Zhou Xuan did not let go. Instead, he stepped forward, passing Old Ancestor Cangwu to face the frenzied Seed head-on.
The black-gold dao fruit within him slowly revolved.
Zhou Xuan clearly sensed the state of the energy inside the Seed.
There was no hostility.
No thought of rebellion.
Only an excruciating sense of bloating pain.
Zhou Xuan let out a cold laugh.
"It isn't rebelling."
"It's stuffed itself too full."
Those words left Old Ancestor Cangwu and Ji Chen rooted to the spot.
Stuffed itself too full?
Ji Chen clutched the Compass, his face filled with disbelief.
"Token Master, this is the World Seed, an existence capable of devouring the origin source of heaven and earth. How could it eat too much?"
Zhou Xuan released his grip on the sword hilt and pointed at the phantasmal vines thrashing wildly ahead.
"Recently, those people in the Central Province mined far too aggressively to compete for places on the contribution rankings."
"The Purifier ran day and night, producing mountains of top-grade crystal stones."
"And I channeled all the purest origin source extracted in the process into this Seed through the earth veins."
Zhou Xuan watched the green shadows of light darting in every direction.
"Did you really think this thing was a bottomless pit that could absorb however much you poured into it?"
Old Ancestor Cangwu put away his sword, his brows tightly furrowed.
"Isn't it?"
"Of course not."
Zhou Xuan turned to look at the two of them.
"Everything between heaven and earth depends on balance."
"For the World Seed to nurture a new world, it must maintain an absolute balance between creation and destruction."
"The Immortal Court placed it here back then so it could absorb the Central Province's turbid qi, using the power of destruction to neutralize the power