Mr. Duan wiped the smile from his face.
"Oh?"
He lowered his head and looked at his hands.
Particles of light were eroding his slender hands.
His skin tightened, and his bones shortened.
The change spread throughout his entire body.
The wrinkles on his face smoothed out. In a few seconds, he transford from a middle-aged man into a youth.
Mr. Duan looked at his youthful hands, his smile deepening.
The regression did not stop!
From youth to teenager.
His figure shrank, and his black suit beca oversized, hanging loosely on his fra. His height dropped to 1.6 ters, and his face beca youthful.
"So that's how it is."
Mr. Duan, now a teenager, spoke with a crisp voice, his gaze remaining calm.
The teenage Mr. Duan laughed and even clapped his hands.
However, the reversal of the Origin continued to advance.
Teenager, child, toddler.
Until finally—
With a thud.
The oversized black suit collapsed onto the ground.
Inside the pile of clothing lay an infant with tender, pink skin.
He stared wide-eyed at the sky, his tiny hands gripping that thick silver cane.
A deafening sound of footsteps echoed across the green, prival adow.
An ancient behemoth, as massive as a mountain, slowly walked past Mr. Duan. The beast was covered in thick, colorful scales, and with every step it took, the earth of The First World trembled violently, kicking up a fierce gale.
And under the feet of this behemoth, Mr. Duan, having shed his oversized black suit and completely regressed into the form of an infant, was as tiny as an ant that could be crushed at any mont.
The wild wind blew against his tender cheeks, but in those clear eyes that should have belonged to an infant, there was not a trace of panic. He simply looked up quietly at the behemoth's belly, which blotted out the sky, his tiny hands still tightly gripping the silver cane that now looked like a pillar supporting the sky for his current size.
"Rustle..."
In the sea of flowers ahead, a flash of green Law light flickered.
Chun's stunningly beautiful figure slowly materialized in the Void Realm. She looked down from above at Mr. Duan, now an infant, her erald green eyes flashing with irrepressible ecstasy and malice.
"Why aren't you laughing anymore, Duan?"
A smug smile curled the corners of Chun's mouth. She floated down slowly, hovering less than three ters above Mr. Duan, her voice filled with triumphant satisfaction.
"Weren't you just acting so superior, saying my thods were nothing but petty tricks?"
She pointed at the infant on the ground wearing the ill-fitting, oversized clothes and couldn't help but laugh loudly: "Look at you now! You can't even stand steadily, and you can't even lift this cane. Now, in this The First World, wouldn't you say the tables have turned?"
Faced with Chun's hysterical mockery, despite Mr. Duan's child-like appearance—even his vocal cords had regressed to their initial state—his expression remained unusually calm.
He did not cry or make a fuss, nor did he show any fear that should belong to an infant.
On that tender, young face, there appeared a composure belonging to a weathered elder, which was completely out of place for his age.
"So that's how it is."
Mr. Duan's tender, crisp child-like voice rang out in the sea of flowers, carrying a rationality that seed to see through everything.
He struggled to support himself on the ground with his tiny, pink hands and slowly stood up. The oversized black suit dragged on the ground like a giant blanket, but he didn't care in the slightest, even using his small hands to pat the grass clippings off his body.
"I understand now."
Mr. Duan raised his head, his deep eyes staring straight at Chun in mid-air, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, revealing a smile that was sowhat comical yet chilling.
"It seems you have borrowed power that does not belong to you."
"What do you an?" The smile on Chun's face stiffened slightly, and she snorted coldly, "You're at death's door, and you're still bluffing? Under this regression of the Origin Law, your high-dinsional power has long been stripped away! You are now just a piece of trash with no ability to resist!"
"I originally thought it was the highest level of Ti Power within the underlying logic of the Heavenly Dao System."
Mr. Duan ignored Chun's warning and continued in his tender voice: "After all, to be able to forcibly reverse my life form and regress the Physical Body of a Transcendent back to infancy, other than the Law of Ti, I cannot think of any other power capable of achieving this."
He extended a short, small finger and pointed to the clear, azure sky above, as well as the ancient exotic beast soaring in the distance.
"However, I just felt it carefully."
Mr. Duan shook his head, and a sigh of disappointnt appeared on his tender face: "The Law of Ti is incredibly overbearing; it is a taboo that even the will of heaven dares not use lightly. You, a re nature goddess of The First World, even if you burned the Origin of the origin sacred tree, could not reconstruct such a vast and real tiline."
"What exactly are you trying to say?!" Chun felt a chill in her heart from his all-seeing gaze; her original triumph began to fade, replaced by an inexplicable panic.
Although Mr. Duan looked vulnerable now, this reaction of having no fear was definitely not sothing a prey waiting to be slaughtered should have.
"What I want to say is—"
Although Mr. Duan was in the body of an infant, his expression was surprisingly calm, and his voice even carried a hint of condescending mockery.
"This is nothing more than a dream world."
"What did you say?" Chun's pupils contracted sharply, and her body jerked in mid-air.
"By deeply combining vast ntal Laws with wood-type hallucinogenic toxins, and then utilizing the energy of the Origin Water, you forcibly constructed a 'The First World' in my Sea of Consciousness that is almost indistinguishable from reality." Mr. Duan gripped the bottom of his cane with his tiny hand and tapped it gently on the grass.
"In this dream, you not only reshaped the scene of The First World, but you even simulated the underlying data feedback of the System so seamlessly that it gave the illusion that my own Physical Body and Laws had been regressed."
Mr. Duan grinned, his smile radiant: "Brilliant, truly a brilliant skill construction. I have to admit, in the field of illusions and ntal control, you have indeed reached a very high level. I was almost fooled by you."
"Shut up! Shut up!! This is impossible!"
Chun was like a wild cat that had its tail stepped on, her voice becoming sharp and piercing due to extre panic: "Stop playing these tricks! In this Origin Illusion Realm, I am the only creator! If I want you to die, you must die!"
She slamd # Nоvеlight # her hands together to form a seal, and a blinding ball of green life energy erupted from her fingertips.
"【Withering of All Things】!"
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