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Chapter 297 Cultivation World 86
The center of the altar.

At a certain moment, the endless cycle of destruction and rebirth came to an abrupt end. The raging torrent of ash, like rivers flowing into the sea, was instantly swept back. The terrifying pressure that had enveloped the star field vanished abruptly.

Si Lingyue's figure appeared clearly on the altar.

Her body was like a piece of gray glass stripped of all impurities, flawless and radiating a warm, jade-like luster, yet it also carried an absolute, icy chill that seemed to "static" all matter and energy.

The gray eyes opened, but there was no longer any ripple within them, only an ancient and unchanging, deathly silent starry sky that could contain the end of all things.

"Congeal!"

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no extraordinary energy release. Only Si Lingle's calm and even shout.

in vivo.

That ever-flowing [Time Ruins Core], which influenced all the laws of nature, silently and completely dissolved and dissolved, ultimately merging perfectly with her own original core!

It was as if a lock piercing through chaos had been unlocked! An invisible pillar of law, more profound than the Silent Starfield itself, soared into the sky with Si Lingle at its core!

In an instant:
This pillar of pure annihilation law ignored all spatial obstacles and briefly pierced through most of the sky of the God Realm!

Wherever it passed, starlight flickered, and the breath of all things stagnated. Countless powerful cultivators who practiced the laws of death, destruction, and space were shaken to their core, feeling an unprecedented pressure descending from the very end of the Great Dao.

Around the pillars of law, space shattered, collapsed, and returned to nothingness like a mirror, forming a massive, ever-annihilating and reborn vortex projection of nothingness. Time within this vortex seemed to exhibit a strange chaos and stagnation.

A vast and boundless majesty, surpassing even the divine path, swept out like an ancient beast awakening from its slumber, accompanied by the eruption of the pillars of law!

Within the desolate star field, all the violent energy storms subsided instantly, as if a pause button had been forcibly pressed.

The powerful stellar creatures drawn to the periphery, regardless of their level, trembled in fear, instinctively lowering their bodies to express submission and terror.

*Away billions of miles away, Le Miao was in seclusion refining a wisp of the Wind Origin Divine Crystal when her mind suddenly trembled. In the darkness, she seemed to see a gray star field phenomenon that devoured everything, and an aura that froze her soul swept through her heart.

She instantly realized and exclaimed, "God King...she succeeded!"

***
The strange phenomena of the Ruins dissipated, and the pillars of law disappeared.

Si Lingle slowly stood up. At this moment, what flowed within her body was no longer divine power, but rather "the source energy of annihilation," which was like a liquid starry sky, containing endless primordial chaos and a trace of time-freezing power.

Every gesture is accompanied by the immense power that draws upon the very essence of the laws.

God-King! A genuine God-King!
She slightly raised her hand, and a wisp of gray, annihilating energy emanated from her fingertips. This inconspicuous light silently obliterated the surrounding space, as if it had never existed.

Behind her, nine [Void Guardians] floated silently, the runes on the tablets flowing like living things, emitting a Void Gravity a hundred times stronger than before, enough to easily devour and annihilate the full force of an ordinary Xuan God's attack.

They have become god-king level magical artifacts, an extension of her power.

"The Core of Time Ruins... the God King of Annihilation..." Si Lingyue murmured to herself, her gray eyes gazing into the vast and chaotic depths of the divine realm's sky. Three hundred years of life-and-death torment had finally transformed into a solid foundation beneath her feet.

The refining process is complete, and the God-King has been formed. But the path to enlightenment is endless. Beneath the heavens of the God Realm, a new struggle and a grander scheme are just beginning.

Having just become a God-King, Si Lingle was not in a hurry to stir up trouble in the God Realm. She knew the necessity of consolidating her realm and comprehending her new power.

The perils and desolation of the Silent Starfield were no longer enough to hone her current level of cultivation. Therefore, she turned her attention to the Endless Sea, a realm in the God Realm that was also known for its vastness, mystery, and danger.

The seas of the divine realm are incomparable to the oceans of the mortal world. They are a liquid starry sky, containing ancient wills, violent water elemental laws, and unknown ruins and spatial rifts hidden deep beneath the abyss.

Si Lingle transformed into an invisible gray stream of light, traversing between raging waves and deep trenches. The God-King level Source of Annihilation could quietly calm and annihilate the turbulent ocean currents as they approached her, transforming them into nourishment for her to comprehend the water phase of "The End".

However, during an exploration of an ancient altar buried deep in the ocean abyss, emanating strange spatial fluctuations, an unexpected turn of events occurred.

As she attempted to decipher the blurry spatial runes on the altar, a dark array pattern, filled with tainted demonic energy, suddenly lit up at the core of the altar! The activation speed of the array pattern far exceeded her expectations, and an incomparably powerful spatial devouring force erupted instantly!
"A demonic array?!" A sharp, cold glint flashed in Si Lingle's gray eyes. This was clearly a pure demonic teleportation array! The core sea area of ​​the divine realm had actually been secretly set up by the demons as a teleportation anchor point! She instantly realized that this was no accident, but must be the result of the demons' long-term infiltration and planning.

The source energy of annihilation erupted instantly, attempting to resist the sudden spatial pull. However, in the rush, and at the core of the enemy's meticulously arranged lair teleportation array, even a God-King would find it difficult to completely resist the overwhelming and unstoppable power of location teleportation in an instant.

Om-!
A dark red demonic light engulfed her figure. The scene before her instantly distorted; the coldness and immense pressure of the seabed were replaced by a scorching, viscous substance filled with the stench of sulfur and blood. Howling demonic winds filled her ears, and three blood-red moons radiating ominous light loomed overhead.

Si Lingle stood solidly on a desolate, red Gobi desert, her feet resting on the exit altar of the teleportation array. Looking around, she saw a chilling demonic aura, vastly different laws, and a spatial structure that possessed a distorted, aggressive quality.

Demonic world!

Her heart sank. Forcibly storming the demon's stronghold was not a wise move, even for a god-king.

In an instant, she concealed all the aura belonging to the divine race. The primal energy of annihilation within her body was profound and flowed endlessly. Its characteristics were inherently between life and death, annihilation and non-existence, subtly resonating with the deathly stillness and desolation of the demon realm, making it extremely difficult to distinguish.

She subtly distorted the light and shadow with her source energy, simulating faint fluctuations of demonic energy. Her skin was covered with a dark gray shadow, her long gray hair was dyed jet black by divine power, and her eyes turned into a bottomless dark purple.

Thus, a "high-ranking demon" with a cold aura and unfathomable strength was born.

Following the direction where the demonic energy was most concentrated, Si Lingle quickly found a chaotic demonic city built upon a giant skeleton—Skeleton City. Within the city, demonic shadows lurked, and violence, greed, and bloodshed permeated the air. She acted discreetly, avoiding contact with high-ranking demons as much as possible.

One day, as she was passing through a filthy alley, she heard harsh insults and beatings.

Several tall, low-ranking demons with murky demonic energy were ganging up on a thin, female demon.

The girl's aura was weak, and her bloodline was mixed. She was clearly the lowest of the low in the Demon City. She was beaten and bruised all over and curled up in a corner.

The bullies were wantonly robbing her meager food and blood crystals. Si Lingle didn't want to get involved, but the despair and subtle resentment hidden in the girl's eyes reminded her of some shadows from her humble beginnings. An invisible aura of desolation swept by.

Pfft!Pfft!Pfft!
The bullies, as if drained of all their strength, instantly collapsed to the ground, unconscious. The circulation of demonic energy within their bodies was silently "frozen" and "extinguished" for a moment by Si Lingle using her divine king-level abilities, creating the illusion of exhaustion and unconsciousness.

The girl stared in terror and confusion at the collapsed thug, her gaze finally settling on Si Lingle, who seemed to be merely passing by. She struggled to her feet, silent, staring intently into Si Lingle's dark purple, cold eyes. She seemed to understand something.

A few days later, when Si Lingle was resting in an abandoned mine outside the city, the frail girl miraculously found her. She was covered in wounds, clearly having paid a price to get there. With trembling hands, she presented a palm-sized token, neither gold nor wood.

The token felt slightly heavy in my hand, with ancient and intricate magic patterns carved along its edges. The front featured three blood moon reliefs entwined with twisted thorns, emanating extremely faint but ancient spatial fluctuations and a trace of pure bloodline imprint.

"Thank... thank you for saving my life..." The girl's voice was dry and hoarse, filled with humble fear. "My name is Mo Lian... This... for you... is... is a token passed down from my ancestors... the Blood Moon Secret Realm token..." she explained with difficulty.

It turns out that Mo Lian's ancestors had followed a once-powerful demon (who had long since perished) hundreds of years ago and were fortunate enough to obtain a special token for the Blood Moon Secret Realm.

The Blood Moon Secret Realm is an ancient trial ground that is opened only once every thousand years in the Demon Realm. Legend has it that it contains the essence and blood of ancient demons, lost demonic manuals, and even supreme opportunities to temper one's bloodline. It is a treasure land that countless demons dream of.

The ancestors of the Ink Lotus clan briefly prospered by relying on their gains in the secret realm.

However, the bloodline of the descendants became increasingly diluted, and their aptitude was low. No one in the clan had enough strength and courage to venture into that perilous secret realm.

This token, too, became a useless object, sealed away as a family heirloom until now, carefully preserved by the humble Mo Lian. The next time the blood moon eclipses the heavens, and the secret realm opens, will be thirteen years from now.

"The token... must be nurtured with the blood of a direct descendant and a trace of demonic energy before the secret realm opens... We... can no longer sustain it..." Mo Lian's words were filled with self-abandonment and resentment, "Give it to my benefactor... perhaps... you can use it..."

Si Lingle stroked the token, a strange light flashing in the depths of her gray eyes.

A secret realm? This could be an unexpected opportunity to delve into the secrets of the demon realm, comprehend the laws of the demon race, and even find a chance to return to the realm of gods.

The unique spatial and bloodline binding marks on the token were not a problem for her.

Under the annihilation, all things return to nothingness. It is enough to temporarily replace them by analyzing their core Dao patterns or by using the power of the [Void Guardian] to deceive them.

She did not refuse this humble yet profound gift of gratitude.

"I accept the token." Si Lingle's voice was calm and even, yet carried an invisible authority. "For the next thirteen years, you will come with me."

Mo Lian's eyes widened in disbelief.

Si Lingle didn't care how lowly the demon girl's aptitude was.

For her, guiding his cultivation was not only to repay the cause and effect of this gift and to achieve a clear mind; more importantly, by observing and shaping a "demonic cultivator" up close, she could more deeply and intuitively analyze the essence of demonic cultivation techniques, the circulation of demonic energy, and the mysteries of bloodlines.

At the God-King level, she possessed a commanding perspective and the ability to draw inferences from one instance to another. Although she cultivated the Path of Annihilation, her realm was exceptionally high and her wisdom outstanding. It was not difficult for her to understand and guide even rudimentary demonic arts, and she could even pinpoint their core advantages and disadvantages.

From then on, a new "forbidden zone" appeared deep in the Gobi Desert near the City of Bones.

Si Lingle set up a temporary cave dwelling.

During the day, she instructed Mo Lian on breathing techniques, guiding the mixed demonic energy, and using resources from the demon realm to refine her bones and muscles.

She did not directly impart the profound techniques to Mo Lian. Instead, she optimized and improved the basic body-refining techniques of the demon race, combined with the insight into the nature of energy through the law of annihilation (how to more efficiently absorb, compress, and transform demonic energy), making it easier to learn and more suitable for Mo Lian's weak physique and mixed bloodline.

The girl's resilience caught Si Lingyue's attention.

At night, Si Lingle sat quietly under the three blood moons, her mind focused on the token.

The primal energy of Nirvana seeped into the token, analyzing the ancient spatial patterns and bloodline contract laws within.

Nine [Void Guardians] appeared and disappeared around her, quietly radiating the power of returning to the void, simulating the demonic energy and thin bloodline power required for the token to "nourish" it.

At the same time, her vast divine sense, like the most sophisticated instrument, constantly scanned and recorded the laws and rhythms of the entire Demon Realm, especially the peculiar connection between this area and the three blood moons, attempting to deduce the spatial node patterns when the Blood Moon Secret Realm opened.

Thirteen years is but a fleeting moment in both the realms of gods and demons.

But for Mo Lian, the girl in the desolate cave, it was a complete transformation.

Under Si Lingle's almost harsh yet incredibly precise guidance, she grew from an ant that could be crushed at will into a low-level demon soldier with a steady aura and sharp eyes.

Although her bloodline was not much purer, her control over demonic energy and the toughness of her body far surpassed those of others with the same bloodline.

More importantly, she learned from that "benefactor," who was as indifferent as annihilation itself, a kind of tranquility and insight that far surpassed the common sense of the demonic path.

During these thirteen years of silent observation, Si Lingle's aura has become even more unfathomable. She has gained a deeper understanding of the origin of demonic energy, the rules of the Blood Moon, and the meaning of annihilation hidden beneath the filthy land of the Demon Realm.

Under the continuous "pseudo-nurturing" of the [Void Guardian], the core Dao patterns of the Blood Moon Token had already been quietly imprinted with subtle gray marks.

Time had finally reached the edge of the night when the blood moon would shine. The demonic energy of the entire demon realm began to stir, and the light of the three blood moons was more intense and crimson than ever before, staining the earth with an ominous blood color. A strong sense of spatial pulsation permeated the air.

Inside the cave, Si Lingle slowly opened her gray eyes, which had long since regained their original color and were even deeper than Han Yuan's.

"The time has come."

She put away the token, and Mo Lian stood silently behind her, her eyes filled with both fear of the secret realm and incomprehensible awe of the unfathomable power of the person beside her.

The Blood Moon Realm, a mysterious and perilous forbidden land of the demon race, is about to welcome an uninvited guest—a God-King of Annihilation from the realm of gods. Her desires extend far beyond simply possessing a secret realm.