"Can you take control of the nova source if you go in?" Tianming asked. He remembered Ji Ji turning nova sources an eye-catching pink after entering various fusion formations. At least if it could get in.
"Heh!" Ji Ji crossed its arms, wearing a smug expression.
From its smirk, Tianming knew it had a chance. "Let me ask you another question: does Sixth know you well?" Tianming asked.
"It knows squat. Brother Chicken and the others were born earlier, so it might’ve been spying on them and knows them well. But I came into this world after it, so it’s never spied on me." Ji Ji shrugged.
"What about the memories of the Primordial Chaos Beasts?" Tianming asked.
"In my memories, there's only that fat girl, Xian Xian. Just a few images," Ji Ji replied.
"Damn you little spirit brat! Who are you calling a fat girl?!" Xian Xian’s fury ignited.
"You, fat girl!"
"You spirit brat!"
The two spiritual bodies immediately started fighting in Tianming’s lifebound space. They really were enemies!
Tianming carefully thought about it. Yin Chen and Sixth were rivals as well.
"Annoyingly disgusting!" That was Yin Chen’s opinion of Sixth.
"Logically, Sixth probably doesn’t have any past life memories either. But it’s quite clever and very good at guessing," Tianming said.
"Are you implying that we aren’t?" Ying Huo immediately got angry, putting its wings on its hips.
"Look at yourself. Do you seem clever?"
There was no good way for Ying Huo to respond to that.
Tianming glanced at Moran. He felt like they still had some cards to play. He took her hand and said, "Let’s go!"
Moran glanced at her hand being tightly held, momentarily stunned.
"You smell of women," she suddenly said.
"Oh, I just visited the Source Progenitor’s spring. Its fragrance is intense," Tianming awkwardly replied.
"No... it’s that kind of...." Moran bit her red lips and gave him a strange look.
Tianming understood what she meant. When emotions ran deep, it was inevitable! He awkwardly cleared his throat. "Are you jealous?" he teased, raising an eyebrow.
"Of course not." Moran turned her head away, refusing to look at him.
"Then let’s go!"
***
They arrived at Antiquitas Mortis in the Xenoabyss. As the light from the stareye gradually faded, Tianming immediately felt like the atmosphere in Antiquitas Mortis was different from before. Everything felt dead, eerie, and horrifying.
Moran had just arrived. She quickly became nervous and clung to his hand. Her face had gone pale. There was no helping it—she still had 49 sisters with her whose souls were inplete. To them, the new, terrifying world was utterly unsafe.
As they stepped out of the stareye, Tianming looked around. "This is...." He frowned. Antiquitas Mortis had changed.
The world was now shrouded in white mist, and Tianming seemed to be standing atop clouds with a chilling wind blowing around him. The endless mist that made the buildings of Antiquitas Mortis blurry and indistinct was unnerving. The howling winds added to the eerie ambiance of the entire world.
That was only the first change. There was still another.
He sharply looked up. The previously purple and menacing eye of heaven had turned deathly white. It looked like the eye of a corpse, its sclera pale and lifeless. It drifted like ghostly fire in the sky, spewing a white mist.
Clearly, the changes in the environment were closely related to the transformed eye of heaven.
Then came the third change!
Tianming had barely taken a few steps forward when his pupils shrank.
Tens of thousands of giants, all citizens of Antiquitas Mortis, appeared ahead of him. Some were antiquitean imperials and and others were from various races. They stood in neat rows, their backs facing Tianming amidst the swirling mist. And all at once, they turned their heads. Tens of thousands of pale eyes fixed on Tianming as they let out eerie laughter.
"Primordial Chaos Beast beastmaster, you’ve arrived!" Tens of thousands of mouths spoke in perfect unison, the sheer number of voices making the words echo in Tianming's ears for a long time.
"You arrived fast. It seems you really care about this woman. Women really are your weakness. A lowly creature like you can’t escape the reproductive impulses in your bloodline, allowing your body to control your soul," the tens of thousands of figures mockingly chuckled.
It was utterly bizarre and disturbing to see tens of thousands of Xenoabyss natives wearing disdainful, eerie expressions while simultaneously speaking the same words. None of their expressions were blank; they were all incredibly vivid.
"Uncle Yong?" Amidst the crowd, Tianming spotted a purple minotaur sneering in synchronization with the rest. Zi Zhen had even planted her hexapath eyes on Chen Tianyong!
It proved how extraordinary Sixth was in the aspect of souls. Tianming had now witnessed the methods of a Primordial Chaos Beast firsthand.
He had no idea how to save Chen Tianyong; perhaps capturing Sixth was the only way.
Since Tianming had e, he would directly educate the brat and resolve the issue.
Without dealing with it, the three remaining eggs can’t hatch! The three unhatched little ones were anxious, but one was still running wild outside!
Tianming took a deep breath. "Sixth!"
As soon as he spoke, the tens of thousands of figures grew furious. "Don’t call me that! You aren’t worthy! Let me tell you again: I’m not one of your pets!"
"What, anxious? Scared?" Tianming loudly laughed and continued, "Fine! I’m here! Let these innocent people go. These are family matters! Face me yourself, I’m ready anytime!"
"Family matters? Hah! Who do you think you are? Don’t worry, I’ve prepared plenty of weling surprises for you. I won’t stop until I’ve played you to death. What’s the fun otherwise?" the tens of thousands of figures sneered, then simultaneously made way for Tianming, creating a passage.
"e on!" they said.
"Fine! Think I’m scared of a brat like you?" Tianming pulled Moran along and strode forward, passing between the towering walls of giants on both sides of the street, heading deeper into the mist.
"Hehehe...." The surrounding giants sinisterly chuckled, their movements and expressions perfectly synchronized, making the scene even more chilling.
As they moved forward, everything seemed to return to normal. The streets bustled with people.
But every person Tianming looked at would lower their head, glare at him, and say, "What’re you staring at? Keep walking! Your gift is waiting ahead!"
"Hurry up!" said another.
Tianming felt like he was about to lose his mind. What was this nonsense? Had the entire Antiquitas Mortis bee Sixth’s soul empire?
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