Chapter 641: Pinshaoshao-Style Recovery: You're at the Final 1%

Paradise Heaven left the Sinful Dream Realm and entered the Star Sea.

The nearest Cosmic Country was the Thirty-Fifth Cosmic Country. It bordered the Thirty-Seventh and Forty-First Cosmic Countries, and its overall power surpassed even that of the Thirty-Seventh. Its Sovereign was said to be a “New God” who had obtained divine authority, yet remained remarkably low-key.

‘A New God?’

‘What a shameless boast.’

But Paradise Heaven had no intention of clashing head-on with any creature of the Star Sea. Only Annihilation Heaven would enjoy all that fighting and killing. An Ancient Evil of her refined tastes would only seek out pleasure.

This was the difference between her and Annihilation Heaven.

A spaceship sped past, only to be silently ensnared by a wave of desire. Paradise Heaven successfully used her skill, Scarlet Poppy, to conquer several weak members of the Holy Hall. After carefully selecting from among them, she used their power to warp to an Advanced Civilization Star Realm named “Seven-Day Assassination.”

It was said that the lord here, Lady Bai, was a master among masters on the path of desire.

In just a few short years, Lady Bai had molded the new master of “Seven-Day Assassination” into her perfect thrall. He fell madly in love with her, sharing his family’s legacy—a foundation built over tens of thousands of years. Ignoring the objections of the clan elders, he implemented a “Dual-Saint Co-Rule” policy across their headquarters in the Advanced Civilization Star Realm and their various branches spanning several Cosmic Countries.

‘Interesting.’

‘A master on the path of desire?’

Paradise Heaven was intrigued. Even with Annihilation Heaven’s help, there was no telling how long Original Sin Heaven’s revival would take—it could be months, or it could be years. In the meantime, she was rather curious. What did desire in the Star Sea taste like? Was there anything unique about it?

With a shimmer, Paradise Heaven transformed into a sweet, delicate woman. Each blink of her eyes seemed to melt a river of stars.

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After regaining its memories, the Colorful Insect recalled many forgotten things.

It was originally Sinful Heaven’s Origin, backed up within the Radiant Dream Realm. After Sinful Heaven’s fall, this backup consciousness began to awaken. Leveraging the Radiant Dream Realm’s ability to connect different races across the cosmos, it absorbed the sin and suffering from all corners of the Star Sea, growing rapidly.

From nightmare, to calamity…

At first, it was exceptionally cautious—a mere shadow in a bubble, a fleck of light amidst the brilliance. It lurked in the shadows, remaining completely dormant for tens of thousands of years.

But the strongest leader of the Star Spirit Race was merely at the Nirvana Stage. After reviving to the Calamity Realm, the new Sinful Heaven, relying on its innate high status, became fearless. His appetite for suffering and sin grew ever more voracious. He gradually moved from behind the scenes to center stage, finally alerting the leader of the Star Spirit Race. After careful planning, the leader used a divine companion treasure, the Wishing Star. Amplifying it with the collective will of the entire Star Spirit Race, he tore the newborn Sinful Heaven’s Origin and body apart, sealing them separately.

After this battle, Sinful Heaven once again fell silent.

The Star Spirit Race’s power was drastically reduced, with less than one in ten surviving. This indirectly led to their eventual annihilation by Ron.

Now, recalling all of this, the Colorful Insect understood the source of the constant déjà vu and sense of familiarity that had plagued its consciousness. It also realized that the Flower of Wicked Thoughts that grew at the edge of chaos had been its own kin, yet had died because of its own backstabbing and defection. How cruelly ironic fate was.

Now, the identity of the faint, intermittent aura outside the Sea of Spirit was self-evident.

‘The other Ancient Evils.’

The look of naive ignorance vanished completely from the Colorful Insect’s eyes. It understood this was likely its last chance. Shi Ming had isolated it from the outside world precisely because he feared it would contact the two other Ancient Evils. And the more an enemy feared something, the more effective it was. It had to do everything in its power to establish contact with them.

Following the method of communicating with Ancient Evils from its memories, it began its difficult “self-rescue.”

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The generous flow of source blood, carrying ancient power, became new nourishment. In his disguised state, Shi Ming naturally refused nothing that came his way.

‘What a joke.’

‘This was a rare opportunity. He’d love to suck the guy dry.’

Shi Ming consumed the sweet nourishment but discarded the poison. He secretly separated the sharp, murderous aura and Annihilation Heaven’s imprints from the source blood, keeping them temporarily on the surface. Annihilation Heaven, for his part, was quite satisfied. He felt everything was proceeding so smoothly; perhaps it wouldn’t take long for this final Ancient Evil, the last Chaos King, to be revived under his guidance.

70%

80%

90%…

The revival process didn’t have a literal progress bar, but Annihilation Heaven could sense its advancement through the power of suffering and sin. The energy from the river-like flow of source blood poured into the thorns and roses, their time of maturation drawing near.

98%

99%…

‘Almost there! Just one final push!’

‘Just the final breakthrough!’

As a “leader,” Annihilation Heaven was never stingy with his investments, so long as the return was satisfactory. Now, with a new Chaos King on the verge of being born, he held nothing back. A black lotus bloomed beneath his feet. A small piece of its stamen tore away, liquefying into a viscous fluid that merged with the source blood.

This was a potent ingredient to aid the breakthrough, but also bait to control a subordinate.

A small part of his Origin.

Annihilation Heaven also possessed two types of Ancient Evil Origins.

One was named the Forbidden Death Lotus.

The second was named the Millet of Sorrow’s End.

Whether it was Paradise Heaven or Original Sin Heaven, as long as they integrated his Origin Power during their revival, he could establish a degree of dominance. At a critical moment, he could even use the influence established during the breakthrough to deliver punishment.

‘There can only be one Chaos King in the universe,’ Annihilation Heaven thought. ‘And that will be me.’

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Shi Ming absorbed this small piece of Ancient Evil Origin as before. The latent Right Arm Red Pattern could no longer suppress its desire for more, but it also understood that lying low now would lead to a greater harvest later. And Shi Ming was an expert at this kind of string-along gambit.

He precisely utilized his Spiritual Power to control everything.

He kept the Ancient Evil’s revival in a state of being “perpetually on the verge,” making Annihilation Heaven feel as though a mysterious voice was whispering to him that success was just around the corner.

[Just one last push, and you’ll have your new Chaos King…]

[The final 1%!]

[This time, you must succeed!]

Having spent most of his existence in the Sea of Chaos, Annihilation Heaven was not perceptive to this kind of scheme. When the barrier to revival wasn’t broken after Shi Ming absorbed the first stamen, the Chaos King simply frowned and separated another. Unlike the source blood, these stamens were the very pillars supporting his power—an irreplaceable resource. But for now, it was a necessary investment, the cornerstone for his throne as the one and only Chaos King.

The revival continued.

The final 1%, 0.01%, and 0.001% seemed to crawl by, but Annihilation Heaven understood the principle of building up power for a massive release. More importantly, he knew all about momentum—how one must press the advantage, for a second attempt brings flagging spirits, and a third brings exhaustion.

If he gave up now, all his previous efforts would be for nothing.