Wanwujin

In the World of Extinction, Wei Yuan's seated avatar suddenly opened its eyes. Three more slits parted at the center of its brow, revealing three eyes—one long and two short—arranged like a blooming lotus. The three eyes shone with distinct beams of light, illuminating the surroundings. Under this radiance, diffuse black mist emerged in the previously empty void, and bizarre creatures appeared from nothingness, crawling forward on their bellies. Wei Yuan's avatar remained unmoved, calmly gazing past the pack of strange beasts toward the space behind them. More black mist coalesced at that point, swiftly condensing into a humanoid figure. The figure appeared both ethereal and solid, like an ink wash painting, save for its eyes—flowing fire that held colors alien to this world. The moment it appeared, it seemed to become the center of heaven and earth. It tilted its head slightly, looking down upon Wei Yuan's avatar, which barely reached above its knees. Its power radiated in all directions, rapidly reshaping the worldly rules of the surroundings. Within a thousand li, nothing remained as an isolated particle; all things bound together anew, transforming into entirely new matter. Under the radiance of this power, everything between heaven and earth was shifting. "Replacing the will of heaven with one's own mind... Such a thing is possible? Impressive!" Wei Yuan praised in genuine admiration. This move was truly formidable. A reshaped world naturally suited its maker best, subjecting any foe to constant restraint and targeted pressure. To expend Dao power on such a feat was well worth the cost. The figure projected hundreds of millions of light beams, sweeping continuously across the surroundings, redrawing heaven and earth and re-establishing earth, fire, water, and wind. Such grandeur had no equal in the world! What a pity that shadow-recording orbs could not yet function in this realm; otherwise, Wei Yuan would certainly have recorded it to study and learn from later in detail. Within thousands of li, heaven and earth were completely overturned. The five elements fluctuated violently, pulsating without ceasing. The figure's own five-element attributes also shifted in the blink of an eye, yet their frequency of transition harmonized impeccably with the world. Thus shifting from ethereal to corporeal, a suit of dark teal armor materialized on its body, with only its eyes remaining as flowing flames. Behind Wei Yuan, the temple monastery continuously emitted a gentle radiance, protecting the Land of Vitality. In this world where the five elements changed by the instant, it stood like a reef, unbroken no matter how the ocean waves battered it. In the blink of an eye, the figure had turned completely corporeal except for its pair of eyes. It looked around and finally fixed its gaze upon Wei Yuan, saying coldly, "Take your own life." Wei Yuan rose slowly to his feet. A wisp of incense smoke drifted from the temple behind him, gracing his body with its blessing. A spear appeared in his hand, pointing remotely toward the figure. As though enraged, the figure spoke with the resonance of the Great Dao, shouting, "My name is Wanwujin! Today, I shall purge the remnants here!" With a point of its hand, swarms of strange beasts surged forward. Facing an opponent of the Immortal Tier, Wei Yuan's avatar showed not the slightest fear. Taking a stride forward, he wove through the strange beasts and arrived directly before Wanwujin, thrusting his spear down. Wanwujin extended four astonishingly long arms, each wielding a saber. Two sabers parried Wei Yuan's spear, while the other two swung in from outside, piercing crisscross into Wei Yuan's body! Wei Yuan neither dodged nor parried, seizing one of the blades thrust into his abdomen with one hand. But unable to control the other, he was slashed across the waist and abdomen, sliced open. Suddenly, a soft, tentacle-like arm grew from Wei Yuan's back, gripping the Crimson Night Immortal-Slaying Sword. The arm stretched immensely in an instant, driving the Crimson Night Immortal-Slaying Sword straight before Wanwujin and plunging into its chest! The five-element power inside Wanwujin was transitioning at extreme speed. The sudden penetration of the Crimson Night Immortal-Slaying Sword was like shoving a steel bar into countless high-speed gears. Countless grinding crunches rang out at once, and the five-element powers clashed, violently detonating and blasting a vast section of its chest into nothingness. Looking at the Crimson Night Immortal-Slaying Sword, now nicked all over, Wei Yuan secretly lamented the loss. It seemed this creature's vitals did not lie here—or perhaps it had no vitals at all? Both having taken a blow, the two parted. By now, Wei Yuan's true body had sensed the disturbance. Vast divine sense, faith-aspiration, and human luck poured continuously through the channel. Reinforced, the five eyes of Wei Yuan's avatar gleamed with flowing light. In a flicker, he reappeared beside Wanwujin, offhandedly slaying two strange beasts as he closed in. Clashing once more, Wanwujin swung down with four sabers, only to be parried by six spears wielded by Wei Yuan. The remaining two spears plunged into Wanwujin's shoulders. Shimmering with yellow light, these two spears carried pure Thick Earth power, instantly disrupting the balance of the five elements within the foe and triggering another explosion. Using a single, unchanging elemental power against rapidly shifting elements proved even more effective than the Crimson Night Immortal-Slaying Sword. By now, Wei Yuan had grown eight arms, each gripping a spear, while his original two normal arms were used for defense. Wounded, ripples suddenly formed where Wanwujin's mouth and nose should have been! Wei Yuan immediately sensed danger. Just as he moved to dodge, a blinding beam of light shot out from the ripples, blasting a thousand li away in an instant! The wildly raging five-element power instantly obliterated everything belonging to Wei Yuan's avatar, reducing it to nothingness. When the light subsided, only two legs remained standing in place. Above the thighs, the eight flexible arms and the spears had vanished entirely. At the center of the Land of Vitality, the temple monastery suddenly shone bright, and a wisp of smoke settled upon Wei Yuan's avatar, restoring it to its original state in the blink of an eye. With Wei Yuan's immense combat experience, before his head had even regenerated, an arm gripping a spear coalesced beside his knee. The arm extended boundlessly, the spear flashing hundreds of zhang like lightning to slay two passing strange beasts before impaling Wanwujin with another strike. Once his head finished reforming, Wei Yuan looked at Wanwujin, whose body was also recombining, and said, "Again..." Wei Yuan's voice cut off abruptly. At the instant Wanwujin's body solidified, a glimpse of what lay inside was revealed to Wei Yuan through the wound. Within Wanwujin's body, countless humanoid beings flickered. In various postures, all were in excruciating agony, silently wailing and writhing. Pure white flames erupted from their bodies one after another, turning each into fuel, and the fire produced by their burning became the material used to repair Wanwujin's body. Wei Yuan suddenly felt an indescribable, colossal grief and pain—like a world watching the children it created being slaughtered, ignited, and reduced to fuel and nourishment. Or like a child watching his family, elders, and brothers and sisters die one by one before his eyes. Wei Yuan's will was normally as hard as steel, and such an abrupt, massive impact could not shake his state of mind. Yet among the thousands of burning figures, one suddenly turned their head—and that face bore a thirty-percent resemblance to Zhang Sheng! In a flash, Wei Yuan's true body crossed through the channel and appeared in this world! Crossing realms in person, the tip of his spear blazed with raging fires of human luck, correcting all skewed karmic causes and effects, and pierced directly into Wanwujin's glabella! Wanwujin let out a great cry as its eyes shattered. Countless beams of white light erupted from its body, each sharp as a blade, tearing heaven and earth to pieces until a final white light drowned out everything. When the radiance faded, heaven and earth returned to absolute silence. The rewritten Great Dao also lost its source of power, and its rules dissipated. Once again, nothing remained between heaven and earth. At that moment, a grain of sand suddenly leapt up from the ground, followed by more. Countless hopping grains of sand poured into the soil of vitality like swarming bees and ants. Two boy attendants walked out from the temple monastery, each holding a precious mirror. The mirrors radiated light that converged with the light shining from the temple door, sketching a glowing humanoid silhouette in the air. This luminous figure was the imprint Wei Yuan had deliberately left behind as a soul backup. Countless grains of sand leapt up and onto the luminous figure, each finding its place. Then, boundless human luck and incense smoke of faith surged from the temple into the figure. Little by little, the figure solidified from illusory to real, turning back into Wei Yuan's true body. Wei Yuan raised his hands, inspected them, and sneered coldly, "Ignorant fool, did you really think I couldn't handle you?" Wei Yuan took a stride sideways, leaving an afterimage where he had stood. As human luck surged from the temple once more, his avatar was fully reformed as well. Then Wei Yuan reached out, and the surrounding world violently warped and twisted, forming a colossal black sphere nearly a thousand li across between heaven and earth. Reaching into the past moment of time, Wei Yuan pulled out the Wanwujin whose vitality was extinguished but whose self-destruction had not yet completed into the present, tossing it onto the Land of Vitality. By now, Wanwujin possessed not the slightest trace of vitality or spirituality. Its body had turned into a mass of flowing smoke, seemingly corporeal yet subtly off. Wei Yuan's true body beamed divine light from its eyes, while the avatar opened its five eyes once more, continually scanning Wanwujin's remains and inspecting its karma. Yet Wanwujin's remains were exceptionally simple; the types of minute structures within it were remarkably few—only a handful. In contrast, any random mortal of the Native Realm possessed tens of thousands or more types of minute structures. Viewed this way, Wanwujin seemed somewhat like a combat puppet forged purely of steel rather than a sentient living being. Within the remains lingered a faint trace of residual karma, but Wei Yuan had never encountered anything like it, knowing only that it was connected to this world. Yet knowing this was of little use; having appeared here and engaged in a fierce battle with Wei Yuan, any lack of karma had already turned into karma. After his inspection, there were few substantial findings, though he collected a great deal of data of unknown use. However, Wanwujin had an unexpected utility: the wounds it suffered were mostly inflicted by Wei Yuan with human luck. Once its husk was mixed with human luck, it unexpectedly turned into a kind of nourishment that the Land of Vitality could absorb. Wei Yuan naturally showed no courtesy; using human luck as a furnace, he completely refined Wanwujin's entire body and buried it in the Land of Vitality. Nor did he waste the carcasses of the strange beasts, pulling them one by one from past time and tossing them into the Land of Vitality. There was no need to waste human luck on the beasts' carcasses. Wei Yuan buried them halfway in the soil; over time, they would be digested naturally. Having absorbed the supplement of Wanwujin, equivalent to the Immortal Tier, the essence of the Land of Vitality rose once more. Two more boy attendants walked out from the temple monastery, and the temple doubled in size. At this point, the Land of Vitality was already beginning to display the aura of a foundation for attaining the Dao. Wei Yuan's true body could not linger long in this world, so he returned through the channel, leaving his avatar behind to guard the place. Upon returning to Qingming, Wei Yuan immediately reviewed the entire battle. Suddenly, a detail he had not noticed earlier jumped out at him. When Wanwujin had substituted its own mind for the will of heaven and reshaped the Great Dao of the world, the scenery across thousands of li had changed. So too had the mountainous terrain where the Land of Vitality was situated. Since battle had already begun at that time, Wei Yuan had paid no attention to the changes in the mountains beneath his feet. Now looking back, he recalled the full vista of the terrain. Originally, the mountain had looked like a dead giant beast; not recognizing what kind of beast it was, Wei Yuan had thought nothing of it. Yet when the world regained a Great Dao, the mountain had transformed accordingly—from a giant beast into a person, a fallen, dead giant spanning a thousand li.