Secret realm core, a land of chaotic nothingness.
When Qin Mo's declaration of will resounded through the Myriad Beast Starry Sky, when the radiant wills of all soul beasts willingly gathered like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, circling and submitting to the phantom of the Nine-Story Demon Pagoda, quantitative change gave rise to qualitative change.
"Boom—!"
An indescribably majestic will was drawn forth from the depths of endless void. This will was ancient and vast, carrying life's primal savagery, resilience, and reverence for nature. It did not come from any specific being, but was the aggregate of the very concept of "myriad beasts" within the universe—the manifestation of the path of living beings at the level of laws.
This vast will surged into Qin Mo's Sea of Consciousness like a breached galactic river, producing the most intense resonance with the Myriad Beast Will Community he had just completed.
Qin Mo's body trembled violently atop the chaotic meditation cushion. Beneath his skin, it was as though billions of miniature soul beasts were racing and roaring. His bones erupted with thunderous cracks like Dragon Roars and Tiger Roars, while the sound of his blood flowing became the roar of rivers. His body was being completely transformed and remolded by this most fundamental Power of Life.
Within his Sea of Consciousness, the sight was even more spectacular.
His once boundless spiritual world now seemed to have become an ancient Primordial Great Land. The sky was dark red, as if steeped in the blood and fire of countless ages. Across the land, the phantoms of innumerable soul beasts shifted from blurry to clear, from illusory to solid. They were no longer mere starlike points of light, but forms with near-physical substance.
The Man Faced Demon Spider waved its spider legs gleaming with