"You've misunderstood."
The Formless Demon Spider cried out hoarsely, desperate to salvage the situation. He tried to say more, but his voice was swiftly drowned out by that terrifying power.
At a thought from Jiang Yun, the Dark Source World erupted with a surging force, like a miniature universe exploding into being.
The Formless Demon Spider's body shattered like fragile foam beneath the impact. His Primordial Spirit fared no better, bursting into countless fragments that turned to dust and scattered through the dark expanse.
Even the broken remains he left behind stayed forever in the Dark Source World, becoming part of it.
Jiang Yun's gaze was cold and resolute. Once he had made up his mind, he had no regrets.
He then wielded supreme powers to erase every trace of the Formless Demon Spider and his Dao laws from the world outside.
Had the Formless Demon Spider still been conscious, he would surely have writhed in endless regret, crying from the depths of his heart—I should never have bragged.
In truth, having one's name inscribed in the Ancestral Land and thereby gaining the right to revive without limit was a privilege reserved for beings at the Immortal Emperor at the End of the Path level, or for a tiny handful of the foremost figures in the Four Source Lands.
An Immortal King like the Formless Demon Spider, who was still struggling to gain entry to an Origin Land, was as far from that level as heaven from earth. How could he possibly absorb Primordial Matter, inscribe himself in the Ancestral Land, and earn the Plateau's gift of endless resurrection?
That supposed endless resurrection was nothing more than a beautiful, impossible dream he had spun in desperation to trick Jiang Yun into sparing him.
He had also wanted Jiang Yun to