Chapter 898 - 501: Malice from the World’s Source (2)

Zheng Yi sat on the Super Divine Battleship formed by the God of Machinery, watching the scene unfold, but chose not to intervene.

The laws of the Cosmos are different; in this Extraordinary World, the weak have no right to covet supreme treasures.

Even if he does not take action, those bystanders and the schemers hidden in the shadows cannot easily leave.

If they make a prompt decision and flee quickly, they may have a fifty percent chance of survival. However, if they cannot suppress their greed, they are doomed to die.

The three major factions began to clear the field, and the other Chaotic Sects resisted one after another.

Terrifying explosions resounded in the depths of the universe, and amidst the dazzling starlight, almost no sound could be heard.

Yet, they cooperated with surprising coordination, and no one proactively attacked the abandoned planet where the World Tree Seedling had taken root.

In fact, even the remnants of force that invaded there were intercepted by a Blood Sea, a Pure Yang Sword Sea, and myriad projections of purple energy, as if plunging into the Deep Sea, causing not the slightest ripple.

"Master, are you still not taking action?"

An icy voice came from beneath Zheng Yi, the voice of the God of Machinery, "According to my current data analysis and dissection, once the three giants—Holy Origin Sect, Blood Sea Divine Sect, and Heaven-Facing Sect—clear out the other forces, the Chaotic Nine Sects will each take their sides. Then, trying to fish in troubled waters will not be easy."

Upon hearing the words from the God of Machinery, Zheng Yi smiled and replied, "Let’s wait a little longer. The World Tree Seedling has yet to completely evolve into a full-fledged world will. At this time, the Devouring Mother Tree’s devouring instinct cannot reap the greatest benefits.

"Since I intend to evolve the Grotto Heaven within myself, I won’t directly seize this World Tree Seedling. Instead, I want to use the Devouring Mother Tree to devour and transform it into a special Spirit Root. This is because I never sought a world of peaceful evolution, but one that can devour all, with the powerful erosive characteristics of an Origin World."

"Only such a world can help me break the barriers and lay the foundation for the world beyond the Grotto Heaven Realm."

As Zheng Yi finished speaking, he saw the Cyan Dragon Divine Monarch, White Tiger Divine Monarch, Vermilion Bird Divine Monarch, and Black Tortoise Divine Monarch, the Four Great Mechanical Divine Monarchs behind him, eager to take action.

He instructed, "Try to infiltrate as well, positioning yourselves in four corners, and wait for my command. Coordinate with the God of Machinery, and when the time comes, act together to intercept the largest backlash for me."

"After I manipulate the Devouring Mother Tree to consume the World Tree Seedling, I’ll overturn the heavens of this Far North Star Realm."

Upon hearing Zheng Yi’s words, the Four Great Mechanical Divine Monarchs, who had been eager to act, acquiesced, transforming into streaks of cyan, white, black, and red light, disappearing entirely into the cosmic starry sea.

...

The battle in this place has reached a fever pitch, with smoke and dust rising, covering the sky, rendering the sun and moon dim.

The Four Divine Monarchs stealthily infiltrated, employing the invisibility techniques of the Mechanical Stream, going unnoticed for the time being.

Meanwhile, Zheng Yi took a step forward, walking through the void.

Behind him, the colossal cosmic battleship reassembled, forming a towering Mechanical Giant over a hundred feet tall standing behind him, the very God of Machinery.

His entire body emitted a cold metallic sheen, with hundreds of towering Annihilation Cannons behind him, ready to fire, each one a star-destroying existence, exuding strong oppressive force.

However, thanks to Zheng Yi’s protection with the Power of Time, none of it leaked out in the slightest.

The hidden location felt like it was in a different time and space, observing the intensely heated fighting outside with cold, detached eyes.

At this moment, Zheng Yi’s eyes grew increasingly brighter.

The Eyes of Time in the center of his forehead glowed with a faint candlelight, reflecting all the changes in myriad colors.

In this vision, neither Saint Yuan Daoist, the Master of the Sea of Blood, nor Elder White Deer could escape the perception of time.

Every minutia was within view, analyzed through vast data, evolving in Zheng Yi’s mind.

"It’s time!"

And at this moment, the World Tree Seedling had grown to about three or four meters in height, sprouting and budding, resembling a powerful and majestic giant bonsai.

Endless Chaos Qi was attracted, converted within, and then released everywhere.

The Great Origin of the Great Dao, contained within, formed rules that enveloped the abandoned planet, like a cycle of reincarnation.

The planet extinguished, then covered anew by the Power of the World, entering the state of life’s germination.

"This is the moment!"

Zheng Yi’s eyes blazed with sparkling light, his entire being suddenly enveloped in countless streams of iridescence, transforming into a beam of light, piercing the void toward the core of the abandoned planet.

...

Amidst the terrifying battlefield, Zheng Yi’s figure, like a ghost, wrapped in the Power of Time, flickered suddenly amidst the endless starlight’s embrace.

In a situation no one foresaw, he had already entered that abandoned planet.

This was why he forcefully propelled the Eyes of Time.

The Power of Time is hailed as one of the decisive forces among myriad rules due to its mysterious and unique nature.

While space can still be controlled by top-tier experts, the Power of Time surpasses it significantly.

Time penetrates cosmic space, from the past to the future, from a single universe body to the Cosmic Sea, spreading into endless multiverses, flowing ceaselessly, without end.

With this power, Zheng Yi, leveraging the Eyes of Time, transformed himself into a drop of time, silently and subtly seeping into ubiquitous places.

To outsiders, Saint Yuan Daoist’s Pure Yang Sword Sea, the Master of the Sea of Blood’s Blood Sea Projection, and Elder White Deer’s Heaven-Reaching Law layer upon layer, intertwining to cover the entire abandoned planet densely and impenetrably.

Yet, under the catalysis of the Power of Time, in Zheng Yi’s eyes, it appeared more like a vast net.

The net could ensnare large fish but couldn’t prevent small fish fry the size of needles from passing through.

In an instant, amidst the intense explosions outside, Zheng Yi quietly shielded himself, landing stealthily on the abandoned planet, like a grain of dust silently permeating the thick crust, directly entering the core.

At this point, the entire planet’s origin life force had already been drained, the consciousness emanating from the earth entirely dissipated, becoming cold and desolate.

Yet, in this cold and dead core, a hint of vibrant life force began to surge.

At a glance, Zheng Yi immediately saw what he was searching for, a tree ancient and powerful like a coiled dragon.

The world’s will revolved around it, as if it were the center, spreading like a spider web across the entire planet.

The magnetic field of the earth circled its poles, as if it were the will of the world’s origin.

Even more curiously, the contrasting forms of ancient and nascent were vividly manifested in its presence.

Clearly a newly sprouted seedling, yet already possessing the form of some ancient, majestic tree.

At first sight, Zheng Yi confirmed that this was the Boundary-Opening Object he was seeking.

Thus, he instantly closed in.

Then, Zheng Yi felt overwhelming malice surging madly towards him.

In that instant, the entire world seemed to transform into a giant beast intent on expelling him.

This was a rejection from an entire world, the thick malice originating from the World Tree Seedling’s instinct.

Though it lacked strong independent will, the instinctual perception from the world had already detected Zheng Yi’s ill intentions.

In an instant, Zheng Yi understood what it meant to face malice from an entire world.

Terrifying forces pressed in from all directions, even with his strength and Dao Practice, he was bound by thousands of restraints.

Like countless spider webs, the invisible forces pressed down on him, trying to repel, divide, and tear him apart.

"Truly the World Tree’s seed, it’s your Power of Origin that I desire."

The center of Zheng Yi’s forehead shone brightly, the invisible Power of Time wrapped around him as he stepped forward.

And then, as he advanced, the Power of the World manipulated by the World Tree was easily cleaved like butter meeting a heated blade.

Like a torrent meeting an indestructible dam, it was repelled backward.