Youxuan Peak, in the Present World.
Chu Mo sat upright in the great hall, his eyes half closed, countless thoughts running through his mind.
The Immortal Garden has already begun leaning toward Xuanming. There's some danger in that, so I have to move quickly. As for the exposure of that other Root Origin, it looks like a trap no matter how I look at it...
It's not as though I need to step into the arena myself.
Chu Mo smiled faintly. The All Beings Aspect quietly began to circulate, and he soon found the portion belonging to the Lesser Origin Realm among the tangled mass of karmic threads.
He had once taken essence of Mother Qi from this realm to refine a mystic embryo, forming ties with its natives. Their karmic entanglement was far from shallow.
"You'll do."
Among the many karmic threads of the Origin Race, Chu Mo chose the clearest one, then directly seized its fate and refined an other self.
Yuanyang City, Lesser Origin Realm.
Yuan Hao sat alone atop a high tower.
"Heavenly Demons... where do they come from?" The night wind rustled, sending the white vapor of his body drifting. This grand elder's cultivation had already reached the peak of the second tier, placing him among the strongest in the Lesser Origin Realm, yet he remained powerless to answer that question.
Recalling the scenes of each Heavenly Demon invasion, Yuan Hao sighed. Just then, however, his expression abruptly froze, before his eyes shifted slightly and a look of realization appeared.
"He's actually still alive."
The corners of "Yuan Hao's" mouth rose slightly, but his smile differed somewhat from before, as though someone else had replaced him inside. "This grand elder certainly has a knack for staying alive."
Chu Mo looked down at his current body.