Infinite Terror: Infinite Reversal

Chapter 484 Huge
At this moment, Mu Xiang and the other two, whom Muroshi was keeping in mind, were each returning to the Dream Realm along the World Tree that had appeared. If the Abyss had no distinction between upper and lower, and only had a conceptual "upper" because of that terrifying existence, then at this moment, judging from the model of this World Tree, the Dream Realm was the clear and upper, and the Abyss was the turbid and lower.

Zheng Zha and Zhang Jie lost sight of each other after approaching the World Tree, just like the steps they took to enter the Dream Realm. They didn't understand the reason, so they could only follow the World Tree's pull... They couldn't resist, their mental connection was severed, what else could they do?
However, Mu Xiang had seen more than them. After observing the structure and orientation of the giant tree, he guessed that it was something similar to the World Tree.

“The Abyss shouldn’t be able to give birth to something like this, and there’s no World Tree concept in the Dream Realm either… Perhaps this was transplanted or copied from another plane by Muroch? I wonder how many planes this guy has devoured.” Mu Xiang muttered to himself, “Besides the most famous Norse mythology, there are many civilizations that use trees to explain their worldviews, so it’s not surprising.”

If the abyss is the sinking turbidity, then this tree is rooted in the deep, turbid soil, and then grows towards order. Although from Mu Xiang's perspective, many of the tree's branches are somewhat withered, and there is only one source of light on it, namely the Dream Realm, it still ultimately constitutes this world.

“Although the branches and leaves above are quite lush, they are far less than the roots below… I wonder if this can be explained by the root-to-crown ratio of a tree. A tree rooted in fertile soil has a root-to-crown ratio of about one to one, while in barren or even desert areas, the root-to-crown ratio can be as high as five to one or even higher…” Mu Xiang suddenly thought of this. He looked up at the light and then down at the endless chaos and darkness.

"It seems to make sense, after all, there are too few things that can be effectively utilized in this abyss, and Muroshi has to usurp the essence of other planes to construct the Dreamland... and the ordered side is much weaker than the disordered side."

Mu Xiang continued to observe the light above, where the World Tree's branches and leaves were most lush. As he approached, he saw something brightly colored and dreamlike beneath the light, nestled among the leaves, like a fruit.

In fact, Mu Xiang had already seen it before... That's right, this is the dimensional spirit placed at the bottom of the Great Abyss.

Although Mu Xiang only has a little energy left, he is no longer afraid of this Plane Spirit. No matter how high its status is, without an agent, it still poses no threat to him... Unless Mu Xiang is as foolish as the one shown in the space-time vision and runs over to merge his divine essence with the Plane Spirit's condensed divine essence, there is nothing to worry about.

The spirit of the plane can't just stand up and beat him up, otherwise it wouldn't be a spirit of the plane, it would be a Titan, okay?

As the light completely engulfed Mu Xiang, the scene before him suddenly changed. Looking again, he saw that the World Tree had vanished, and Mu Xiang was standing at the bottom of the Great Abyss.

The barrier that Zheng Zha had forcibly shattered earlier remained intact, standing there as a barrier before the abyss.

Mu Xiang could roughly guess that the previous World Tree was some kind of manifestation of the essence of the Abyss Plane, and was not on the same level as the Dream Realm and the Abyss they had been in before. If this thing really had a physical form, Mu Xiang wouldn't mind getting some wood from it... Although he didn't know any methods of forging divine artifacts, it was something that would be convenient.

Looking around, Mu Xiang couldn't find Zheng Zha or Zhang Jie. He frowned, his mind racing.

It can't be that Zheng Zha and Zhang Jie didn't escape... I was so close to Muroshi and nothing happened to me, so there's no reason why they couldn't get out. Even if I'm tougher, it wouldn't affect that.

"Could it be that they are some distance from where the World Tree manifests?" Mu Xiang sighed. He hoped that Zheng Zha and Zhang Jie would come to their senses and run away. If they misunderstood and insisted on waiting for him, that would be a disaster.

As he pondered this, Mu Xiang saw the current spirit of the plane. The dreamlike ball of light was as beautiful as ever, but something was missing. If he had to describe it, Mu Xiang would say that the spirit of the plane had lost some of its original vibrancy.

Previously, the dimensional spirits would try to fool them along with "Nodens," such as by releasing friendly auras, but the current dimensional spirits showed no reaction to Mu Xiang at all... not even a hint of rejection.

It's as if the spirit of a plane has lost its "spirit".

"Could it be that the Spirit of the Plane was also a division of Muroshi's own consciousness? That shouldn't be the case..." Mu Xiang pondered for a moment, "How can a spirit tablet serve as the Spirit of the Plane?"

He smiled at the dimensional spirit before him: "Never mind, maybe the abyss is collapsing... I wonder if you'll become spoils of war, I'll wait and see."

A sudden tremor arose beneath his feet. Mu Xiang sensed it and then levitated into the air to avoid being struck by something. He didn't have much energy left, and even with the Ripple Breathing Technique, he couldn't quickly return to his peak condition. If some enormous creature were to break through the barrier and attack him, it would be troublesome.

"Speaking of which, where did that energy come from...? Could it be the effect of the Light of the Mind?" Mu Xiang tried to recall the tremor he felt at the time, but he couldn't come up with a clue. The best explanation at the moment was the Light of the Mind; otherwise, how could he have so much energy out of thin air?
That energy... was more than the energy he had when he broke through Muroshi's body.

In the original story, Zheng Zha's spiritual light originally manifested as white flames, but later, according to his needs, it became the Hidden Dragon Transformation to strengthen his body... Could it be that his spiritual light was meant to serve the purpose of holding a candle, and thus manifested as energy restoration?

Mu Xiang couldn't help but smile wryly. If that were the case, then the Light of the Mind wouldn't be considered particularly powerful.

Suddenly, the barrier beneath their feet shifted from solid to ethereal, and two figures emerged almost simultaneously—Zheng Zha and Zhang Jie. Upon appearing, they immediately looked around warily, then noticed each other and Mu Xiang's presence.

Zheng Zha frowned and turned his gaze to Mu Xiang, intending to give him a stern lecture... After all, this guy had abandoned him and Zhang Jie to face Muroshi alone. Just then, an even more turbulent surge of darkness erupted from beneath the barrier, then rushed towards the Plane Spirit.

Mu Xiang roared, "Up!"

Zheng Zha was taken aback, then flashed the ring: "Use the Worm Ring?" But to his dismay, the ring didn't react at all. He could only grab Zhang Jie's soul and rush towards the top of the Great Abyss. Although they couldn't escape, at least they could create some distance.

Just as Mu Xiang was about to say something, he saw a dark red barrier appear around Zheng Zha and Zhang Jie, and a similar dark red barrier appeared in front of him. The color of this barrier was quite disgusting; although it was described as dark red, it was completely different from Zheng Zha's red flames, displaying a color like rotting flesh.

However, the disgusting color brought a sense of relief to Mu Xiang and the other two, and the slight fear caused by the darkness disappeared.

Reaching the top of the Great Abyss, Mu Xiang spoke up: "It's the Necronomicon... I've been wondering how the Supreme God ensured we wouldn't be forcibly corrupted. I originally thought it was something like the Supreme God's barrier, but now it seems it's thanks to the Necronomicon, a plot item. This thing not only brought us in but also provides basic protection."

Zheng Zha and Zhang Jie exchanged a glance, then nodded thoughtfully. Indeed, whether they could win was one thing, but whether they could guarantee basic safety was another.

After all, in the endless cycle of reincarnation, not everything can be solved by fighting power... If we just throw them into an environment that will be directly eroded and corrupted without any measures, then we are not gods, but idiots, okay?

The erosion from the "Trembling Black Hole" can at least be dealt with, but what if it's the erosion from a fifth-tier being? Without additional protection, wouldn't that just send the powerful beings of the Main God Space to their deaths?

Looking down, one could see that the dimensional spirit hadn't been devoured; instead, it was radiating even more light. The endless darkness surging from below didn't dissipate outwards at all; it simply enveloped the dimensional spirit. Upon closer inspection, one could even discern that the dimensional spirit was absorbing something.

"Could it be that with the death of Muroch, the spirit of this plane has lost control and has begun to devour the abyss itself?" Zheng Zha wondered.

Mu Xiang shook his head: "It doesn't seem like it, it seems more like it was passive... It seems that the Abyss has indeed collapsed, and this disorder is directly dissipating outwards and being absorbed by the spirits of the plane. We can't get out now, so let's see what happens."

"Just don't give us another memorial tablet," Zhang Jie said half-jokingly.

Mu Xiang shrugged: "Mroshi should be completely dead by now."

The three of them conversed above the abyss, naturally including criticism of someone's individual heroism, as well as exchanging many insights. However, Mu Xiang still had some questions about his own inner light.

"I can only say... at least there were some signs," Mu Xiang said helplessly.

Before he could finish speaking, Mu Xiang abruptly looked down into the darkness. Within that chaotic darkness, the spirit of the plane began to crumble. But that aura didn't completely disappear; instead, it merged into the chaotic darkness, and then a new aura rose up.

Chaos and darkness began to shrink, converging towards the collapsing dimensional spirit. Gradually, a gigantic outline emerged, accompanied by inexplicable power and profound runic patterns. The boundaries between them were incredibly blurred, as if the power had solidified into a physical form, and the patterns had also entered the realm of philosophy.

A hand larger than the entire bodies of Mu Xiang and the others, an arm tens of meters long… it condensed in this way, and finally, under the watchful eyes of Mu Xiang and the others, transformed into a gigantic body. This new aura, merging with the spirit of the plane and the chaotic darkness, actually continued to decline, falling from the level that initially shocked Mu Xiang and the other two to a level below the fourth rank.

Even so, this form still shocked them. No, it shouldn't be called a form, because it clearly had its own consciousness... After stretching out its limbs in the chaos and darkness, it stood up and stared blankly at Mu Xiang and the other two.

"What's going on?" Zheng Zha scratched his head. "They don't seem hostile."

Zheng Zha and Zhang Jie turned to look at Mu Xiang, only to see him looking shocked. They muttered, "No way..." As they spoke, Mu Xiang rushed down.

Mu Xiang moved with incredible speed, yet he restrained the imposing force he had displayed as he approached the enormous creature.

(End of this chapter)