200: Chapter 120: Dragon Devours Python, Devouring and Devouring

Plane 712 was dying.

Having lost the Wan-Du Mother Tree, its largest energy hub, the Law chains at the foundation of the plane broke.

The process of destruction came even faster than expected.

The firmament lost its original color, and Death Qi diffused into every inch of the air.

The crustal plates squeezed against each other and fractured.

Magma broke through the surface, forming pillars of fire thousands of meters high...

Poisonous fog and magma mixed, undergoing chemical reactions in mid-air and bringing down one black rain after another.

Lin Yuan hovered ten thousand meters high in the sky, overlooking this apocalyptic scroll.

The divine fire burned deep within his eyes, reflecting the shattered scenes of the plane.

This was the second time he had witnessed the end of a plane with his own eyes.

The last time was in the Zerg plane 093.

At that time, he was still struggling on the verge of life and death, having just touched the surface of withered and flourishing.

Now, he had already mastered the prototype of "Withered and Flourishing · Life and Death Reversal".

Watching the world collapse once again, the scene in his eyes was completely different.

"All things are born from the Law and return to nothingness." Lin Yuan muttered softly.

He saw magma devour the poison forest, and spatial rifts pierce through the mountains.

Beneath these surface manifestations of destruction, he captured a trace of a faint yet pure Qi of Origin.

It was the final potential released by the plane's will before its demise.

Death and rebirth had always been within the same closed loop.

The collapse of a plane was essentially a reshuffling of matter and energy.

The old rules died, and new energy dispersed into the Void Realm, waiting for the reorganization of the next era.

Lin Yuan mobilized the divine fire in his Sea of Consciousness.

He cross-verified the frequency of the plane's collapse before him with his own understanding of the Law of death.

"To live towards death, the emphasis is on 'towards death'." Lin Yuan's thoughts raced.

If he did not thoroughly embrace the extreme of death, he would not be able to pry open the lever to reshape his divine body.

Tens of thousands of simulations in the Rubiks Cube World made him remember that kind of pain.

Right now, the wails of the plane before him were helping him refine the details.

The dark gold Divine Power inside his body suddenly accelerated its circulation speed.

The previously somewhat stagnant internal Law circulation became even smoother.

His control over the "Life and Death Reversal" state had invisibly improved by another notch.

On the ground below, the retreat of the Wasteland dependents was nearing its end.

The Sea and Sky Tribes, the Zerg army, and the Calamity Fire Spirit retreated back to the Wasteland with mountains of loot.

The Violent Demon Clan remained until the last.

This group of flowing-gold monsters perfectly interpreted what greed meant.

Shouldering high-purity Ores dozens of times larger than their own bodies, they sprinted wildly through the magma and black rain.

A Diamond Tier Tyrant Demon uprooted a venom-crystal mountain that was about to collapse.

Braving the destruction of the plane, step by step, it forcefully shoved half a mountain into the divine domain passage.

Until the last piece of valuable Ore was cleared out, the Tyrant Demons reluctantly crawled into the passage.

Just after the last dependent left,

in the core area of Plane 712,

a dark green pillar of light shot straight into the sky, tearing apart the pervasive black rain.

In the center of the light pillar, a fist-sized crystal with a polyhedral structure emerged.

The World Core.

As soon as this core broke away from the Earth's core, it exhibited a super-strong survival instinct.

It sensed the instability of the surrounding space and Lin Yuan in the sky emitting a dangerous aura.

Hum!

Ripples appeared in the space around the core, attempting to burrow into a Void Realm crack and escape.

Lin Yuan's gaze turned cold. "Meat that has reached the mouth, can I still let you fly away?"

Lin Yuan reached out his right hand and spread his five fingers.

Dark gold Divine Power gushed out from his palm, transforming into dozens of thick chains in mid-air.

The chains ignored spatial distance and instantly sealed off all escape routes of the core.

"Reel in." Lin Yuan closed his five fingers into a fist.

The dark gold chains wrapped around layer by layer, tightly encasing the World Core.

No matter how the core struggled, releasing high concentrations of toxins and wood-attribute energy, it could not shake the Divine Power chains by a fraction.

Lin Yuan exerted force with his arm, forcibly pulling the World Core back into his hand.

He was just about to mobilize the divine fire to refine it.

His movements suddenly stopped.

Lin Yuan frowned slightly, and the divine fire in his Sea of Consciousness inexplicably skipped a beat.

A feeling of being targeted by a venomous snake surged straight to the back of his head.

Someone was looking at him.

This sense of prying was quite covert, without any mixed Killing Intent.

If Lin Yuan hadn't pushed his mental perception to the extreme while comprehending the plane collapse earlier, he definitely wouldn't have discovered it.

Lin Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, a dangerous light flashing deep within them.

Without any hesitation, his right hand gripped the dark red sword-shaped pendant on his neck.

Divine Power was injected.

The pendant magnified and expanded, transforming into a three-foot-long sword.

The surface of the blade was covered with blood-vessel-like protruding patterns, and the vertical eye at the hilt opened.

[sinful blood sword].

When the vertical eye opened, a fiendish aura akin to a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood erupted.

The aura directly locked onto a certain coordinate in the Void Realm through his mental perception.

Lin Yuan grasped the sword with both hands and fiercely slashed toward a seemingly empty Void Realm to the upper left.

"Get out!"

The dark red sword light slipped out from the blade, ignoring the spatial turbulence along the way, and cut into the Void Realm interlayer.

Rip.

The Void Realm was forcibly sliced open into a crack hundreds of meters long.

Trait: Sin Blood.

Inside the Void Realm interlayer, the invisible defensive force field was easily shredded by the sword light.

"Huh?"

A soft sound of surprise came from deep within the crack.

The next moment, a figure tumbled out from the Void Realm crack, landing steadily in mid-air a thousand meters away from Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan held the sword horizontally across his chest, locking his gaze onto the newcomer.

It was a very young-looking man in grey robes. Most eye-catching were his hair and eyes.

The left half of his hair was silver, while the right half was dark purple.

His double pupils were the same, with the left eye silver-white and the right eye purple-black.

In the starry sky world of deities, this kind of physical feature usually meant only one thing:

The other party possessed a certain rare and powerful ancient Bloodline flowing within his body.

The man patted the non-existent dust on his robe and looked up at the sinful blood sword in Lin Yuan's hand.

"A fragment of a True God rank weapon." The man waved his hand slightly, "With attached Karma locking and armor-piercing traits, no wonder it could cut through my Void Realm barrier."

Lin Yuan did not reply.

The Divine Power inside his body had been completely mobilized, and the dark gold divine fire surged on the surface of his body.

He could not see through this person's Realm.

The other party stood there, and the surrounding spatial Laws spontaneously made way for him.

Without any leakage of Divine Power, he gave people an invisible sense of oppression.

At least high-stage demigod.

"Don't be nervous, I have no malicious intent." The different-colored-pupil man waved his hand, a casual smile appearing on his face.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Xing Jin. Passing by this Star Domain and sensing the fluctuations of the plane collapse, I came over to take a look."

Xing Jin pointed at Lin Yuan, a trace of praise in his tone. "To be able to flatten a Diamond Tier plane single-handedly at this stage."

"You must be that reserve team member from this year's freshmen of Starry Sky University who went to participate in the Blood Pact War of Ten Thousand Races, right?"

A cold sneer curled up the corner of Lin Yuan's mouth.

"Passing by, taking a look."

Lin Yuan's voice lacked the slightest bit of temperature.

"Hiding in the Void Realm interlayer and using Mental Energy to scan my divine domain passage and loot. Do you call that no malicious intent?"

In the Laws of the starry sky, prying into another person's divine domain and harvest was equivalent to directly declaring war.

Naturally, Lin Yuan did not believe such nonsense.

What decent person would have nothing to do and hide in the dark peeping at others invading a world.

"It was indeed my abruptness." Xing Jin shrugged, his attitude still casual.

"However, I was indeed just curious. After all, the spots for the Blood Pact War of Ten Thousand Races are precious, and I wanted to see if the sapling sent out by Starry Sky University this time is truly qualified."

Lin Yuan gripped the sword hilt tightly.

So much nonsense.

No matter what purpose he had, no matter what Realm he was at.

In this starry sky devoid of rules, fists were the only truth.

Lin Yuan took a step forward.

Boom!

The dark gold divine fire on the surface of his body surged violently, evaporating the surrounding black rain.

Deep within his Sea of Consciousness, the Law imprint of "Withered and Flourishing · Life and Death Reversal" began to glow.

Within half an hour, as long as the other party wasn't one of those demigod rank 9 old monsters who had lived for over a hundred thousand years and had a freakishly deep foundation,

Lin Yuan was confident he could bite a piece of flesh off the other party.

Feeling the escalating dangerous aura on Lin Yuan's body, the smile on Xing Jin's face froze.

The purple-black pupil of his right eye contracted slightly.

He could sense that this young man, who was only at demigod rank 5, was brewing an extraordinary power inside his body.

This power made even him feel a trace of palpitations.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Xing Jin quickly raised his hand, making a gesture for a truce.

"I take back what I just said. You brat have quite a fiery temper."

Xing Jin sighed, his tone revealing helplessness.

"I really don't want to fight you. If we really fight, although I can win, I'll also end up in a lot of trouble."

"It's not worth it just to watch the excitement."

Xing Jin pulled something out from the sleeve of his robe and casually tossed it toward Lin Yuan.

"Consider it my fault. Take this as an apology."

Lin Yuan grabbed with his left hand, sucking that item into his grasp.

At the same time, the sinful blood sword still pointed directly at Xing Jin without the slightest relaxation.

He used his Mental Energy to scan the item in his hand inside and out more than a dozen times.

There were no attached curse Spells.

There was no hidden Soul toxin.

There was no spatial positioning marker.

After confirming it was safe, Lin Yuan finally let his gaze fall onto this item.

This was a palm-sized silver disc, its surface engraved with gathering-spirit array patterns.

In the center of the disc was embedded a divine core.

High-stage Divine Power restorer.

A trace of surprise flashed in Lin Yuan's eyes.

The value of this thing went without saying.

It could extract stray energy from the Void Realm, convert it into pure Divine Power, and inject it into the user's body.

Back when attacking the Zerg plane 093, Lin Yuan had wanted to buy such a gadget.

At that time, that restorer was priced as high as tens of millions of faith points.

He thought it lacked cost-effectiveness and couldn't bear to buy it.

The silver disc in his hand was much higher in quality than the one he saw back then.

Lin Yuan silently estimated.

With his current high-density Divine Power inside his body that was nearly solid.

This restorer could help him restore about seventy percent of his Divine Power in one go.

In a life-and-death struggle, this was equivalent to having an extra life.

Lin Yuan played with the silver disc and looked up at Xing Jin.

The Killing Intent in his eyes dissipated by more than half, replaced by deep regret.

Lin Yuan sighed, transforming the sinful blood sword back into a pendant and hanging it around his neck again.

"You person, how do you not even have a bit of temper?" Lin Yuan shook his head, his tone full of disappointment.

He was indeed very disappointed.

The other party actively showed weakness and gave such a heavy apology gift.

According to Lin Yuan's principle of action, he simply couldn't find an excuse to continue fighting.

If the other party's attitude had been a bit tougher, he would have unhesitatingly activated Life and Death Reversal and rushed up to rob all of the other party's storage space.

Now it was fine, he could only take a restorer.

Watching Lin Yuan's disappointed expression of "failing to successfully rob", several black lines drooped down Xing Jin's forehead.

As a dignified high-stage demigod, he took the initiative to send a gift as an apology, yet this brat was still not satisfied?

A demigod rank 5 truly treated challenging across Realms like drinking water.

"With this personality of yours, you'll probably live quite comfortably in the Blood Pact War of Ten Thousand Races." Xing Jin waved his hand, forcefully squeezing out a comment.

"Don't bother worrying." Lin Yuan put the restorer into his star key.

"Alright, good luck. I hope we can meet on a higher stage."

Xing Jin cupped his hands.

He really didn't want to stay a second longer in front of this dangerous reckless blockhead.

A flash of silver-purple light, and Xing Jin's figure directly melted into the Void Realm, disappearing without a trace.

Lin Yuan stood in place, releasing his Mental Energy to repeatedly sweep across the Star Domain spanning over a hundred thousand kilometers around him.

Half an hour later.

Confirming that Xing Jin had truly left and there were no longer any life fluctuations around, Lin Yuan finally felt at ease.

He took out the dark green World Core again, and the dark gold divine fire enveloped the polyhedral crystal.

Crack!

A wail came from inside the crystal.

The last surviving trace of will of Plane 712 vanished into ashes under the burning of the divine fire.

The light became docile, and the World Power contained within opened up to Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan pressed the World Core against the center of his brow, and his Sea of Consciousness swallowed it in one bite.

The next second, his consciousness crossed space and descended above the Wasteland Divine Domain.

"Devour it."

Lin Yuan's voice resounded in the Central Basin of the divine domain.

The dormant [Liquid Metal Blood-Devouring Demon Tree] awakened.

A giant divine domain passage hundreds of kilometers wide was torn open in the firmament of Plane 712.

Countless dark gold roots several thousand meters thick protruded from the passage, resembling flood dragons emerging from the sea.

They ignored the collapsing spatial barrier of Plane 712 and plunged directly into the fragmented continental plates.

The next second, they exerted force.

Dragon swallows python and sparrow.

Continental remnants with an area exceeding 100,000 square kilometers were peeled off from the mantle.

In front of the sky-covering roots, the entire Plane 712 looked like a crushed biscuit.

Large chunks of land, dried-up ocean basins, and broken Ore veins.

Were all tightly entwined by the roots and dragged bit by bit into the Wasteland Divine Domain.