Twin Beasts

This time, the "Mother" slept even longer than before.

Meng Chao felt that it seemed to want to sleep until the seas ran dry and the rocks crumbled, relying on nothing but its most instinctive cellular self-healing ability to slowly repair itself from 1%, until its incomparably massive body was restored to 100%.

Because it lacked sufficient roots to entwine and suck upon the Crystal Veins.

It could only passively absorb exceedingly faint ripples of Spiritual Energy.

The entire restoration process was agonizingly slow. Perhaps it would take tens of millions of years, or even longer.

But the "Mother" did not care.

As great as its appetite was, so too was its patience.

Since the stars would not go out for billions of years, time held little meaning to it.

Yet this long slumber and restoration had barely begun when it was forcibly interrupted again.

The "Mother" awoke once more.

And sensed violent earthquakes and Spiritual Energy fluctuations.

The space in every direction shook, compressed, merged, and exploded as though mountains were collapsing and the earth was splitting apart.

Countless rocks, subjected to both extreme heat and pressure, turned into overflowing magma that eroded the body the "Mother" had painstakingly repaired.

The "Mother" once again faced the threat of death.

It had no choice but to awaken early in an exceedingly frail "incomplete form."

Using the energy and resources originally meant to restore its body, it fashioned strands of hair-thin tentacles to probe the movements around it.

The "Mother" caught the scent of the Primordial Civilization.

Certain sophisticated devices left behind by the Primordial Civilization began rumbling again after lying silent for hundreds of millions of years, absorbing the spiritual aura around them, resonating with the world's magnetic field, and affecting a vast area spanning a thousand miles.

The "Mother's"