiar anomaly. Standard Wind Sprites accelerate their owner’s speed; however, this alternative did not. Instead, it sensed every flow of wind, absorbing all wind movements into its core.

This Sprite Egg was on the verge of hatching, though not fully yet.

At the time, Feng Mingyi didn't understand the egg's true function, believing it to be a common top-tier egg, and gave it directly to Lu Yuan.

And so, the egg ended up in Lu Yuan’s possession.

The egg shouldn't have hatched this quickly, but Lu Yuan’s New Sword World contained too many treasures and too few living beings. The Sword Intent Monster remained hidden within the Sword Scroll section, unwilling to approach. The egg absorbed a vast amount of the essence of heaven and earth here, even drawing essence from the Dao Character Clone, which accelerated its incubation process. Now, it was moments from hatching.

As this Wind Sprite was about to manifest, its spirit merged momentarily with Lu Yuan's mind, causing him to startle. Wait, once this Wind Sprite hatches, it can perceive the flow of all surrounding wind and track every trace of its movement. Nothing will escape its notice! Doesn't that mean I can use it to find the Lord of the Chaos Brainstorm?

This was excellent timing! Just when he was desperate to locate the Demon God, the Wind Sprite was emerging.

He had truly stumbled upon an immense windfall.

If the Wind Civilization knew that the Sprite they carelessly gifted had such a profound use, they might feel a slight sting of regret. Of course, this particular Wind Sprite was indeed absurdly powerful, but its primary utility lay in tracking or evasion within a limited range. It was perfect for the current situation, though its usefulness would diminish in vastly larger environments.

Lu Yuan was filled with anticipation about what kind of creature this Wind Sprite would be once it hatched.

Life force pulsed visibly on the snow-white shell.

Lu Yuan waited expectantly, curious about the nature of the second living being to appear in his New Sword World.

Crack! A sound echoed from the snow-white shell. The cracks on the shell widened, growing larger and larger, as a creature seemed ready to emerge from within. What kind of being would it be?

At that moment, Feng Mingyi and Heng Zhan had also noticed Lu Yuan’s absence. Where did Lu Yuan go? Could it be due to the Son of the Desolation?