262: Chapter 262 Severing Obsessions - Willow Seedlings Reborn

Five divine dragons spun continuously, extracting madly like a black hole.

Not just demonic energy, but even the powers of the Five Elements and Yin-Yang within his body were forcibly torn out.

In just a few breaths, Yang Mei's body had twisted into a pretzel shape, losing all human form.

His essence was drained, and intense pain pierced his soul. He struggled desperately, wanting to break free, wanting to escape.

But—it was useless.

From the very first second, he had already been sentenced to death.

Not to mention resisting, even escaping had become a pipe dream.

Utterly ironic.

They say Chaos is the core of the universe; just how terrifying is it after awakening?

Before, no one knew.

But now, they saw it with their own eyes.

Shocking.

Utterly shocking.

Powerful! Terrifying! A heaven-defying level divine ability!

Yang Mei still wanted to re-establish Chaos? Looking at this posture, he would likely be refined until not even slag remained.

"It's too terrifying... In the past, Chaos had no spirit, and we didn't know how to show reverence. Who could have imagined it would be this tyrannical now?"

"This is no divine ability; it is clearly the laws themselves devouring all things!"

Everyone gasped, whispering among themselves.

Even Jiang Chen himself was somewhat surprised—that Yang Mei, who had been clamoring for countless years, was actually suppressed so easily?

"Since you've come, don't leave." Jiang Chen's gaze turned cold, "Refining, begin."

As his voice fell, he pressed his palm down.

The chaotic energy surged, sweeping up like lightning, instantly wrapping Yang Mei into a cocoon.

The refining began.

"Whoosh—whoosh—"

"Ah!!!"

"Chaos can actually evolve into such a divine ability? How did I never think of this?!"

"Hateful! If I had known earlier..."

Yang Mei wanted to roar, but the pain had already torn his consciousness apart; he couldn't even say a complete sentence.

Before everyone's eyes, Jiang Chen performed the art like a god.

Although refining was a Chaos divine ability, the process was extremely direct—

In the high-speed rotation of the chaotic airflow, Yang Mei's physical body quickly dissolved, his flesh and blood turned into energy, his soul was crushed and reorganized, and everything returned to Chaos.

"Hmph!"

At the critical moment of life and death, Yang Mei roared, and his remaining origin exploded.

In an instant, his form transformed into a towering giant willow, roots like snakes, branches and leaves covering the sky.

But under the wrapping of the chaotic energy, this giant tree still could not escape its doom.

The outer branches and leaves withered, carbonized, and disintegrated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Getting smaller and smaller, thinner and thinner.

A shrill scream resounded through the Three Realms—

"It hurts—!"

"My eons of cultivation, ruined in an instant!"

"Spare me! I was wrong!"

"Yang Mei was arrogant and conceited, attempting to re-establish Chaos; he was truly a mayfly shaking a tree, overestimating his own power!"

The wails were like hellish punishments, heart-wrenching.

When Jiang Chen refined the Great Venerables of the Primordial Era, ancient demons, and Western gods, it was all done in secret.

Outsiders only thought it was a legend.

A terrifying legend.

Some speculated that those existences were merely trapped in Chaos, not truly refined.

Even Yuanshi Tianzun had once thought—that it was the power of Chaos itself, not something Jiang Chen did personally.

But at this moment, he finally understood: he was wrong.

Terribly wrong.

That was not the power of Chaos.

That was—Jiang Chen's Dao!

Fear surged like a tide, Yuanshi Tianzun's expression changed drastically, and his heart was in turmoil.

The Three Realms trembled.

An ancient demon was completely refined in front of everyone's eyes; the scene was so shocking it made one's spine chill.

"Yang Mei, I'll give you one last chance."

The towering willow tree was shrinking rapidly, branches and leaves withering, its form collapsing.

Jiang Chen finally spoke, his voice resounding like thunder. By now, his physical body had already been tempered to the extreme, chaotic energy circulating throughout his body; he no longer needed to borrow external objects to refine.

"Spare me! Sovereign, have mercy, I will do whatever you say!"

...

At this moment, Yang Mei was already terrified out of his wits, trembling all over, without even a shred of courage to resist; he could only kneel and beg.

"You pierced through the star regions of the Three Realms, causing my family to be forced to fall into the Underworld to cultivate!"

"The Underworld is a place where the weak are prey to the strong, full of bloody storms and ceaseless turmoil!"

"Now, listen well—"

"Transform into a great willow tree, guard the Underworld, act as a pillar supporting the sky, and stabilize the foundations of the Underworld!"

"If you can do this, I will allow you to reincarnate into the Ghost Path and cultivate again; a glimmer of hope still remains."

Jiang Chen, though ruthless in his actions, still left some leeway and did not kill him completely.

"Thank you, Sovereign, for your mercy! As long as my true spirit is not extinguished, there is hope for everything!"

Yang Mei was utterly disheveled, weeping bitterly.

"Dream on!"

Jiang Chen sneered, utterly disdainful.

A wisp of chaotic energy suddenly erupted, like a knife or blade, sweeping across and severing all the obsessions within his body!

It must be known that Yang Mei had relied on obsessions to cultivate for thousands of years; now that his foundations were destroyed, his soul was nearly disintegrated.

Just as he was about to completely perish, a remnant of good thought quietly awakened, condensing into a new obsession, carrying his memories as he was reborn against the flow of time.

He came back to life—

But he was no longer that formidable powerhouse.

Just a withered willow seedling, standing alone in the void, its aura as weak as a candle in the wind.

"Scram!"

Jiang Chen roared, his magic power swirling, directly knocking this willow seedling into the depths of the Underworld.

It counted as giving him a way to live, but only a glimmer, as faint as smoke.

From then on, Great Immortal Yang Mei still existed.

But as for strength? He was likely the most bottom-tier existence in the Three Realms.

Still want to hold sway over Chaos?

Just a joke.

Being refined in public and completely reshaped—this scene made all beings of the Three Realms tremble with fear, leaving them silent.

The power of the source of Chaos is truly terrifying!

Too terrifying!

Everyone secretly warned themselves: in the future, they must keep their tails tucked and behave, never daring to harbor any crooked thoughts again.

"Sovereign's divine abilities are heaven-reaching and earth-shattering; Yuanshi Tianzun admires you completely!"

Yuanshi Tianzun hurriedly stepped forward to express his stance, his tone so respectful it was almost sycophantic.

Facing such a Chaos Great Emperor—Jiang Chen, he could only tremble in fear; how could he dare to say another word?

Chaos is the true core of the universe.

On this point, no one dared to question it again.

On the other side, the Queen Mother of the West flickered her gaze, staring at the new planet created by Yuanshi Tianzun—it was surprisingly similar to Earth, with the embryonic forms of the Three Realms all present.

Her gaze hardened, and she immediately stepped out.

As the ruler of the Heavenly Realm, she had to speak up.

"Tianzun, this world you have created shares the same origin and structure as my Three Realms. Since that is the case, the Heavenly Realm and the Underworld should jointly govern this star, station divine officials, and suppress order!"

As her voice fell, it was a settled matter.

Yuanshi Tianzun was stunned upon hearing this, his heart skipping a beat.

But with the Chaos Sovereign sitting here, how could he dare to say a single word of "no"?

"It should be so, it ought to be so!" He hurriedly agreed, his tone as sincere as it could possibly be.

The Queen Mother of the West was not polite either, immediately dispatching divine generals and immortal officials to move into the new star in a grand procession and take full control.

With the dust settled, Jiang Chen turned and returned to the Chaos Wuji Heaven.

To be honest, this was the home that truly belonged to him.

If not for his duties, he would not wish to take a single step out.

The eighteen layers of Wuji Heaven, stacked layer upon layer, were like eighteen independent worlds, where he could enjoy himself as he pleased, with endless resources.

Whatever he wanted, he had; why bother worrying about external affairs?

Of course, this was just a thought that flashed through his mind.

As the Chaos Great Emperor, the responsibilities he had to bear could not be shirked in the slightest.