393: The girl in my memory

"Trying to leave?" Lin Yuan's icy voice, like the judgment of the God of Death, echoed across this silent Nirvana Continent. Having devoured the Origin of Jin Xiao - Burning Incineration Prince and Zhi E - Nightmare Dominator, the power within him was at the Peak of explosive growth, and the light of the Chaos Return to Ruin Domain was unprecedentedly brilliant!

He took a step, his figure seemingly ignoring spatial distance, instantly appearing above the head of the Prince of Skeletal Souls, who was initiating a Spatial Evasion technique! His right hand was raised high, no longer forming a sword-finger, but clenched into a fist! Upon the fist's edge, Chaos Qi surged like a Dragon, the black light of Return to Ruin solidified, and a trace of Creation purple intent, originating from the core of the primordial chaos prototype, circulated!

"Grandmist Creation · Return to Ruin Star Burial!"

The punch slammed down!

Where the fist edge struck, space shattered inch by inch like a fragile mirror! The massive Death energy enveloping the Prince of Skeletal Souls instantly melted away like snow meeting the blazing sun! His body, constructed from Soul fire, exploded before he could even let out a scream, facing this punch that contained the dual Universal might of Creation and End. Along with the massive Soul Throne beneath him, he was turned into the most primitive undead particles and completely swallowed by the Return to Ruin vortex that immediately followed!

[Devoured Peak Hunyuan Realm · Prince of Skeletal Souls (Tenth-Tier Undead Origin Universe Prototype)!]

[Obtained Pure Undead Dead Silence Origin!]

[Obtained Undead Universe Prototype Core Fragment!]

[The primordial chaos universe prototype · Nirvana Continent (Death Side) has received ultimate enhancement!]

[Gui Xu Nether Domain's devouring range and might have skyrocketed!]

[Spacetime Framework construction degree has passed the critical point!]

[The primordial chaos universe prototype... has advanced to Fourth-Tier!]

Boom—!

A Universal dao rhyme, far grander and more terrifying than when he previously advanced to Third-Tier, erupted from Lin Yuan's body! His entire being shone with immense light, the Chaos Lotus Platform buzzed and spun excitedly, and the descending Grandmist Qi flowed like a waterfall! The prototype Universe within him rapidly expanded—the Fourth-Tier primordial chaos prototype was complete! The back-fed Hunyuan Power was like a breached star river, instantly breaking the three million mark and frantically climbing toward higher levels!

Three million two hundred thousand! Three million five hundred thousand! Three million eight hundred thousand!

Finally stabilizing at the terrifying level of four million Hunyuan Power!

Lin Yuan hovered above the shattered Undead Node. Below him was the collapsing Well of Wailing and countless undead creatures that had lost their core and fallen into Chaos. He slowly retracted his fist, his body radiating an oppressive aura that made the stars tremble. The power brought by the Fourth-Tier primordial chaos prototype made him feel that the world before his eyes had changed. The structure of space was perfectly visible, the flow of energy clearly discernible. He could even faintly perceive deeper, subtle traces of the Saint Dao belonging to the Saint Realm Domain.

His gaze swept across the battlefield, which he had personally reduced to silent ruins. The remains of three Tenth-Tier powerhouses were being rapidly devoured and transformed by the prototype. Without pausing, his figure merged back into the Void Realm, flashing toward the next high-risk red dot marked by Abyss Without Path—the coordinates of a Gigantic Energy Furnace presided over by the "Mother of Molten Fire" from the Incineration Plane.

Slaughter is endless. Only through devouring can one transcend.

The bloody canopy of the Plane Battlefield hung low, like congealed filthy blood. The Giant Hourglass suspended in the Void Realm had an abnormally fast flow of sand, as if maliciously sped up by an invisible hand.

Lin Yuan split open the Abyssal Demon Creature rushing toward him with a single sword strike. Hot filthy blood splashed onto his face, bringing a sticky, burning sensation. In the instant the smell of blood permeated the air, a figure like cool moonlight uncontrollably surfaced from the depths of his Sea of Consciousness—Bai Li stood at the end of the Law Rainbow Bridge in the Nine Heavens, her Ice Crystal Crown refracting the multicolored light across the sky, shimmering brilliantly. A strand of black silk that he had tousled was wrapped around her fingertip. Her lips parted slightly, and that whisper seemed to pierce through spacetime: "The Coronation Ceremony... awaits you."

The promised time is... almost here!

This thought exploded in his mind like a clap of thunder! The violent lightning arc unconsciously spun out from his sword edge instantly split three Demon Creatures into charcoal, yet the immense feeling of emptiness that abruptly rose in his chest was sharper than any Demon Creature's claw, fiercely gripping his heart.

Was she standing alone on the jade steps of the Grand Void Palace at this moment, gazing toward the firmament? Had the tune "Phoenix Seeking" that she once played for him suddenly broken off at a certain note, leaving only her profile staring blankly into the Void Realm?

"Wooo—!"

Several Abyssal Lords, possessing Tenth-Tier origin universe Prototypes and radiating terrifying pressure, rushed forward, bringing a gust of bloody wind! The Bone Whips they wielded tore through space, emitting ear-piercing shrieks! Lin Yuan narrowly sidestepped. The Bone Whip grazed his Battle Armor, and the resulting gust of wind stung his cheek.

A familiar sweet, bloody taste surged up his throat, making him momentarily recall the brief kiss outside the Law Pagoda—the intoxicating blush that quickly spread to her ear tips when she stood on her tiptoes, the white knuckles unconsciously gripping his sleeve when she pulled back, and the phrase that was swallowed by the sudden sound of the zither, yet carved into his Divine Soul:

"You must come!"

"Cough!" The residual force of the Bone Whip ultimately swept across his shoulder armor. Tearing pain, accompanied by the dull sound of cracking bone, made Lin Yuan grunt, his body swaying slightly. A few drops of hot blood fell onto the dark Battle Armor, the spreading crimson reminding him blindingly of the desperate and stubborn bloodstain she left on the cold barrier of the Law Pagoda, bleeding from her palm... A cold fear instantly seized him—if he was late... would those eyes, which once held the Milky Way for him and melted ten thousand years of cold ice, freeze over again, covered by a frost of loneliness deeper than the snow Peaks of Yuqing Palace?

No! Absolutely not!

The cruel Law of Plane War was like a cold shackle, firmly pinning him in this blood-and-fire purgatory. He had to swing his sword again, the sword light, wrapped in thunder and Chaos, cutting into the surging tide of Demon Creatures. The Chaos Fearless Dao Heart, forged in mountains of corpses and seas of blood and supposed to be indestructible, was now uncontrollably feeling, for the first time, a tremor named "fear."

The appointed day, like sand slipping through his fingers, was inch by inch sliding toward the abyss of missed opportunity in the gaps between blood and fire.

"I promised her!"

This thought was like a prairie fire, instantly burning away all hesitation! A flood of sealed memories broke through his mental defenses. The scenes he had deliberately suppressed and buried deep in his heart surged out, impossible to disperse!

Clone! Time Without Trace!

Powerful Divine Soul Power ignored the Plane barrier, instantly traversing endless spacetime, establishing the tightest Soul connection with his main body's Clone—Time Without Trace—who was far away in the Taichu Divine Continent! In an instant, all the scenes and information the Clone had experienced since stepping into the Time Hall surged into Lin Yuan's Main Soul Sea of Consciousness like a breached flood.

The Chaos Fearless Dao Heart was still beating like an Ancient War Drum, but this time, the depth of that beat was permeated by a heavy sense of concern. Let the Clone go to the appointment first! Once I crush this torrent of hundreds of millions of Hunyuan Realm experts before me, knock open the Saint Realm Door, and flatten the blood and fire of this realm, I will go see her!