121: The seed of the realm, the new path

The blood-red sun, which had been incinerating the sky and boiling the seas, slowly dissipated.

Old Ancestor Chiyang’s figure faded with it.

He didn’t even spare another glance at the void he had personally erased.

A cold snort, like a chill wind from the Nine Netherworlds, echoed one last time between heaven and earth.

Then, this Cultivator, a Great Perfection Nascent Soul Late Stage expert renowned for thousands of years, vanished in an instant.

It was as if he had truly only come to crush an ant that didn’t know the immensity of heaven and earth.

The world returned to its original order.

Sea of clouds surged, and fierce winds howled.

Only in the center of the massive platform outside the city gate remained a shocking, absolute ‘void’.

The spatial Law there had been brutally torn apart and had yet to heal, presenting a terrifying distortion.

In the distance.

Su Meier’s figure was like a frozen sculpture.

She stared intently at that void.

Her peach blossom eyes, once capable of captivating all beings, were now so hollow that not a trace of light could be seen.

Time, at this moment, lost its meaning.

One breath.

Ten breaths.

One hundred breaths.

Her heart, with each passing breath, continued to sink.

Sinking into a bottomless, icy abyss.

Could he truly not return?

That madman.

That scoundrel.

The man who had just stolen her first kiss.

This time, he had truly messed up.

Her knuckles, clutching the white jade treasure box, had turned a sickly bluish-white from excessive force.

The nine aperture soul-nurturing jade, capable of healing her Origin Dao injury, felt like a red-hot branding iron in her palm.

Burning her Soul, making it tremble.

A cold tear slid from the corner of her eye.

But before it could fall, it froze into frost in the high-altitude cold wind.

She felt no cold.

Because her heart was colder than the fierce winds above the ten-thousand-foot-high sky.

Despair, like a boundless black net, enveloped her completely.

She even felt as if she was losing the strength to breathe.

Just as her entire world was about to be completely swallowed by darkness.

An anomaly suddenly occurred.

In the center of that erased, absolute void.

Without any warning, a faint glimmer of light appeared.

The light was extremely weak, like a flickering candle in the wind, capable of extinguishing at any moment.

But it stubbornly persisted.

Su Meier’s completely lifeless pupils suddenly constricted.

She thought it was an illusion.

She blinked frantically, trying to dispel this unrealistic fantasy.

But that faint glimmer not only didn’t disappear.

Instead, it began to expand in a way that defied understanding.

It wasn’t emitting light.

It was weaving.

The Great Dao seemed to have a will, and the Universe became a craftsman.

Countless fragments of Law were born from the void, like countless specks of stardust, drawn in by an invisible hand.

Golden immortality, silver space, crimson destruction... thousands of Dao Laws intertwined and wove, outlining a form.

That wasn’t resurrection.

It was more like this heaven and earth personally mending a “flaw,” creating the most perfect work of art.

First, Dao bones, naturally formed like divine jade.

Then, meridians, flowing like golden rivers.

Finally, flesh and blood grew, and the body became complete.

When the last black strand of hair was also woven.

A complete, naked body floated silently in the center of that void.

He slowly opened his eyes.

The entire world seemed to fall silent the moment he opened his eyes.

Lin Gou’s consciousness awakened from an indescribably profound darkness.

Before his eyes, the System interface was radiating an unprecedentedly dazzling golden light.

【Mythical-level death detected!】

【You were completely annihilated by an attack containing a ‘Domain prototype’ (Domain Prototype)!】

【Reward settlement in progress...】

【Mythical-level death reward settlement complete!】

【Congratulations to the Host for obtaining:】

【One: ‘Chiyang Domain Seed’ (Unique)!】

【Two: ‘Nascent Soul Realm Comprehensive Cultivation Outline’!】

【Three: System Core Completion +5%!】

Lin Gou’s heart was stirred by enormous waves.

He looked within himself.

In the deepest part of his Divine Soul ocean, a crimson-gold “seed,” no bigger than a grain of rice yet seemingly composed of billions of intricate runes, was silently floating.

Chiyang Domain Seed.

The moment he obtained this seed, all the mysteries of “Domain” were imprinted in his Soul like innate instincts.

Although he was still far from being able to use this seed.

This seed was like a key with the highest authority.

Allowing him to glimpse, in advance, the scenery unique to the Soul Transformation Realm.

His gaze swept across this heaven and earth.

The world, in his eyes, was completely deconstructed.

The wind flowing in the air was no longer just wind, but the subtle Veins ( Veins) of countless Laws.

The fragments of stars beneath his feet were no longer inanimate objects, but the heavy structures of the earth and metal Laws.

The violent fire Law left behind by Old Ancestor Chiyang was slowly being assimilated and repaired by the Laws of heaven and earth.

Everything was like an incredibly precise blueprint laid out before him.

Nascent Soul Cultivators, in his eyes, held no more secrets.

The so-called Nascent Soul Divine Ability, in its essence, was nothing more than a relatively crude prying and application of the Laws of heaven and earth.

He could even clearly see the various flaws and shortcomings existing within those Divine Abilities.

He saw a clear and boundless grand Dao leading to a higher Realm.

His cultivation was still at the Golden Core Middle Stage.

But his vision, his understanding of power, had already reached a new, inconceivable height.

His combat strength had undergone a fundamental, qualitative leap.

He slowly lifted his foot.

Then, he gently took a step forward.

He didn’t use any spiritual power, nor did he perform any movement technique.

The space in front of him, however, parted for him like docile flowing water, folding for him.

With one step.

His figure crossed a distance of a thousand zhang.

Appearing silently before Su Meier.

Su Meier’s dazed peach blossom eyes finally refocused.

She looked at the man before her, perfectly unharmed, his aura even more profound and vast.

She could no longer control herself.

All the fear, all the despair, all the grievances, all the lingering terror, erupted like a flash flood at this moment.

“Wah—”

She let out a heart-wrenching sob and, like a young swallow returning to its nest, fiercely threw herself into Lin Gou’s embrace.

She used all her strength to hold him tightly.

As if letting go would turn this person before her into a fleeting illusion once more.

“You liar…”

“Scoundrel…”

Her delicate fists, like raindrops, yet soft and powerless, pounded on Lin Gou’s firm chest.

Each punch was accompanied by a sob.

Each sound was filled with endless grievances.

Lin Gou said nothing.

He simply stood there quietly, letting her vent.

He extended his arms and, with equal force, pulled the trembling delicate body in his embrace tightly against him.

He could feel her body, cold as iron.

He could feel her Soul trembling with extreme fear.

He did not explain.

He merely gently and carefully transmitted that wisp of transcendental and vast Dao charm aura, newly born in his Divine Soul due to the “Domain Seed,” to her through this embrace.

That was not spiritual power; it was a higher level of resonance in the essence of life.

Su Meier, who was punching and crying, suddenly froze.

She instantly felt that aura.

Vast, ancient, transcendent.

As if it transcended this heaven and earth.

She understood instantly.

The man in her arms had not only survived.

He had also obtained some immense benefit that exceeded her wildest imagination.

She stopped crying and stopped pounding.

She simply buried her face deep in his chest.

Greedily absorbing the scent from him that brought her immense peace of mind.

A silent understanding flowed quietly between the two.

After a long time.

Su Meier’s emotions finally gradually calmed down.

She lifted her tear-streaked, yet still breathtakingly beautiful face from his embrace.

Her peach blossom eyes were red and swollen, like two ripe rubies.

“Jade…”

She was about to say something.

But Lin Gou had already placed the white jade treasure box back into her hand.

“What’s yours is yours.”

His voice was calm and gentle, yet carried an undeniable decisiveness.

Su Meier looked at him, opened her mouth, but ultimately did not refuse again, merely clutching the treasure box tightly in her hand.

The two calmed down.

Lin Gou held the nine aperture soul-nurturing jade, which he had retrieved from Su Meier and belonged to him.

As soon as the warm jade entered his hand, a pure Soul Power slowly seeped into his Divine Soul, nourishing his Origin, which was slightly fatigued from the “Mythical-level death” he had just experienced.

His gaze did not linger on the jade.

Instead, he slowly raised it, looking distantly towards the central direction of the Heavenly Vault Fortress continent.

His newly acquired ability, the “Domain Seed,” gave him an unprecedentedly keen perception of certain auras deeply linked to his Karma.

He sensed an aura.

A familiar Sword Intent aura, as cold as the moon and as pure as snow.

That Sword Intent was aloof and ethereal, yet carried a sharpness that could cut through all Laws.

It was Li Hanyue.

She was also on this Heavenly Vault Fortress.

However, Lin Gou’s face did not show the slightest hint of joy.

Because, at the same time he sensed that familiar Sword Intent.

Around that Sword Intent aura, he also sensed several other distinctly different auras.

Cold, dead silent, filled with an absolute sense of order.

As if they were executors of the Heavenly Dao’s rules, devoid of any emotion.

Yet, they contained a bone-chilling malice directed at “anomalies.”

He had only recently encountered this aura.

It originated from the same source as those “Scavengers.”

At this moment, those several cold “order” powers, like an invisible net, were silently and slowly closing in on Li Hanyue’s location from all directions.

Lin Gou’s expression darkened little by little.

A cold killing intent flashed in his eyes.

He slowly spoke, muttering to himself.

His voice was fragmented by the fierce winds of the high altitude.

“Scavengers…”

“They’ve already made their move on her.”