222: Chaos Sea, Two Great Spirits

At the entrance of the Myriad Ages Evergreen Realm, violent spatial fluctuations horrified the experts from various forces waiting there.

However, the anomaly was soon revealed. Figures wrapped in silver light flashed out of thin air; they were the Prodigies holding the Realm-Breaking Talismans. These lucky survivors all looked pale as paper, their auras withered, and their eyes held unconcealable horror. From their mouths, the news that the Myriad Ages Evergreen Realm had been completely destroyed swept out like a storm.

Meanwhile, deep in the Blood Demon Realm, the Blood Palace Forbidden Ground.

In a pitch-black quiet room, a figure who had been sitting cross-legged for a long time suddenly opened his eyes!

Blood-red pupils opened and closed, and red light instantly filled the entire space. The blood lamps on the walls lit up one by one, reflecting the suffocating and terrifying pressure of the figure in the blood robe.

Inside the Blood Palace, Xue Qin, who was handling official business, felt her fingertips tremble violently. She stood up abruptly, her expression filled with suspicion and shock: "The Old Ancestor has awakened? ...And he has actually left the Blood Palace directly? What kind of major event has occurred?"

Immortal Realm, Southern Jambudvipa, Evergreen Immortal Island.

An equally terrifying will suddenly revived, and an enraged roar shook a hundred miles: "Junior! This Venerable will definitely make your Divine Soul perish!"

Cyan light suddenly rose, carrying a world-destroying pressure as it broke through the Immortal Island, instantly tore through the Immortal Realm boundary wall, and plunged into the Chaos Void Realm, with its target aimed directly at—the Blood Demon Realm!

Beneath the Immortal Island, a woman with hair as white as snow and wearing a red dress gazed at the distant cyan light. Her expression was complex and difficult to discern, with longing and hatred intertwined.

Chaos Void Realm, somewhere.

This was a floating graveyard. Countless ancient wood remains, shattered mountain rocks, solidified ice balls, and countless lifeless Spirit Medicines and Spiritual Roots... slowly floated and sank in the vast, empty Void Realm.

In this sea of deathly silent debris, a blood-colored light cocoon drifted quietly.

"Click, clack—"

A crisp cracking sound rang out, and a slender, powerful, bronze-skinned arm suddenly pierced through the light cocoon.

With one swipe of the arm, the cocoon shell completely shattered.

A handsome young man with white hair and beard and blood-red pupils revealed himself—it was Xiao Zhuo.

He quickly sensed his own condition, and a bitter expression immediately appeared on his face.

His Source Blood was almost exhausted, plummeting from the Earth-Grade Peak to Low Grade; his Physical Body strength was greatly reduced, and his Lifespan had shrunk from the hundreds of thousands of years of a Quasi-Immortal Realm to less than ten thousand years!

That dazzling white hair was the most cruel proof.

Before he could check in detail, Xiao Zhuo's expression suddenly tightened.

With a thought, a strange weapon appeared in his palm.

The weapon had shrunk to the size of a palm, its entire body seeming like wood but not wood, yet it emitted the sound of metal when struck.

One side looked sharp like a sword, the other overbearing like a saber, and the blade was densely covered with blood-colored magic patterns, with blood light flowing as if it were breathing.

An overbearing, bloodthirsty, ferocious Qi and a vast, boundless life force had actually achieved a strange harmony upon it.

The divine weapon was closely connected to his aura; it had clearly already recognized him as its master.

Xiao Zhuo frowned deeply.

In his memory, the last scene was him holding onto this divine weapon tightly before being swept into the spatial turbulence, suffering heavy injuries, and falling unconscious.

How did he refine and make it recognize him as master? He had no impression!

"Number One!"

"I am here, host!"

"What is going on with this thing?"

"host, this is an origin divine weapon, current Rank: Low Grade Heaven-Grade. It was born from the Wood Origin within the Five Elements Origin of a realm, possessing infinite potential, and can evolve by devouring essence blood and wood-attribute energy, being nearly immortal. Specific information can be viewed using the Eye of Appraisal."

"As for the recognition of master, when you were seriously injured and unconscious, it crazily extracted your essence blood to save itself. After drifting into the Void Realm, it realized that if it sucked you dry, it would also be trapped here forever, so it returned some essence blood to keep you alive and attempted to take advantage of your weakness to convert you into a weapon slave. This action happened to trigger the System's defensive mechanism, and under the backlash, it was forced to recognize you as its master and became your slave." Number One's cold, mechanical voice was devoid of ripples.

Xiao Zhuo's pupils shrank, his gaze locking onto the divine weapon in his palm.

The Eye of Appraisal was activated, and information appeared: [origin divine weapon: Blood-wood dual attribute, extremely high growth potential. Can advance by devouring essence blood and wood-attribute energy. Characteristic: Immortal (nearly indestructible). Current Rank: Low Grade Heaven-Grade. Damage amplification 327%]

Number One's explanation made his back feel cold.

This ferocious weapon had not only gained intelligence but had also harbored the intention to devour its master!

If it weren't for the System... the consequences would have been unimaginable!

A cold killing intent rose in Xiao Zhuo's eyes.

The divine weapon seemed to sense its master's anger, and a young and terrified consciousness fluctuation came through: "Master! Little Wood was wrong! I will never dare to do it again! I beg Master to spare my life!"

Xiao Zhuo was expressionless, and he asked coldly in his heart: "Number One, if I erase its consciousness, can I replace it with a split soul to act as the artifact spirit?"

"Theoretically possible, host. But only the native artifact spirit of an origin divine weapon can perfectly exert its power. After erasure, unless it naturally nourishes for tens of thousands of years to regenerate a new spirit, an Acquired artifact spirit can at most exert 40% of its power. Please be cautious, host."

"40%?" Xiao Zhuo's gaze dimmed. The price was too high.

The thought of killing it was temporarily suppressed, but his vigilance did not decrease at all.

How could the spirit of such a ferocious weapon that relied on devouring essence blood to grow be a kind one? Fortunately, the System forced it to recognize him as master, so there should be no major problems in the short term.

He stared at the divine weapon, his voice cold: "Spit out my essence blood!"

The divine weapon trembled, and the young consciousness carried a sobbing tone: "Master... your essence blood... has already been refined by me, I... I cannot spit it out..."

Xiao Zhuo's forehead veins jumped.

This loss was too heavy! The essence blood he had painstakingly collected in the Myriad Ages Evergreen Realm had almost been hollowed out by this ferocious weapon!

One man and one weapon stood in a silent standoff in the vast, dead Void Realm.

After a long time, Xiao Zhuo suppressed his roiling anger and said coldly: "Then let me see if the capital you swallowed is worth it!"

"Hmph! Why fear him! Little Wood, let him see!" Inside the divine weapon, another arrogant and ferocious consciousness suddenly rang out!

Xiao Zhuo raised an eyebrow—there were actually two artifact spirits?!

Before he could investigate further, the origin divine weapon had transformed into a seven-foot-long strange blade-sword and landed in his hand, a sense of Bloodline connection arising spontaneously.

Xiao Zhuo channeled a trace of the magic power that was transforming into immortal power, poured it into the divine weapon, and swung it casually!

A condensed dark golden arc broke out from the blade! Cyan and red energy intertwined on it, and wherever the sharpness passed, the floating wreckage split open silently like tofu!

The arc did not diminish in momentum and slashed fiercely into a floating asteroid with a diameter of ten thousand zhang in front.

There was no earth-shattering roar.

The arc swept past, and the star—split into two! The cross-section was as smooth as a mirror.

Xiao Zhuo's eyes suddenly lit up, and he raised the divine weapon to his eyes to examine it carefully, his estimation of this ferocious weapon rising suddenly in his heart!

Vaguely, he even felt that the previous heavy loss seemed... not so unacceptable after all...

"How about that! We are powerful, right!" Inside the divine weapon, that extremely arrogant voice sounded again, full of showing off.

Xiao Zhuo's complexion, which had just improved, immediately turned dark again!

A powerful Divine Thought probed into the interior of the divine weapon without hesitation.

After only a moment, Xiao Zhuo saw a green-haired little loli who was less than four feet tall and timid, and a rebellious boy with fire-red hair and about five feet tall at the core.

Undoubtedly, the little loli was the timid Little Wood from before, and this boy was the other artifact spirit of the divine weapon, the source of the wild words just now.

Xiao Zhuo's Divine Thought took shape, condensing into his own appearance, a meaningful smile appearing on his face as he walked towards Little Wood.

The red-haired boy's expression tightened when he saw this, and he immediately stepped forward to completely block Little Wood behind him, glaring at Xiao Zhuo's Divine Thought Incarnation, and roared without showing weakness: "What do you want to do? We are not afraid of you!"

Looking at the boy's reaction of protecting the calf, Xiao Zhuo understood in his heart that his plan was set!

He chuckled, waved his large hand casually, and a powerful force instantly pushed the boy aside.

Immediately, he squatted down to be eye-level with Little Wood, and his large hand gently stroked her soft hair that looked like emerald raindrops and flowing light filaments, his voice gentle but unquestionable: "Little Wood, don't be afraid. In the future, Master will definitely take good care of you and protect you."

Little Wood didn't seem surprised that Xiao Zhuo could enter the interior of the divine weapon; she raised her little face, her clear, large eyes full of trust, and nodded vigorously: "Mm! Little Wood trusts Master!"

"Hey, hey, hey! That strike that just split the star was powered by me! Also! Don't think that just because you forced a contract that I will obey you!" The red-haired boy who was pushed aside looked indignant and rushed over to grab Xiao Zhuo's shoulder.

Xiao Zhuo's gaze suddenly turned cold, and a powerful Divine Thought pressure, like an invisible mountain, descended fiercely from the top of the boy's head!

"Thud!" The boy had no power to resist and was slammed to the ground on the spot, unable to move.

"Ah!" Little Wood exclaimed, subconsciously wanting to help the boy, but was gently stopped by Xiao Zhuo extending his arm.

Only hearing Xiao Zhuo's voice, cold as ice: "I think the evil thought that devoured my essence blood and attempted to devour the master must have been led by you, this unruly guy! This is just a small punishment! If you dare to be so presumptuous and rude in front of me again! Hmph, then don't blame me for not considering Little Wood's feelings!"

After speaking, he looked back at the worried Little Wood, his tone softening slightly: "Little Wood, don't worry, Master is just sharpening this kid's wild nature! This time, he is punished to lie on the ground for one day! You must not learn from his ignorance of the heights of heaven and earth."

Little Wood looked at the boy struggling on the ground with an arrogant look still in his eyes, her little face full of worry, but Xiao Zhuo had already set the punishment, and she, being naturally obedient, had to nod hesitantly.

Xiao Zhuo glanced coldly at the red-haired boy who was still being suppressed by his Divine Thought and stubbornly refusing to admit defeat, and his Divine Thought Incarnation dissipated instantly.

Both artifact spirits had recognized him as their master, and their lives and deaths were all in his thoughts!

He could see that Little Wood was pure by nature and easy to control; and although the red-haired boy was rebellious, he clearly cared about Little Wood very much.

Thus, wanting to subdue this rebellious artifact spirit was not a difficult task.

With a curve of his mouth that controlled everything, Xiao Zhuo restrained his mind and looked up at the boundless gloom and floating wreckage of the Chaos Void Realm, his gaze instantly becoming solemn.