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The aura of the Celestial Palace Supreme completely vanished into the void.

As he departed, the suffocating aura of supreme power also vanished.

In the sky, the small tower shrank back to the size of a palm and teleported to Zhu Chen's side along with the woman with double pupils.

How are you feeling?

The woman with double pupils spoke, her voice still cold and clear, but there was a hint of barely perceptible concern in her double pupils that could see through everything.

She could tell that Zhu Chen's physical body was extraordinary, possessing a power that ordinary people could hardly attain. Now that his physical body had collapsed, that extraordinary power had also dissipated.

She worried that Zhu Chen would never recover from this setback.

However, Zhu Chen laughed nonchalantly upon hearing this: "It's just a physical body. If it's destroyed, so be it. I can find some rare and precious materials to rebuild it later. If that doesn't work, I can just find some unlucky guy I like and possess him. There's always a way..."

These words are easy to say, but only he himself knows how precious that body, refined by the essence of Pangu's blood and fused with all the wonders of creation, truly is.

That was the foundation for his future breakthrough to the pinnacle of sacrificial arts. Now, he's destroying it to fight for a sliver of hope. It would be a lie to say he doesn't feel heartbroken.

However, it's too late for regrets now.

We must always look forward.

The little tower swayed to the side, its thoughts sending out: "Kid, stop being so stubborn. Your physical body... tsk tsk, even I think it's a pity. But the fact that you managed to force a Supreme to that extent while you were still in the Venerable Realm, and almost demolished his dilapidated palace, is an achievement worthy of being recorded in history."

Although it was joking, it also acknowledged Zhu Chen's strength.

Zhu Chen smiled but didn't say anything.

Just then, from the ruined Peacock City below, a mournful clamor suddenly arose:
"The God-King has fallen!"

"Lord God... Waaah..."

"Quickly, go and fetch the clan elders! The spirit lamp of the deity has been completely extinguished!"

"My God, my Peacock Clan..."

The fall of the Peacock God Lord plunged the entire Peacock City into an atmosphere of sorrow.

Even Zhu Chen was stunned for a moment.

He slowly turned his head and looked in the direction where the Peacock God's body had fallen. Although his view was blocked by buildings, he could still imagine the chaos and desolation in that area.

This powerful peacock lord had sheltered him from danger and even generously provided him with a place to stay.

At his request, they traveled for months, risking their lives to find out news of the Willow God.

I never expected it would end up like this.

Ultimately, the Peacock God died in battle to protect him.

This made Zhu Chen feel a deep sense of guilt towards the Peacock Clan.

If he weren't weak, and if he hadn't possessed great treasures and secrets that attracted covetous eyes, why would the Peacock God Lord be in this predicament?
"The Celestial Palace..."

Zhu Chen raised his head, his gaze fixed on the direction where the Immortal Palace Supreme had left, his eyes filled with killing intent: "What you sow today will bear fruit tomorrow. I, Zhu Chen, will remember the hatred of the Peacock God Lord. When I return to my peak, I will surely raze the Immortal Palace to the ground and annihilate your lineages to comfort the spirit of the God Lord in heaven..." This vow was etched in his heart, heavier than a divine mountain.

The woman with double pupils sensed the intense emotional fluctuations within Zhu Chen's primordial spirit. She remained silent for a moment without offering any words of comfort.

Some pain and hatred must be borne and processed by the person involved.

She simply turned her gaze to the depths of Peacock City, where several ancient yet powerful auras were awakening, clearly indicating that the elders of the Peacock Clan had been disturbed.

The little tower also fell silent, seemingly mourning the fall of a powerful figure.

However, amidst this somber and indignant atmosphere, a sudden change occurred!

"Om..."

A strange fluctuation suddenly came from the void at a very high altitude.

The fluctuation was extremely weak at first, but it became incredibly clear in an instant, even resonating with the laws of the surrounding world, as if something supreme was being conceived!

"Ok?"

The woman with double pupils was the first to notice; the divine light in her double pupils surged, and she abruptly looked up at the source of the fluctuation.

That was the core area where Zhu Chen had previously self-destructed his physical body; now, only chaotic energy aftershocks and shattered spatial fragments remained, tearing each other apart.

The small tower also soared several inches higher with a "whoosh," its runes flashing as it emitted a sense of surprise and doubt: "This aura... is so strange, a mixture of contradictory Daoist principles of destruction and rebirth, and a trace of... a chilling pressure!"

Zhu Chen quickly sensed that aura, and it was very clear, because the fluctuation contained a trace of the same aura as his, but it seemed to have undergone some kind of qualitative change!

He suddenly looked up, his gaze fixed on the void.

In the distance, in the center of the chaotic area where wisps of destructive energy still lingered and the space had not yet fully healed, a small wisp of crimson mist slowly began to emerge.

The blood mist was extremely fine, yet it was slowly and rhythmically writhing, as if it possessed a life of its own.

What's even more shocking is that as the blood mist continued to gather, an increasingly powerful pressure also emanated from it!
That oppressive aura was not simply an intensity of energy, but an aura originating from the very source of the Great Dao, carrying a majestic imperial aura that ruled over all spirits and looked down upon all living beings!
"This is……"

Zhu Chen's primordial spirit trembled violently.

He felt a sense of familiarity and calling from the depths of his soul.

That cloud of blood mist looks like his.

Under the astonished gazes of the woman with double pupils and the little tower, the ever-gathering and writhing blood mist finally condensed into a single drop!
Just a single drop, about the size of a soybean, its color was not bright red, but rather a strange luster that contained chaos within and manifested a mysterious yellow without. It was crystal clear, as if it were not blood, but a condensed chaotic star, a crystallization of the Great Dao!

The drop of blood hovered silently in the shattered void, slowly rotating. With each rotation, it caused the surrounding laws to tremble slightly, emitting a vast pressure that made both the woman with double pupils and the little tower feel their hearts tremble!
Zhu Chen was very familiar with the aura emanating from that drop of blood.

That was his own blood!

However, the level of power and the essence of life contained in this drop of blood far surpassed any drop of essence blood from his physical body before his self-destruction!

It seems that the opponent underwent some unimaginable rebirth and transformation in that devastating self-destruction and subsequent chaos, absorbing the "opening of heaven and earth" Dao rhyme remaining in Pangu's essence blood and the Dao fragments of many treasure self-destruction, and was reborn in destruction, condensing into a drop of "original emperor blood" containing supreme potential!
The woman with double pupils stared intently at the drop of blood. Her usually calm and composed voice finally took on a rare air of solemnity and disbelief: "This is...your blood? No...this is no ordinary blood...it is the blood left behind by some extremely powerful being. It does not belong to that time, but comes from...the future!"

...(End of chapter)