He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

He raised his head, his gaze piercing through the hundreds of meters of soil above, through the battlefield crushed by energy impacts, through the fleshy tentacles still entangled with the souls, through the dark demonic bodies and golden gods in the sky that were constantly devouring and being devoured, and looked towards the ruins of Youdu City.

To be precise, it's an archaeological site.

The city walls have collapsed, all three lines of defense have fallen, and the concrete buildings in the residential area have been razed to the ground.

The 80,000 residents of Youdu City are currently inside that mass of flesh and blood of the fleshy, eccentric god.

But his domain remains, and so does the yin energy.

All his subjects were under his control.

Youdu did not truly perish; it merely changed its form of existence.

Youdu was once a city built of steel and concrete, inhabited by living people with body temperature and breath, and filled with complex interpersonal relationships and conflicts of interest.

They are residents of Youdu, but they are just residents—they need to eat, drink, and sleep, toil for survival, and face all sorts of troubles that belong to the living.

Now, all those worries are gone.

Yun Yi stood before the water mirror.

"The Ghosts didn't perish," he said, his voice echoing in the empty chamber with an indescribable joy, "they just changed their way of living."

Just as Yun Yi was engrossed in the information overload brought about by the changes in the entries, in the sky above Youdu, the last fragment of the demonic body was burned to ashes by golden holy flames.

The fleshy tentacles of the fleshy demon god scattered and flew from the center of the explosion of the demonic body, each one twisting wildly in the air and emitting a hoarse laugh mixed with satisfaction and greed.

It successfully devoured the demonic body it had long coveted—its jet-black skin, surging magic, and pure brute force capable of tearing apart space—which was gradually eroded, decomposed, and absorbed by its fleshy tentacles.

However, while it was frantically plundering the energy of the demonic body, God was not idle.

Golden chains of holy light pierced into the body of the flesh-crazed evil god from all directions, and the holy flames burning on the chains were the fire of judgment specifically targeting the evil god's true form.

Each chain piercing flesh was like hot oil being poured into boiling water, hissing and releasing large plumes of foul-smelling white steam.

The maniacal laughter turned into screams, emanating simultaneously from countless mouths, overlapping to create a chilling, multi-layered echo.

The two evil gods fought in the sky for a full ten breaths.

Holy light intertwined with flesh and blood, gold and dark red clashed, and each impact created new cracks in the surrounding spatial walls.

The eleventh breath.

The world suddenly fell silent.

The sound of the entire world was silenced by an invisible hand.

The wind stopped, the clouds ceased, and the void winds surging from the spatial rifts froze in mid-air.

The sky darkened.

It was as if someone had suddenly pulled away all the light. The sun was still there, but its rays fell on the earth as a sickly, dull yellow, like looking at the world through a thick shroud.

The air solidified like a giant amber, and a suffocating sense of oppression weighed heavily on the hearts of everyone present.

Both Allah and the evil god of flesh stopped moving at the same time.

In their vision, the ashes of the exploding demonic body were undergoing some kind of change that shouldn't be happening.

The scattered fragments paused for a moment in the void, each emitting an extremely faint hum.

The buzzing sound was so low that ordinary ears could not hear it, but God and the flesh-eating were not ordinary beings, and they heard it.

The frequency of that buzzing sound was extending in a strange way in both directions—downwards into the earth and upwards to the ends of the sky.

The fragments began to come together again.

The demon's body was pitch black, the god's body was gold, and the human body was flesh-colored.

The three colors seem to be kneaded together, gently crushed, creating a warm and jade-like texture.

The second piece, the third piece, the fourth piece.

More and more fragments flew back from the void, no longer piecing themselves together in the original order, but recombinating in a completely new structure.

It was as if an invisible hand was using these fragments to build an unprecedented structure, with each piece in the perfect position and every seam automatically healing itself the moment it was joined, leaving no trace.

When all the fragments were put back in place, the body opened its eyes.

Those were extremely beautiful eyes.

It is neither the gold of a god's body, nor the red of a demon's body, nor the black of a human body.

The color of those eyes was a pale gray that was almost transparent, as gray as the sky at the last moment before dawn, as gray as the ultimate base color mixed from all the colors of the world.

Two points of light are deep within the pupil.

A touch of gold—divinity;

A touch of crimson—demonic.

Two points of light flowed slowly deep within the pupils, circling each other to form a perfect, eternal Tai Chi symbol.

A body of gods and demons.

Human body, divine body, demonic body, the three bodies are combined into one.

Based on the human body, with the divine body as its bones and the demonic body as its blood, this ultimate creation is forged on the boundary between destruction and rebirth by fusing three completely different powers that should not coexist into one body.

Yun Yi hovered in the air—or rather, it was the will that was born from the body of a god and demon at this moment.

The real Yun Yi has long since transformed into a ghost, standing beneath the ruins of Youdu.

Yin Gui Yun Yi looked at his divine and demonic body and nodded slightly.

I still have a few cards up my sleeve.

After all, it is a seed of enlightenment that has grown twelve leaves, and the cultivation method created by combining so many systems is naturally not too weak.

According to his conception, the demonic body corresponds to the Void Refining stage in the Immortal Dao system, possessing the ability to refine all things;

The Divine and Demonic Body combines the characteristics of both divine and demonic bodies, possessing both the mechanisms of a divine body and the power of a demonic body, corresponding to the fusion of the Immortal Dao system.

Of course, he hasn't really started cultivating the latter two realms yet. Right now, this divine and demonic body is basically premature—a super premature baby.

Despite its formidable power, it probably wouldn't last long without the support of the powerful computational ability of the Enlightenment Seed.

The result was exactly as he had predicted.

As the divine and demonic body moved, a huge hole with a diameter of over a hundred miles was blasted into the sky once again.

The edge of the void is a shattered spatial wall, the cross-section of which glows with a dark purple void light. The light spreads downwards along the cracks, covering the Netherworld, ruins, rivers, and the spreading fleshy fungus carpet.

The already dilapidated city of Youdu was completely reduced to dust by this impact.

The earth was plowed several times, almost lifting Yun Yi, who was hiding below watching the show, out of the ground.

The battle in the sky did not stop because of the explosion.

Before the aftershocks had subsided, the three figures were already locked in combat once again.

With the body of a god and a demon, he fought two evil gods alone, from the sky to the ground, from the ground to the underground, and from the underground back to the sky.

Each collision triggers small-scale changes in the landscape—mountains shatter, rivers evaporate, and plains are smashed into basins.

The vengeful spirits below, amidst such terrifying aftershocks, were constantly caught in a cycle of dying and coming back to life.

The battle lasted for seven days and seven nights.

Seven days later, the earth was completely unrecognizable.

Within thousands of miles of Youdu City and its surrounding area, not a single piece of intact land could be found.

The ground is covered with giant trenches and craters hundreds of meters deep.

On the original site of Youdu, the sturdy military city has completely disappeared, leaving only a giant pit with a diameter of tens of miles. At the bottom of the pit, groundwater that has gushed out from the ground has accumulated, forming a dark green and turbid lake.

A thin layer of grayish-white yin energy floated on the lake surface—that was the residual yin energy from the ruins.

In the sky, the movements of the divine and demonic bodies finally slowed down.

The continuous, high-intensity battle for seven days and seven nights caused cracks to appear inside it.

Those weren't injuries inflicted by an evil god; they were caused by one's own cultivation failing to support the operation of a perfect body, leading to its self-collapse from the inside out.

Finally, the body of the god and demon fell from the sky and crashed onto the edge of the original site of Youdu, creating a crater that was deeper and larger than any of the previous craters.

The rocks at the bottom of the pit were melted into magma by the residual high temperature upon contact, bubbling and slowly engulfing the body.

Yun Yi's perfect body lay quietly at the bottom of the lava lake, its surface covered with cracks, the edges of which glowed with a faint golden-red light—that was the last remaining energy of the divine and demonic body spontaneously repairing itself, but the speed was so slow that it was imperceptible to the naked eye.

He did indeed fail; surviving seven days and seven nights was his limit.

In the sky, Allah and the flesh-evil god hovered above the clouds, looking down at the lava lake.

Neither of the two evil gods moved.

Shen Ye, possessed by God, was already in a terrible state.

His right arm was missing at the root, a huge hole was ripped open in his chest, his left leg was torn off below the knee, and his face was covered with dense cracks.

The power infused by the will of the true God was almost completely depleted, and the light in those golden vertical pupils was much dimmer than it had been seven days ago.

The fleshy evil god's condition is even worse.

The once overwhelming fleshy tentacles were reduced to less than a third of their original size. A large chunk of the main body was torn away, revealing a dark green core that was still writhing inside. The surface of the core was covered with scorch marks eroded by chaotic energy, and each mark was oozing viscous black fluid.

The two evil gods stared at the lava lake below, remaining completely still for a long time.

They all looked at the being below with lingering fear.

Even after "killing" him again, she still couldn't let go of her worries, fearing that he might come back to life if she wasn't careful.