46: Chapter 46 A Tale of Two Extremes

"This Clone of mine has had a Restriction placed on it from the moment it was condensed. Once a Soul Sear is attempted, it will automatically detonate, and everything within ten thousand miles will be reduced to nothingness."

"Do you dare to gamble?"

Bai Yu glanced at his five Disciples fighting behind him, his brow furrowing slightly.

If it truly detonated, given the energy intensity of this Clone, it would indeed affect them.

While it wouldn't be fatal, they would certainly be injured.

"It seems you still care about these ants," the blood-colored figure laughed triumphantly. "Then release me, or else..."

"Or else what?"

Bai Yu suddenly smiled, a smile that made the blood-colored figure's heart crawl.

"You think I would let you go over such a small threat?"

"You underestimate a God King too much."

Bai Yu raised his other hand, his fingers clenching the air.

Buzz—

A golden light barrier appeared out of thin air, enveloping both him and the blood-colored figure.

"This is the God King Domain, an absolute Domain independent of this space."

"Inside here, even if you self-detonate, you won't harm a single hair outside."

The blood-colored figure completely panicked.

"Impossible! The God King Domain requires a massive amount of Origin power. You've already acted multiple times just now, how could you possibly have the strength left to deploy it?!"

"Who told you I'm using Origin power?"

Bai Yu said indifferently, "This is just a small trick of the god king dharma idol."

"Now, you can self-detonate."

"Or, obediently let me perform a Soul Sear."

"Take your pick."

The blood-colored figure fell silent.

After a long time, he suddenly sighed.

"Bai Yu, you win."

"But I can tell you, even if you search my soul, you won't get all the answers you want."

"Because what I know is only the tip of the iceberg."

"Then let me see how big this 'tip' is."

Bai Yu wasted no more words, directly pointing a finger at the blood-colored figure's forehead.

Soul Sear Art!

Countless images flooded into Bai Yu's mind like a tide.

He saw a massive palace floating in Chaos, with three ancient characters written on the palace's plaque—

"Reincarnation Hall".

He saw thirteen figures shrouded in black robes sitting around a round table, each with a black sun mark on their chest.

He saw the truth behind that encirclement and killing five hundred years ago—

The Lord of the Clouds was merely the executor on the surface; the real masterminds were these thirteen people.

He also saw an even more shocking image—

In the deepest part of the Reincarnation Hall, there was a massive coffin, covered in densely packed runes.

And those runes were actually written with the blood of a God King.

"Fall of the God King..."

Bai Yu murmured to himself, a flash of shock in his eyes.

He finally understood.

The so-called Fall of the God King didn't refer to the fall of a single God King, but rather...

All the First Generation God Kings were dead.

And they were killed by someone.

The murderer was this "Reincarnation Hall".

"Why?"

Bai Yu stared intently at the dying blood-colored figure, "Why did you kill the First Generation God Kings?"

"Because... they were in the way..."

The blood-colored figure used the last of its strength to utter these words.

"A new era... does not need old gods..."

"The Reincarnation Hall... wants to establish a new order..."

"And you... Bai Yu... are the only variable..."

"So... you must die..."

As the words fell, the blood-colored figure completely dissipated.

Bai Yu stood in place, silent for a long time.

In his mind, the images he had just seen replayed constantly.

Reincarnation Hall.

Thirteen mysterious powerhouses.

The coffin of the First Generation God Kings.

And that phrase: "A new era does not need old gods."

"Interesting."

Bai Yu suddenly laughed, a laugh that was somewhat crazed.

"I thought it was just a simple revenge, but I didn't expect it to involve such a large scheme."

"Reincarnation Hall, is it?"

"Fine, I've remembered it."

"Once I finish the matters at hand, I'll pay a visit to that broken hall of yours."

"To see just how much skill you rats hiding in the dark actually have."

He retracted the God King Domain and turned to look at his five Disciples who were still fighting.

By now, under the command of Qian Ji, that new heart of the abyss had been completely suppressed.

Luo Bingli's Extreme Cold Domain froze it, Gu Yelian's karmic fire purified it, and Mo Chi's Buddhist-Demonic Grand Array sealed it.

With this three-pronged approach, that originally arrogant demon heart had now shrunk to the size of a fist, floating obediently in the center of the Formation.

"Revered Master!"

Seeing Bai Yu return, the five immediately stopped and bowed respectfully.

"Well done." Bai Yu nodded with satisfaction. "This heart will be left for you as a toy to practice with."

"Thank you, Revered Master!"

The five were overjoyed.

A heart of the abyss was a rare treasure for them.

"Alright, all of you head back." Bai Yu waved his hand. "I will personally repair the crack in the Chaos Boundary."

"You go back to the Lingxiao Heavenly Palace first and tell the others what happened here."

"Just say..."

Bai Yu paused, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"The Upper Realm is about to change."

(End of Chapter)

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Chapter 44: Repairing the Seal, Undercurrents Surging

After the five Disciples left, Bai Yu stood alone before the Chaos Boundary, looking at the massive crack and falling into deep thought.

From the blood-colored figure's memory, he had obtained a lot of information.

But at the same time, even more questions had arisen.

Why did the Reincarnation Hall want to kill the First Generation God Kings?

What exactly was the "new order" they spoke of?

And what was inside that coffin covered in runes?

"Forget it, there's no use thinking so much."

Bai Yu shook his head, temporarily suppressing these thoughts.

"The priority now is to fix this crack first."

"Otherwise, if things from Chaos keep pouring out, the Upper Realm will fall into Chaos sooner or later."

He raised his right hand, and the god king dharma idol emerged once more.

This time, the dharma idol didn't show any aggression; instead, it emitted a gentle and powerful aura.

That was the Power of Creation.

A God King can not only destroy but also create.

Bai Yu formed hand Seals, and golden runes flew from his fingertips one by one, branding themselves onto the edges of the crack.

These runes were identical to the ones left by the First Generation God Kings during the Primordial Alliance Covenant, and were even more exquisite.

As the runes increased, the crack began to heal slowly.

But just then, a sudden change occurred.

From deep within the crack, a long sigh suddenly came.

"Sigh..."

This sigh was ancient and sorrowful, as if it had crossed endless years, carrying an indescribable sense of vicissitude.

Bai Yu's movements paused, his brow furrowing deeply.

"Who is it?"

No response.

Only that sigh continued to echo in the Chaos.

Bai Yu's eyes narrowed, and his Divine Sense instantly probed deep into the crack.

Then, he saw a scene he would never forget in his life—

In the deepest part of the Chaos, there was a massive battlefield.

On the battlefield lay countless corpses.

Every single one of those corpses emitted the aura of a God King.

The corpses of the First Generation God Kings.

And in the center of the battlefield, there was a blurred figure with its back to him, looking up toward a certain direction in the depths of the Chaos.

That figure's back gave Bai Yu a strange sense of familiarity.

As if he had seen it somewhere before.

"You are..."

Bai Yu was about to speak.

The figure suddenly turned its head.

But its face was obscured by a cloud of mist, making it impossible to see its features.

"Bai Yu..."

The figure spoke, its voice hoarse and low.

"You shouldn't have come back..."

"This place... is no longer the world in your memory..."

"Leave... while there's still time..."

"Otherwise... you will regret it..."

As the words fell, the figure slowly dissipated.

Along with that battlefield, it vanished into the depths of the Chaos.

Bai Yu stood in place, unable to snap out of it for a long time.

The figure's words caused a strong sense of unease to surge in his heart.

"Not the world in my memory?"

"What does that mean?"

He wanted to investigate further, but the crack had completely healed, and he could no longer perceive any abnormalities.

"Forget it."