The Theory of World Creation

The silvery light of Dragon God Lake softened by seven-tenths after nightfall. The silvery-blue light shining up from the depths of the lake turned the entire surface into a cool, silvery mirror.

Gu Yuena did not leave immediately. She sat down on a natural silver-patterned stone on the east side of the lake, her long silver-white dress spread out on the stone surface, the dragon scale patterns on the hem flickering in the night.

She raised her hand, gesturing for Nan Feng to sit opposite her.

Nan Feng sat cross-legged on the other side of the stone surface. The tower body floated in front of his chest, and the silvery-white Purification light of the eighth floor swirled, reflecting the silvery-blue light of Dragon God Lake.

He sensed that Gu Yuena's silver dragon Soul Power had become more solidified under the nourishment of the Dragon God's residual power at the bottom of the lake. The drop of silver dragon essence blood that had just been flicked into the tower had completely merged into the crack on the eighth floor.

The silvery-white light of Purification now had an added layer of silver undertones, resembling Dragon God god runes.

"I have lived for hundreds of thousands of years," Gu Yuena said, her silver eyes gazing into the depths of the lake.

"I've seen countless human Soul Master. Some rely on talent, some on bloodline, some on luck, and some on stolen theories. Some become gods, some perish, and some are stuck on the threshold of Demigod for hundreds of years. You are the most special one."

Nan Feng did not interrupt her.

Gu Yuena's silver eyes moved from the lake surface to his face.

"You possess the aura of the ancient Primordial World. Older than this world, older than the Divine Realm. Earth is the largest fragment after the Primordial World shattered, and your soul carries the hope of the entire Primordial World."

Nan Feng sensed the Primordial World Imprint deep within his soul heating up.

Those are the marks from Earth.

In modern times, he was stabbed through the heart by a robber, his blood splattering on the tower, and his soul was pulled into the tower. After time travel, that ancient mark has been lurking in the deepest part of his soul.

"The path you cultivate is the only one I've ever seen that could potentially surpass the God King." Gu Yuena's voice wasn't loud, but it was exceptionally clear in the night.

"The God King's power comes from the Divine Realm, the Divine Realm's power comes from the Abyss, and the Abyss's essence is devouring. Therefore, the God King, though seemingly supreme, is actually forever trapped in a cycle of devouring and being devoured, unable to escape. Your Primordial World Power comes from the origin of all realms; it is not within that cycle."

The Nan Feng spun the tower around once. The nine-story bronze pagoda turned in the night.

The silvery-white Purification light of the eighth layer intertwines with the silvery-blue Samsara light of the seventh layer, while the black Return to the Void of the sixth layer lie dormant at the edge of the halo.

He sensed that every word Gu Yuena spoke resonated on the patterns on the surface of the tower.

Especially the Purification white light of the eighth level. It brightened a bit the instant the words "Beyond God King" were uttered.

"What happened after the God King?" Nan Feng asked.

Gu Yuena's silver eyes narrowed slightly.

She remained silent for a long time. The silvery light on the lake surged three times within her silence.

Then she smiled. The smile was faint, but the emotions in her silver eyes were even more intense than before.

"You asked a question that even the God King dared not ask."

Gu Yuena's voice was three degrees softer than before, each word sounding as if it had been retrieved from the depths of memories spanning hundreds of thousands of years.

"The God King dared not ask. For knowing the answer would make them realize how insignificant their own position was. After surpassing the God King..."

She paused for a moment.

"It is World Creation."

Nan Feng felt the Primordial World Imprint in his soul tremble violently when the words "World Creation" were uttered.

The tremor was different from the energy shock when absorbing Soul Ring, and also different from the stress response when confronting Bibi Dong. It was deeper, like something dormant at the deepest level of the soul being awakened.

"The origin of the Primordial World is a core fragment." Gu Yuena's silver eyes looked at the tower in Nan Feng's palm.

"The ninth level of your tower possesses the power of ' World Creation,' and the top of the tower condenses the Nine Heavens Treasure Pearl, which can absorb Spiritual Power and transform it into the Three Lights Divine Water. You have never fully grasped the true meaning of these abilities."

The Nan Feng swept the tower into its palm.

The door to the ninth level opened a crack when the eighth ring was absorbed earlier. What lies deep within the door has been dormant ever since.

That kind of slumber is not a seal, but a wait.

"World Creation is not about rebuilding a world." Gu Yuena looked at him with her silver eyes.

"World Creation is the emergence of new laws from the origin. When the Primordial World shattered, its fragments of laws scattered across the myriad realms, suppressed by the Divine Realm, swallowed by the Abyss, and assimilated by the rules of various planes."

"Your tower is formed from fragments of the Primordial World core. It can reassemble those scattered fragments of laws, weaving the shattered Primordial World laws back into a new order."

Nan Feng tightened the red hair around her left wrist.

In the Tower Spirit Space, Zi JI's dragon scale light cluster and Gu Yuena's Silver Dragon Scale hung side by side, one purple and one silver, reflected in the cyan-gold immortal light.

He sensed a slight fluctuation in the liquid Immortal Power within his dantian as the words "new order" were uttered. It was very subtle, like a deeper power responding to the words.

"Your Soul Power is now at Level 97. The eighth floor of the tower has been completely opened, and the Primordial World Power has perfectly merged with the tower's soul." Gu Yuena's silver eyes shifted from the tower to the direction of Jialing Pass.

"Bibi Dong is about to become a god. On the day she becomes a god, the Rakshasa God's divine position will be fully descended, and she will become a true God Level being. And you..."

"I don't have the ninth ring yet," Nan Feng said.

Gu Yuena nodded.

"The ninth ring requires Million-Year Soul Ring. There are no million-year-level Soul Beast on the Douluo Continent."

Nan Feng remained silent. He sensed that the door to the ninth floor of the tower trembled slightly at Gu Yuena's words.

The frequency of that tremor was perfectly in sync with the pulsation of the Dragon God's residual power at the Dragon God Lake.

But you have Silver Dragon Scale.

Gu Yuena's silver eyes locked onto his.

"There are silver dragon runes on the door to the ninth floor of your tower. The silver dragon essence I spewed into the tower not only repaired the crack on the eighth floor, but also activated the Dragon God Imprint on the door to the ninth floor. When you find the Million-Year Soul Ring, those Dragon God Imprint can help you open the ninth floor."

Nan Feng levitated the tower in front of his chest. He sensed the silver dragon runes on the ninth-floor door lighting up within Gu Yuena's silver dragon Soul Power.

The shapes of those runes were exactly the same as the Dragon God runes on the silver light gate at the Dragon God Lake.

"The gate to the Abyssal Outer Domain is at the Dragon God Lake." Gu Yuena stood up, her silver-white dress billowing in the lake breeze.

"This is the gate your ancestor guarded. His tower cracked here five times, the last time failing to hold. With his last strength, he sent the fragments back to the Blacksmith Village, awaiting the next successor. And now you have arrived."

Nan Feng stood up. The tower hovered in front of him, and the silvery-white Purification light of the eighth floor swirled around.

"Focus on cultivating your Immortal Dao."

Gu Yuena turned and walked towards the east side of the lake, her silver hair spreading out in the lake breeze.

"I'll wait until you've mastered all 108 supernatural powers, until you've found the ninth ring, until you've pushed open the ninth level of the tower—come find me by Dragon God Lake. I've waited here for hundreds of thousands of years; a few more years won't make a difference."

After taking seven steps, her figure transformed into a streak of silver light, disappearing into the depths of the Star Dou Great Forest. The silver light left a hundred-foot-long silver archway in the night, illuminating the entire Dragon God Lake.

After the arched bridge disintegrated, the lake surface was once again enveloped in a silvery-blue glow.

Nan Feng stood on the silver-patterned stone, the tower suspended in front of his chest. He sensed that Gu Yuena's silver dragon Soul Power was dissipating in the distance, and the remnant power of the Dragon God at the bottom of the lake became active after the silver light left.

The residual energy pulsed deep within the lake, resonating with the silver dragon runes on the ninth-level door.

The Old Huai poked its head out from the sacred tree. On its face, where the remnant soul had solidified, its brows were furrowed.

"Gu Yuena is right. Your ancestor guarded the entrance to the Abyss by Dragon God Lake, and the tower shattered time and time again. When he finally sent you back to Blacksmith Village, only a core fragment remained of the tower."

That fragment is your current Martial Soul.

Nan Feng retracted the tower into his palm. He sensed that the door to the ninth floor trembled again in the resonance of the Dragon God's remaining power, and the silver dragon runes on the surface of the door flickered.

The red ribbon on her left wrist fluttered in the lake breeze. In the Tower Spirit Space, Zi JI's dragon scale orb and Gu Yuena's Silver Dragon Scale hung side by side, one purple and one silver.

"The ninth ring," Nan Feng said.

Old Huai nodded.

"Million-Year Soul Ring don't exist on the Douluo Continent. But Gu Yuena said the Silver Dragon Scale activated the Dragon God Imprint on the ninth level of the gate. You don't need to look for the ninth ring on the Douluo Continent. You can go deeper to look for it."

Nan Feng took the tower into his palm. He glanced at the Dragon God Lake, where the remnant power of the Dragon God was still pulsating beneath the silvery-blue surface.

Then he turned and walked towards Jialing Pass, activating the Nether Step: Shrinking Earth beneath his feet. Silver moonlight shone on him, and the red ribbon on his left wrist fluttered in the night wind.

This was said by Gu Yuena, the World Creation.

Nan Feng used the Shrinking the Ground to an Inch to traverse the Star Dou Great Forest and returned to Jialing Pass before dawn. The Soul Guidance Lamp on the city wall glowed faintly in the morning mist, and Tang San's Sea God Godhood shone brightly in the direction of the city wall.

Xiao Wu's Asura Jade Rabbit Soul Power lay dormant on the city wall, while Zhu Zhuqing's Nether Shadow flickered in the shadows.

Bibi Dong's Rakshasa Divine Power remained dormant in the direction of the Spirit Hall's camp. However, Nan Feng sensed with his Treasure-Appraising Spirit Light that the dark purple Soul Power fluctuation was more solid than before.

She's practically a god.

Nan Feng stood atop the city wall, the tower suspended in front of him. He sensed that the door to the ninth floor was clearer under the activation of the silver dragon runes, and what lay behind the door turned over in its slumber.

The red ribbon on his left wrist fluttered in the morning breeze. He looked up at the eastern horizon, where the first rays of dawn were rising.

After the World Creation God King, came the World Creation.