383: Memories of Rolahacha

Xiao Zhuo's heart sank.

The shattered realm before him exuded an unusual aura everywhere.

Within the boundary realm, there must still be residual Origin—otherwise, where did those flickering light specks in the void come from?

Those light specks were clearly the materialized light and shadow of the remaining Great Dao Law.

If the Origin completely dissipated, the Great Dao Law would inevitably be extinguished with it.

For a boundary realm, the Origin is the Foundation of its Great Dao.

Even Middle Thousand and Small Worlds have their continuously flowing Dao, but due to energy limitations, the creatures within them find it difficult to truly wield its immense power.

Once the Origin of a boundary realm is exhausted, the Dao within it will fall into eternal silence.

The Dao within a boundary realm can be seen as the terminal 'tendrils' of the vast boundary sea Dao, but they require nourishment from the Origin of their respective boundary realms.

When the Origin perishes, the Dao within the realm withers, and the 'tendrils' extended by the boundary sea will also retract.

However, the boundary sea itself is interwoven with countless active 'tendrils'; as long as one comprehends the true meaning of the Dao of one of these worlds, one can borrow its power within the boundary sea.

But at this moment, this Dark Realm, floating in the Chaos Void... Xiao Zhuo's Divine Sense swept across the endless Chaos outside the world sand, and a strong sense of foreboding, like ice water, washed over his heart.

It was dead silent and desolate, as if it were a forbidden zone completely abandoned by the will of the boundary sea.

"Old Ancestor! This Dark Realm... what kind of existence is it?" Xiao Zhuo concentrated and communicated with Xue Tian through his consciousness.

"A banished graveyard!" Xue Tian's voice echoed in his mind, laden with heavy vicissitudes and a sigh, "It buries the remains of countless perished worlds and also imprisons some terrifying existences that are intolerable to the will of the boundary sea... This place contains immense terror, but it may also hide Heaven-Defying great fortune!"

"However, this has little to do with what we currently seek! Although the world sand can temporarily escape into the Dark Realm's cracks, the support time is limited!" Xue Tian's tone became solemn, "The Laws here are shattered, and the power of the Dao and World Power are both isolated and distorted. Once World Power is forcefully activated, your Small World will be polluted and eroded by the ominous aura pervading this realm. Therefore, if we fight here, we can only rely on our own Divine Abilities, Magic Treasure power, and... the comprehension of Concepts. You possess a Divine Concept, which will allow you to exert combat power far exceeding those of the same cultivation class, and this is the key reason I brought you here."

"Whether to enter that shattered boundary realm is up to your own decision! If you are unwilling to take the risk, we will leave immediately! If you also want to give it your all, this old man will venture in with you!" After Xue Tian finished explaining, he quietly awaited Xiao Zhuo's decision.

Xiao Zhuo did not respond directly, but instead said, "Old Ancestor, please move my female Disciple here."

Xue Tian's mind stirred slightly.

The next moment, Wang Xianyu's figure appeared on the desolate plain beside Xiao Zhuo.

"Young Master?" One moment, Wang Xianyu was still in a quiet room in No. 6 Giant City recuperating; the next, she was suddenly in an unfamiliar plain, filled with surprise and doubt. Then she saw Xiao Zhuo right before her, and with a mix of joy and surprise, she immediately flew closer.

Compared to "Revered Master," she was more accustomed to calling him "Young Master."

"Xianyu," Xiao Zhuo smiled gently, "give me what I, your Revered Master, gave your Clone earlier."

Wang Xianyu paused slightly, then understood, and with a flip of her hand, she produced a faintly glowing hexagonal crystal—it was the barrier sealing Luolaha Cha's time imprint.

Xiao Zhuo lightly flicked his sleeve, and the crystal disappeared into his hand.

"Your injuries are not yet healed. Keep these Medicinal Pills and recuperate with your brother. Your Revered Master needs to leave for a while." After putting away the crystal, Xiao Zhuo gently stroked the young girl's soft hair and then took out several Medicinal Pills with contained brilliance, handing them over.

These Saint-Grade Medicinal Pills, obtained from an Immortal King who died by his hand, would greatly benefit the siblings' injuries.

"Thank you, Young Master!" Wang Xianyu put away the Medicinal Pills, and hearing that Xiao Zhuo was leaving again, her bright little face immediately clouded with sadness and reluctance.

Before she could say more, Xiao Zhuo had already communicated with Xue Tian through his mind and sent her back to her original place.

"Old Ancestor, please wait a moment!" Leaving this sentence, Xiao Zhuo's figure suddenly blurred and instantly escaped into his zizai world.

At this moment, the zizai world's territory had expanded to more than three times the size of Xiao Zhuo's previous life's Blue Star.

If not for its entry into the Dark Realm with the Blood Demon Realm, severing its connection with the boundary sea, it would still be continuously absorbing boundary sea energy and expanding.

The birth of this world was a miracle.

Ordinary Cultivators, even if they comprehend Dao Principles and open up Dao Domains, would find it extremely difficult to construct such a peculiar world that seems to possess life, capable of actively communicating with the boundary sea, devouring energy, and growing on its own.

Given enough time, it could even transform into a Middle Thousand or even a Great Thousand World—though the time required would likely be measured in hundreds of millions of years.

This precisely demonstrated the extraordinary Foundation of the zizai world.

Other people's Small Worlds might be based on precious treasures, with fixed forms.

Or they might have Origin as their core, requiring the owner to expend vast amounts of effort and resources to slowly upgrade them.

In contrast, the potential of the zizai world was boundless.

However, despite its great potential, Xiao Zhuo could not wait for it to grow slowly step by step.

He had to quickly elevate it to the Middle Thousand level.

Therefore, the Origin contained within that shattered boundary realm in the Dark Realm was of utmost importance to him and absolutely not to be missed!

But before acting, he had to gather as much intelligence as possible.

The target was Luolaha Cha—this ancient existence from the fallen Primal Demon Realm. His memories must contain fragments about the secrets of the fall of these two Major Thousand Worlds, the Primal Demon Realm and the Light God Realm, as well as the mysteries of the river of time.

At this moment, the hexagonal crystal sealing the red demon's time imprint was slowly rotating like a tiny satellite, orbiting the slowly expanding and contracting, continuously flowing Origin light cluster at the core of the zizai world.

Xiao Zhuo's mind locked onto the crystal, and his intent moved slightly.

Silently, the crystal barrier shattered and dissipated like a bubble, revealing the red soul phantom, only the upper half of which remained—Luolaha Cha's residual time imprint, its form even more ethereal and tenuous than at first, clearly slowly disintegrating on its own.

Xiao Zhuo raised his hand and gently beckoned, and a wisp of pure Origin power separated from the Chaos light cluster, carefully injecting it into the red phantom.

He did not intend to fully revive Luolaha Cha, only to have him condense a form sufficient to withstand memory extraction.

The injected Origin power was precisely controlled, just enough for him to condense a mortal demon body.

As the Origin was injected, the red phantom rapidly solidified, and its missing lower half grew and constructed out of thin air at a visible speed.

Blood vessels, bones, and flesh outlined themselves in the void. In the blink of an eye, a complete red demon body, less than five feet tall, floated before Xiao Zhuo.

Xiao Zhuo's intent guided the reconstructed demon body closer.

"Luolaha Cha! Wake up!" Xiao Zhuo concentrated his Divine Soul power, transforming it into a low, extremely penetrating mental impact, directly striking his core consciousness.

Ten breaths passed... The red demon's eyes remained tightly closed, showing no signs of awakening, like an exquisite dead object.

"Sure enough..." Xiao Zhuo frowned deeply, a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes, "The damage to the time imprint is far greater than expected. Has the last spark of consciousness also completely extinguished? It seems I can only forcibly search his soul!"

Once the decision was made, there was no more hesitation.

Xiao Zhuo separated a wisp of Divine Sense, like an invisible sharp thorn, directly piercing into the center of Luolaha Cha's reconstructed body's brows, boldly entering the depths of his Sea of Consciousness.

Within the Sea of Consciousness, it was a desolate expanse.

Only an extremely ethereal soul phantom, as if it could completely dissipate at any moment, swayed precariously in the storm of the Sea of Consciousness—this was the last carrier of all Luolaha Cha's memories.

Xiao Zhuo's Divine Sense unhesitatingly wrapped around it, beginning to forcibly browse and strip away the remaining memory fragments.

In an instant, countless fragmented, blurry, incomplete, and even contradictory images and information flooded into Xiao Zhuo's mind—these were the scattered fragments of Luolaha Cha's long life, all that remained after being doubly ravaged by the river of time and the will of the boundary sea. Most of them were already shattered and difficult to connect.

"As expected..." Xiao Zhuo sighed inwardly, confirming his worst fears.

Luolaha Cha's memories had been largely erased; his true name and past had vanished into nothingness.

However, the browsing did not stop.

Xiao Zhuo's Divine Sense, like the most precise sieve, carefully searched for valuable fragments in the ruins after the catastrophe.

Soon, a crucial piece of information emerged from the Chaos—it was a string of boundary sea coordinates, belonging to the Primal Demon Realm!

Xiao Zhuo's mind sharpened, and he immediately memorized it firmly.

He continued to delve deeper, his Divine Sense pushing through the storm of broken memories with difficulty.

Finally, some more coherent, yet also filled with destruction and Chaos, images began to emerge... It was war!

The initial scenes of the terrifying war between the Primal Demon Realm and the Light God Realm, two colossal entities, erupting in the depths of the boundary sea and sweeping across countless stars...