Perhaps One Day, the Powers of Destruction and Life Could Truly Merge

God Realm, Life Palace.

Soft green light flowed slowly through the palace like water.

The air was saturated with rich life energy, as though every breath could extend one's lifespan by years.

At the center of the palace, a massive water mirror floated in midair, clearly reflecting everything happening in the lower realm.

Life Goddess and Destruction God stood side by side before the water mirror, their gazes fixed on the blue figure fleeing into the distance.

Only after the three figures vanished into thin air did the two God Kings finally let out a sigh of relief.

Destruction God withdrew his gaze and turned to the breathtaking woman beside him, dressed in an emerald-green gown. His tone carried both admiration and curiosity. "Xiaolu, can you tell what the origin of that child's martial soul is?"

Life Goddess gently shook her head, her smooth green hair swaying lightly with the motion. "I can't. I've never seen it before, nor have I ever heard of such a martial soul appearing in the lower realm."

She paused, her gaze returning to the water mirror, which had already calmed. A thoughtful glint flashed through her eyes. "Although I don't know the exact origin of this martial soul, I can clearly sense that the tower contains an immensely powerful, pure, and ancient force. What shocks me most is that the tower can bear both my inheritance power and yours at the same time, without showing the slightest hint of rejection."

Although divine inheritances did not require mortals to possess a particular elemental affinity,

Li Changqing was still the first person capable of inheriting both the powers of Life and Destruction.

The two of them had long intended to pass down their divine positions.

It was only because they could find neither someone suitable for the divine position of Life nor someone suitable for the divine position of Destruction that they had kept them until now.

In other words, only those chosen by both of them would receive the inheritances of Life and Destruction.

That candidate could be one person, like Li Changqing.

Or it could be two people—one suited to the divine position of Life, and the other to the divine position of Destruction.

Upon hearing this, Destruction God was stunned at first. Then his pupils contracted slightly, as if he had realized something. An incredulous delight entered his voice. "You mean... one day, these two completely opposing powers, Life and Destruction, could truly merge through him?"

Life Goddess turned to look at him, a gentle and expectant smile appearing on her lips. "That is possible, and the possibility is very great. I'm truly curious what kind of sight it will be when the powers of Life and Destruction truly merge."

Destruction God fell silent for a moment before slowly nodding. Expectation gleamed in his eyes as well.

Life and Destruction—one created, the other ended. Their attributes were utterly opposed, and since ancient times, they had existed in opposition to one another.

Under normal circumstances, these two powers could never merge.

But now, this impossibility seemed to have found a sliver of hope.

If it truly succeeded, it would create an unprecedented miracle.

Meanwhile, in the lower realm.

Within the Sun Moon Empire, deep in a desolate, uninhabited mountain forest.

Space suddenly twisted, and visible ripples spread through the air.

Immediately afterward, a black-and-white taiji diagram appeared out of thin air.

After slowly spinning a few times, three figures tumbled out of the distorted space and rolled awkwardly onto a thick layer of fallen leaves.

Ye Guyi and Jiang Nannan rolled across the ground several times before sitting up, dizzy and disoriented.

They shook their heads a few times before barely regaining some clarity.

The two looked around and found themselves surrounded by dense trees and waist-high weeds.

The air was filled with the scent of soil and plants. They had clearly already left the previous battlefield far behind.

Jiang Nannan rubbed her temples and asked blankly, "Sister Guyi, where are we?"

Ye Guyi shook her head as well, her face full of confusion. "I don't know. I haven't been to the Sun Moon Empire much before, so I'm unfamiliar with the terrain here. It's just..."

Halfway through speaking, she suddenly seemed to remember something. Her expression changed sharply, and she hurriedly searched the surroundings with her eyes.

Very quickly, she spotted that familiar figure in a patch of grass not far away.

Li Changqing was lying facedown there, completely motionless, as though he had lost consciousness.

"Changqing!" Ye Guyi cried out. She hurriedly scrambled to her feet and stumbled toward him.

Jiang Nannan followed close behind. The two crouched down beside Li Changqing, one on each side.

Jiang Nannan carefully turned him over and rested his head against her soft thighs, keeping him in a relatively comfortable position.

Looking at the boy in her arms, his eyes shut tight, his face pale, and blood still lingering at the corner of his mouth, Jiang Nannan's eyes instantly reddened. Her voice trembled with tears and panic. "Sister Guyi... what do we do? Changqing, he... he'll be alright, won't he?"

She was only in her teens, and she had recently suffered the pain of losing her mother. Now, she had also faced pursuit by a Titled Douluo.

Exhausted in both body and mind, seeing Li Changqing unconscious threw her into complete panic. She could only place all her hopes on Ye Guyi.

Although Ye Guyi was only a year or two older than her, she had followed her mother across the continent hunting evil soul masters for years and had weathered many storms. Her temperament and ability to respond to crises were far steadier than Jiang Nannan's.

She took a deep breath and forced herself to calm down.

Then she checked Li Changqing's breathing and felt his pulse.

After examining him for a moment, she relaxed slightly. "He's still breathing. His pulse is weak, but it's fairly stable... He should have fallen unconscious from overexerting his soul power and suffering wounds that are too severe."

She raised her head, surveyed their surroundings, and made a decision. "Let's find somewhere safe to settle down first. We'll talk once he wakes up."

Jiang Nannan nodded without the slightest hesitation at Ye Guyi's suggestion. She knew full well that not only Li Changqing, but the two of them also needed proper rest. Otherwise, let alone encountering another evil soul master at the level of a Titled Douluo, even a Soul King might be able to take the lives of the two sisters.

Thus, Ye Guyi carried the unconscious Li Changqing on her back, and the three continued down the road of escape.

Half a month later.

Three travel-worn figures finally appeared before the towering gates of Shrek City.

The moment they saw those familiar gates, Ye Guyi and Jiang Nannan almost simultaneously let out sighs of relief. Their legs went weak, and they nearly collapsed to the ground on the spot.

Over the past half month, they had traveled day and night, never daring to remain anywhere for too long, terrified that the Holy Spirit Cult would catch up to them.

Only now that they had returned to the territory of Shrek City had they truly escaped danger.

Li Changqing's injuries had recovered considerably over the past half month. Though his face was still somewhat pale, he was already able to walk on his own.