Lancelot understood perfectly well what the most important thing was in refining a world: suppressing the World Will. If he failed to suppress the World Will and rashly incorporated a world into his body, it would lead to extremely serious consequences, ranging from severe injury and near death to complete annihilation.
The Astral Realm, a super-vast world composed of countless planes and universes, vast Void, and three dimensions, is so Eternal that even Astral Realm, without suppressing its Astral Realm Will, cannot even take any real action, let alone incorporate it into their bodies. They would be driven to despair by the Astral Realm Will.
The Mother of the Stars, with her vast knowledge and experience, having traversed the Chaos and befriended many powerful beings from other realms, naturally understood this principle.
In this situation, if the Mother of the Stars truly wants to completely control and refine the Astral Realm Source, then the first thing she must do is subdue the Astral Realm Will.
Thinking about this, Lancelot seemed to have found the key thread that led to the turmoil in the entire Astral Realm.
The driving force behind all of this is the Mother of the Stars.
"What a grand gesture!!"
Even someone as bold as Lancelot gasped, feeling a chill run down his spine at the sight of the Mother of the Stars's aura and ruthlessness.
However, this is not surprising. Anyone who regards this great being, who has dominated the Astral Realm since the beginning of time, as a kind and cowardly person will surely be slapped in the face by reality.
In this world, kindness alone cannot stand.
"Should I really fight against such an existence...? That seems rather interesting." Lancelot slowly exhaled, his eyes gleaming, his fighting spirit surging. The thrill of challenging a strong opponent was unparalleled, and even if he ultimately perished, he would have no regrets.
"Lord of Endless? What are you thinking about?" came the voice of the Astral Spirit Kingdom Lord.
This brought Lancelot, who was in a daze, back to his senses.
"Nothing, I was just thinking about how to advance to the Eternity Realm," Lancelot said.
"That Fantasy Dimension..." the Astral Spirit Kingdom Lord asked anxiously.
"I'll deal with this after I ascend to Eternity," Lancelot said, his figure gradually fading and disappearing without a trace.
The Astral Spirit Kingdom Lord and Orosa watched Lancelot's disappearing figure, opened their mouths as if to say something, but in the end, they couldn't utter a word and could only sigh in despair.
What can they say?
Should the Lord of Endless be persuaded to abandon his attempt to break through to the Eternity Realm and instead join them in a desperate battle against the Nightmare Hydra?
Given their character, they would never say such a thing.
They certainly understood the irresistible allure of ascending to the Eternity realm for any living being.
It's not surprising that the Lord of Endless made this choice; in fact, it's quite reasonable.
"Very well, since the Lord of Endless is unable to spare the resources, let's first support the Fantasy Dimension. In any case, let's delay as much as possible and wait for the power of order to slowly recover. I firmly believe that order will eventually triumph over chaos," the Astral Spirit Kingdom Lord said firmly.
Before long, the entire Astral Spirit Kingdom and the Void Whale race began to mobilize and head towards the Fantasy Dimension.
Lancelot stood in the Void, looking at the somewhat tragic figures of the Astral Spirit Kingdom and the Void Whale race, and sighed.
"No need to sigh, this is their own choice," Gustavo said coldly from the side.
"Our immediate priority is to reach the Spirit Ruins. Compared to the overall survival of the Astral Realm, these things are nothing. Moreover, as long as we win in the future and completely control the origin of the Astral Realm, these dead can be resurrected, and we can start over from all the regrets," Gustavo said.
Lancelot nodded slightly. "That's the only way. Let's focus on the main issue first. Let's go!"
Finally, Lancelot glanced at a certain spot in the Void, reached out and opened a spatial passage, leading Gustavo inside.
Excitement flickered in Gustavo's eerie green spider eyes. He had a premonition that this would be the opportunity for him to truly step into the realm of Eternity.
On the other side, the projection left behind by the Mother of the Stars gazed at the slowly disappearing spatial passage, nodded slightly, and also vanished.
The Spirit Ruins are located in the Core Zone of the Chaos Sea, and are extremely far from the outermost cosmic domain of the Known Cosmic Sea. Its size is so enormous that it would leave any being who has seen it speechless with shock—it is not a relic, but a massive entity, as large as a continent, pieced together from the remnants of countless realms.
From the outside, Spirit Ruins resembles a giant heart that has been cut open.
Its outer shell is made up of countless fragments of boundary barriers. Some of these fragments are as clear as crystal, some are as black as ink as Abyss, some shimmer with starlight, and some are a deathly gray-white. They were forcibly fused together by the power of chaos to form an indestructible outer shell that is several light-years thick.
The outer shell is covered with cracks and holes, traces of the erosion by the power of chaos. From those cracks and holes, all kinds of light shine through—golden, silver-white, emerald green, deep purple, blood red—the flickering of Spirit Wisdom within the Spirit Ruins, the struggling remnants of countless realms, and the lamenting of laws that have been dead for countless epochs.
At the top of the Spirit Ruins, there is a huge rift.
The crack was extremely wide, with jagged edges, as if it had been torn apart from the outside by some terrifying force. It is said that it was a mark left by a supreme being who had reached the Third-Step Eternity countless eons ago when he tried to force his way into the Spirit Ruins. That being succeeded—He did indeed enter the Spirit Ruins. But He never came out again.
Now, that rift has become the only passage into the Spirit Ruins. Looking down from the rift, one can see the scene inside the Spirit Ruins —a strange space composed of countless remnants of realms, layered upon each other, like a labyrinth. Some of these remnants are as large as planets, while others are as small as dust. They float inside the Spirit Ruins, slowly propelled by an unseen force, as if drifting in an ever-flowing river.
And among those wreckages, countless points of light danced.
Those are Spirit Wisdom.
A realm—a Multi-Cosmic Sea —after its Destruction, nothing in it will completely disappear. Its laws will shatter into countless fragments, its matter will decompose into the most primordial particles, and its world will collapse into nothingness. But its wisdom—the wisdom of the countless beings that once lived within it, the wisdom of the laws that once operated for countless epochs, the wisdom that once formed the foundation of the entire world—will not perish.
They will coalesce into Spirit Wisdom.
Each Spirit Wisdom is a pure ray of wisdom, containing the remnants of a certain realm. Some Spirit Wisdom contain the understanding of laws—a realm's comprehension and control over a certain law; some Spirit Wisdom contain the understanding of matter—a realm's insight into and cognition of the essence of matter; some Spirit Wisdom contain the understanding of the world—a realm's experience and wisdom in constructing the world.
And those Spirit Wisdom are the most precious treasure of the Spirit Ruins.
The interior of the Spirit Ruins is a world that cannot be described in words.
That was not the "inside" in the conventional sense—there was no ground, no sky, no concept of up, down, left, or right. It was a boundless Void, in Void countless remnants of realms floated. Some of these remnants were as large as continents, while others were as small as dust. They were arranged in a seemingly chaotic but actually orderly manner, forming layer upon layer of structure.
If we compare the Spirit Ruins to an onion, then each layer of it is a "domain".
The outermost domain is called the "Domain of Fragments".
This is the most expansive area of Spirit Ruins, and also the area with the highest concentration of Spirit Wisdom. Countless fragments of realms float here, each fragment adorned with tens of thousands of Spirit Wisdom. The light of those Spirit Wisdom beings intertwines, illuminating the entire Domain of Fragments as if it were daytime.
The Spirit Wisdom within the Domain of Fragments is primarily based on the understanding of laws and matter, with relatively less emphasis on the understanding of the world. This is because when a realm Destruction, its material structure collapses first, followed by the operation of its laws, and finally its world imprint. Therefore, Spirit Wisdom based on the understanding of matter is the most common, followed by the understanding of laws, and the understanding of the world is the rarest.
Even the most common material Spirit Wisdom are extremely valuable treasures for any Supreme God- level being. This is because they represent a complete realm's understanding of the essence of matter—wisdom accumulated over countless eras, the crystallization of the efforts of countless geniuses.
One layer inwards is the "Domain of Laws".
The Spirit Wisdom here primarily focuses on the perception of laws. There are perceptions of each law—time, space, life, death, creation, Destruction, order, chaos... For every law that exists in the universe, you can find a corresponding Spirit Wisdom here.
The Spirit Wisdom within the Domain of Laws is purer and more powerful than that within the Domain of Fragments. This is because it originates from the core laws of the realm, representing the most fundamental operating rules of that realm. If a Supreme God has mastered the Law of Time could obtain a Spirit Wisdom to the Law of Time within the Domain of Laws, his strength might increase several times over in an instant.
One layer inwards is the "Domain of the Core".
This is the deepest part of the Spirit Ruins, and also the place where the world's Spirit Wisdom is most concentrated. That Spirit Wisdom contains the experience and wisdom of realm construction—how to create a stable multiverse, how to balance the operation of various laws, and how to make countless worlds thrive in the Chaos Sea.
These insights are invaluable to any being, because they are not about understanding a particular law, but about understanding the "world" itself—knowledge of how to create a universe from nothing.
And at the very center of the Domain of the Core, there is something.
That was a heart.
The heart of Spirit Ruins.
It is the core of the entire Spirit Ruins, the source of all Spirit Wisdom, and the last imprint left by that once-existing multiverse. It is the size of a star, completely transparent, with countless rays of light flowing inside—those are countless Spirit Wisdom pulsating, countless laws operating, and countless worlds breathing.
It is said that if one can devour this heart, one can gain all the wisdom of that realm—including its laws, its matter, its world, and everything about it.
But no one has ever done it.
Because around the heart, there is an insurmountable barrier. That is the last will of that realm before its Destruction —it will not allow anyone to desecrate its core, nor will it allow anyone to take away its last dignity.
Countless powerful individuals have tried, and countless powerful individuals have failed.
Their Spirit Wisdom now floats in every corner of the Spirit Ruins, becoming a part of the Spirit Ruins.
The Mother of the Stars also tried, but ultimately failed. Of course, with Her power, she might have been able to obtain the heart by brute force, but that would have caused the entire Spirit Ruins to collapse.
The Mother of the Stars, who had already advanced her Law System to the Eternity level, thought it wasn't worth it, so she gave up and simply sealed the entire Spirit Ruins away as one of the resources she controlled.
When Lancelot and Gustavo arrived at the Spirit Ruins, it was at the calmest moment in the Chaos Sea.
The Chaos Sea has no concept of "calm"—its very nature is chaos and disorder. But at certain rare moments, the energy surges of the Chaos Sea will temporarily subside, the Berserk eddies will become gentle, and the deadly radiation will weaken.
These moments are known as the "Breath of Chaos".
For any being seeking to explore the Chaos Ruins, the Breath of Chaos is the most precious opportunity. Only during these moments will the chaotic forces surrounding the ruins not pose a fatal threat to intruders.
Gustavo's eight eerie green spider eyes scanned the Spirit Ruins before him.
His size was insignificant in the Chaos Sea —the diameter of the Spirit Ruins, if placed on the scale of the multiverse, would be tens of thousands of light-years, while Gustavo's form was only tens of thousands of kilometers. But he didn't care. Because size has never been a measure of power.
The Law of Devouring is the true law.
He could sense the countless rays of Spirit Wisdom light within the Spirit Ruins, and feel the wisdom and power contained within those rays. Every inch of his body yearned for it, his Law of Devouring cheered, and his soul trembled.
What he needs is there.
There was something there that would allow him to cross the barrier of Eternity.
Lancelot stood to the side, waving his hand. Countless points of light swirled around him, condensing into a massive array that shot out a beam of light, tearing a crack in the surface of the Spirit Ruins.
Gustavo did not hesitate.
His eight sword-like feet exerted force simultaneously, and his body shot into the crack at the top of the Spirit Ruins like a black lightning bolt.
The Domain of Fragments.
The moment Gustavo entered the Spirit Ruins, he felt the overwhelming light of Spirit Wisdom emanating from it. Countless points of light danced around him, some as tiny as fireflies, others as dazzling as stars. Their light intertwined, illuminating the entire Domain of Fragments as if it were daytime.
Gustavo's eight spider eyes narrowed slightly.
He could sense the insights contained within those Spirit Wisdom —fragments of laws, the essence of matter, the imprint of the world. Each insight was precious, a crystallization of wisdom accumulated over countless eons.
But for him, that wasn't enough.
What he wants is not one or two Spirit Wisdom Spirit Wisdom, nor one or two thousand.
What he wanted was everything.
Gustavo opened his mouth.
That wasn't just an ordinary opening and closing; it was the ultimate operation of the Law of Devouring. The moment his mouth opened, it transformed into a Black Hole, a bottomless Black Hole capable of devouring everything. The Law of Devouring surged from his body, transforming into countless black tentacles that spread in all directions.
The moment those tentacles touched Spirit Wisdom, they swallowed her Spirit Wisdom and dragged her into Gustavo's body. One, ten, one hundred, ten thousand, one million— Spirit Wisdom, like stars drawn to Black Hole, fell into Gustavo's gaping maw.
The Spirit Wisdom of the Domain of Fragments are screaming.
Yes, screams. Although those Spirit Wisdom were pure lights of wisdom, they still retained the instincts left over from that realm—the instinct for survival. They could sense the threat posed by Gustavo's Law of Devouring, and they could feel the terrifying power that would engulf them all.
They started to run away.
Countless Spirit Wisdom simultaneously fled into the depths of the Domain of Fragments, like a school of fish startled. Their light traced countless paths in the Void, weaving together a chaotic yet beautiful scene.