God of Creation

Yuan Luo suddenly shuddered and abruptly sat up.

He stared blankly at the four types, a chill rising in his heart.

A Nine-Colored Halo appeared on his forehead, and his entire body was bathed in nine-colored radiance.

"Nine Trials of Creation!"

A distant voice rang out. From that moment on, the entire hall began to tremble.

Light flooded the entire space, and the earth shook as though an Earth Dragon Turnover were taking place.

Countless Soul Beasts fled in panic.

In the deepest reaches of the Far North stood a small palace.

Inside the palace, a stunning woman sat upon a Snow Throne. Her white robes were purer than snow, and her white hair cascaded around her. She could only be admired from afar, never approached with disrespect.

Beside her stood a Green-Clad Woman, who looked like a Little Loli with twin ponytails.

"Big Sister, is that thing coming out?"

Feeling the tremors beneath them and the pressure from above, the Little Loli asked anxiously.

The White-Clad Woman lightly nodded, her expression utterly unchanged.

"It is fine. He will not threaten the Far North. Otherwise, he could have destroyed this place hundreds of thousands of years ago."

Meanwhile, Yuan Luo saw an unbelievable sight in the distance.

This space was actually enormous—at least as large as a super-sized city.

If Yuan Luo remembered correctly, he seemed to have fallen underground. How could there possibly be such a vast space beneath the ground?

Could this be beneath the Ice Layer?

If someone drained all the water below, it really might leave behind a space this large.

But who could possibly accomplish that?

Even a Limit Douluo would likely be powerless before such a feat.

At that moment, the ground trembled once more, and a gigantic ball of light appeared in the distance.

The sphere was at least a thousand meters long—and there were two of them.

The two spheres slowly rose, their radiance occasionally fading.

"Fuck!"

But in the next instant, Yuan Luo could no longer stay calm.

His legs went weak beyond his control, and he collapsed onto the ground.

This was actually an animal!

Its eyes alone were over a thousand meters long. To Yuan Luo, this creature was like Mount Everest—terrifying beyond measure and utterly impossible to resist.

"Young Master!"

The Giant Beast glanced at Yuan Luo, then dropped to one knee and saluted him.

"Ah?" Yuan Luo was dumbfounded and nearly fainted from fright.

"Senior, are you calling me?"

Yuan Luo asked weakly. Since it could speak, it was at least a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast—but what Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast could possibly be this huge?

"Yes, Young Master. You have accepted my master's inheritance, so you are my Young Master!"

The Giant Beast nodded its massive head, its face filled with respect.

"No, I don't understand. What inheritance from your master?"

Yuan Luo's expression stiffened. What the hell was going on?

Still, it seemed this colossal creature did not intend to kill him. Otherwise, he would not even be enough for it to blow away with a single breath. The system was so busy loafing around it might be too lazy to save him.

"Young Master does not know?"

The Giant Beast tilted its head in confusion before continuing.

"My master is the God of Creation, condensed from the primordial Primordial Qi of heaven and earth. When my master was born, excess qi flowed from his body and formed me."

"My master created the entire universe—planets, time and space, continents, as well as humans and Soul Beasts."

"Hundreds of thousands, millions, or perhaps tens of millions of years ago, my master encountered a Little Dragon and raised him. This Little Dragon did not disappoint my master. He created the God Realm and the continents, becoming known as the Dragon God."

"After that came the great war in the God Realm. The entire space descended into chaos, with space storms and Space Fissures appearing without end. My master did not wish to see the universe in such a state, so he sacrificed himself."

"With my master's strength, he could have resolved everything with a wave of his hand. But he had existed for too long and had lost all interest in this world. Thus, he transformed into the purest energy in the world, nourishing and strengthening it."

"This place was created by my master and me together, and it holds immense commemorative value. Hundreds of thousands of years ago, I came here to await the arrival of a Fated Person."

"My master's inheritance was scattered across many places, yet no one was able to accept it. My master himself was a convergence of heaven-and-earth energy, and no one could fully receive his inheritance. Only a person or Soul Beast with all attributes could endure it."

"Several tens of thousands of years ago, a Soul Beast possessing five attributes attempted to forcibly accept my master's inheritance. Unable to withstand it, it destroyed four of its attributes, causing its strength to plummet."

"Since you possess my master's aura, you must have received his inheritance. I hope the Young Master can fully inherit my master's legacy. This old servant shall assist the Young Master."

After hearing the Giant Beast's words, enormous waves surged through Yuan Luo's heart. He had never imagined the truth would be like this.

That meant the Nine Trials of Creation he had heard before were real too!

His luck was off the charts. He could probably go buy a lottery ticket.

Yuan Luo swallowed and cautiously asked, "Then... do I need to complete a trial every few years?"

The Giant Beast shook its head.

"Young Master only needs to complete all the trials within twenty years. If you fail, your body will explode and you will die. After all, my master's inheritance is not something an ordinary person can bear."

Yuan Luo swallowed again. I just want to loaf around. Why do I have to deal with all this life-and-death nonsense?

"Senior, what should I call you?"

"Young Master flatters this old servant. Young Master may simply call this old servant Meng. This old servant was created from Primordial Qi."

"Uncle Meng, can you tell me more? I don't know anything. I'm just an idiot!"

After an unknown amount of time, Yuan Luo held his head. The amount of information was simply overwhelming. Still, there was one key point: he had already received a godly inheritance. That was truly helpless. He was only a Soul Elder—trying to complete these missions would be suicide.

"Uncle Meng, then how do I accept the trials?"

After resting for a while, Yuan Luo decided to first check the trial's contents. The first trial should be fairly simple, right?

"Young Master need only recite it silently in your heart!"

Uncle Meng's body gradually shrank until he became an old man who appeared to be around sixty. Yet his bearing was nothing like that of an ordinary elder; he was like an emperor.

I want to see the contents of the first trial!

Yuan Luo silently recited in his heart, and the Nine-Colored Halo above his head flashed.

First Trial of Creation Vision: Before the inheritor reaches the rank of Soul Ancestor, kill a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.
Time limit: Before reaching Soul Ancestor.

A Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast?

Since there was no additional instruction, there should not be any special requirements.

Then this was fairly simple. With Yuan Luo's current strength, he could kill an ordinary Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

Although there was an enormous gap between Thousand-Year and Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts, he still had a chance. At worst, he could wait until he was rank thirty-nine before killing one.

"Uncle Meng, can I leave now?"

Yuan Luo looked at Uncle Meng. He had been here for a long time, and there were only the two of them—well, one of them was not even human.

It was boring and stifling.

"Naturally, Young Master may leave. However, this old servant cannot leave. This old servant guards my master, and there are still three years remaining. In three years, this old servant shall emerge and assist Young Master."

"Then, Uncle Meng, roughly how strong are you?"

This was what Yuan Luo most wanted to ask. With such a massive body, Uncle Meng was at least a Super Douluo, right? If he were even stronger, they could directly rule the continent.

"In reply to Young Master, this old servant is suppressed on this continent and is equivalent to a nine-hundred-and-ninety-thousand-year Soul Beast. Young Master may rest assured: with this old servant here, Young Master will not suffer even the slightest injury. However, this old servant will only protect Young Master's safety. Young Master must brave everything else on your own."

"Oh!"

Yuan Luo was somewhat disappointed. It seemed his idea would not work after all. Still, this was good too. It would only be interesting if he went out and explored on his own.

Not long afterward, Yuan Luo's figure appeared atop an iceberg.

It was time to leave.