Chapter 1624: Resurrecting Anark (III)
“A world?” Anark’s soul trembled, a sense of shock, awe, and profound enlightennt coursing through him as he uttered those simple yet significant words.
Primordials were entities born directly from the primal energy that existed at the universe’s inception. Stardust ford their flesh, nebulae burning hotter than supernovas coursed through their veins, and cosmic energies nurtured their minds and souls.
No matter how strong or gifted any mber of the Sacred Races was, none of them could compare to such majestic origins, thus making their bodies insufficient as vessels for Primordial reincarnation.
However, things were vastly different if the vessel was not an individual but an entire world.
Worlds were heavenly bodies ford over countless ages, shaped directly by cosmic forces since the universe’s birth. A world could carry the cosmic imprint of creation itself. If a Primordial’s soul was placed inside such a world, the planet would serve as a catalyst, facilitating a perfect, true, and flawless reincarnation.
“Do you truly have a vessel capable of accommodating my essence?” Anark couldn’t help but question, his words carrying a hint of incredulity.
Cain’s response ca swiftly and confidently, accompanied by a radiant, self-assured smile. “Indeed, I do.”
As he spoke, Cain sent a detailed flood of information through his Ego Wave directly into Anark’s consciousness, clearly displaying every inch of the Gu World. “It lacks sentience and ego, aning nothing can stop you from taking control of its World Will. Once you anchor your soul to this World Will, you can proceed smoothly with your reincarnation.”
A profound silence settled briefly between them, heavy with contemplation. Then suddenly, booming laughter reverberated through Cain’s mind, filled with joy, excitent, and imnse relief.
“Hahahaha! Young man, you truly are magnificent. Yes, this could absolutely work. Even if I don’t imdiately return to my peak strength, that matters little. As long as my body and soul are flawless, cultivation can restore my forr glory once again!”
Anark could scarcely contain his enthusiasm and astonishnt. From the mont he first t Cain, he had sensed sothing extraordinary about the youth. Yet, even then, he never anticipated such rapid progress.
Initially, Anark thought it would take tens of thousands or perhaps millions of years to resurrect fully. According to this brilliant new plan, it would occur sooner, much, much sooner.
“Then let’s proceed without further delay,” Cain instructed calmly. “I will transfer your soul from your current corpse into my Soul Dinsion first.”
Cain knew he possessed no physical artifact capable of safely holding Anark’s imnse soul. Ordinary spatial rings would instantly shatter; his Inner World would imdiately collapse under the pressure; even the vast dinsional space offered by his [Gluttony Module] would not suffice.
Thus, Cain decided to rely entirely on his Soul Dinsion, fully aware of the imnse strain this would place upon him. As long as the duration was short, he was confident he could manage it.
“Alright, go ahead…” Anark agreed but paused briefly, adding casually, “By the way, since you practice the Concept of Gluttony, after extracting my soul, feel free to consu my corpse if you wish.”
Though the Primordial spoke lightly, the suggestion genuinely shocked Cain.
The idea of consuming Anark’s imnsely powerful body was certainly tempting, yet Cain had dismissed it out of respect, never imagining Anark himself would willingly suggest such a possibility.
“Are you absolutely certain about this?” Cain asked, taken by surprise.
“This broken body served its purpose before. But soon, I will gain a superior vessel. Now it’s nothing more than a lifeless husk. If you consu it, you’ll rely be returning it to the cosmic energy flow, benefiting the universe itself,” Anark calmly explained, clearly unconcerned. He continued thoughtfully, “In fact, if your assimilation abilities reach a high enough level, you might gain enough energy to trigger your Flesh Inheritance, becoming a fully-fledged Primordial yourself. While the chances are not great, attempting it would bring you no harm.”
Cain’s eyes glowed brilliantly with excitent at hearing Anark’s explanation. He had not forgotten his Flesh Inheritance. Truthfully, he’d hoped Anark would help him unlock it after his successful resurrection. However, if consuming the corpse directly provided an even quicker route, that was undeniably preferable.
Renewed excitent surged powerfully within both Cain and Anark, but both soon regained focus, setting their minds toward the next critical step.
Taking a deep breath, Cain steadied himself and carefully lowered his Soul Dinsion’s barrier, preparing for the incoming strain. As soon as he signaled readiness, Anark, utilizing Cain’s Ego Wave as a spiritual bridge, gently guided his soul out of his corpse, moving carefully into Cain’s waiting Soul Dinsion.
“RUMBLE!”
Instantly, Cain’s Soul Dinsion trembled violently under the staggering influx of spiritual energy and psychic force flooding its skies, stretching far beyond what he had anticipated. The sheer volu was overwhelming, making Cain feel intense nausea accompanied by a splitting headache as if his mind teetered on the brink of collapse.
“ROOAAARR!”
The majestic silhouette of the Lord of Conquest Leviathan erged, releasing a powerful roar filled with dominance. Leviathan’s imnse power surged forth, forcefully stabilizing Cain’s Soul Dinsion against imminent collapse. With Leviathan’s aid, Cain managed to stabilize his dinsion, though it took several exhausting days before Anark’s soul transfer finally concluded.
Eventually, every last particle of Anark’s vast soul successfully inhabited Cain’s Soul Dinsion, stretching endlessly through its skies. Despite Leviathan’s intervention, Cain still felt incredibly uncomfortable, as though his head would burst at any second. His soul throbbed painfully, reminding him of the urgency of the situation.
“I need to complete this quickly,” Cain muttered determinedly, an icy resolve shining clearly within his eyes. Without hesitation, he swiftly contacted Razputin through his [A.I. Chip Module].
“Razputin, is everything prepared?” Cain’s voice resounded urgently through the ntal connection.
Almost instantly, Razputin’s respectful reply echoed clearly in Cain’s consciousness. “Yes, my King. All mbers of the Dark Army have been successfully gathered together. Transmitting the exact coordinates imdiately.”
Cain’s eyes glowed with coldness and the next second teleported, leaving Amazon.
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