"Fourth seed?!"
Those words were like ancient mystic ice piercing deep into Chu Tian's soul, violently shaking his Dao heart, which had been as unyielding as stone.
"Hehehe..." The Tribulation Lord's grand yet mocking voice echoed through the Epoch Outer Sea, as though it were savoring the struggles of prey before death. "Why did you think the Lord of Primordial Chaos was able to contend with me back then? He merely intercepted a wisp of the 'Source of Creation' within my body, forcibly twisted it, and refined it into the so-called 'Hongmeng Origin'!"
"Creation and Destruction have always been two sides of the same coin. The more completely you cultivate this Hongmeng Heavenly Path, the more suitable your flesh and soul become as the finest divine vessel for my descent upon the Myriad Worlds! By scattering your Dao seeds, you merely planted this seed within the bodies of all living beings in the Myriad Worlds for me!"
As the Tribulation Lord's words fell, the mutation within Chu Tian's body erupted with a bang!
"Argh—!"
Chu Tian clutched his head in agony and let out a miserable scream. Deep within his dantian, the Primordial Chaos Furnace that had once suppressed all laws had completely lost control!
The violet-gold flames instantly turned into nauseating black demonic fire. Within the vast, boundless Primordial Great Thousand World inside him, countless enormous cracks of black mist tore open across the heavens. Mountains collapsed, and rivers flowed backward.
Even more terrifyingly, the Hongmeng Dao Seeds Chu Tian had just dispersed into the bodies of countless cultivators across the Myriad Worlds were now subjected to some irresistible reverse pull. They transformed into billions of black streaks of light, pierced through the severed world barriers, and crazily surged back into Chu Tian's body like a hundred rivers returning