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    Translator:  Ashish

    Translation Checker: Silvain

     

    A world, especially a vast and complete Great World.

     

    Such a world could not be compared to Yu Zi Yu’s Nine Realms, or even the nascent Tenth Realm.

     

    If a planet was said to bear life, then a vast and complete world was capable of bearing an entire civilization.

     

    Take the current universe for instance, it could be considered the domain of a ‘Transcendent Civilization born in the Era of Spiritual Energy Resurgence.’

     

    From this alone, one could imagine just how terrifying a Great World capable of sustaining such a civilization must be.

     

    And this… was precisely what Yu Zi Yu yearned for the most.

     

    If his Tenth Realm could one day nurture a complete and powerful civilization, then his strength would soar exponentially, bordering infinity.

     

    Perhaps… even challenging the Eternals would not be impossible.

     

    However, at present, this remained mere speculation for Yu Zi Yu.

     

    After all, the civilization housed within the Eastern Emperor Bell had endured through countless eras, having cycled through immeasurable Tribulations and rebirths.

     

    Only through that had the Bell of Chaos gained such unfathomable might.

     

     

    Meanwhile…

     

    “He’s actually trying to merge the Principles of Time and Space into the Supreme Principle of Spacetime?”

     

    For once, a rare note of surprise entered the voice of the Bell of Chaos, one laced with a hint of intrigue.

     

    [That’s no simple feat! Even that being had failed to do so.]

     

    And the ‘being’ the Bell of Chaos was referring to was naturally his companion, the former Demon Emperor, the Easter Emperor.

     

    However, after giving it another thought, realization dawned upon the Bell of Chaos.

     

    Back in the Primordial Era, Heaven and Earth had already flourished for countless eons. The Principles were complete, and the Principles of Time and Space were so well-developed, they had become immensely powerful.

     

    In such an environment, attempting to shoulder or even merge them was unimaginably difficult.

     

    Thus, even the Eastern Emperor had failed multiple times.

     

    Now, however, things were different.

     

    This was a newborn world, where Heaven and Earth were still incomplete, and the Principles of Time and Space had yet to fully mature.

     

    So…

     

    “This little one does indeed have a real chance to fuse Time and Space… and evolve them into the Supreme Principle of Spacetime,” murmuring to itself, the Bell of Chaos sank into contemplative silence.

     

    It was worth noting: the more complete a world became, the more terrifying its Principles grew.

     

    Likewise, the Principles of a newborn world differed greatly from those of an ancient one.

     

    Take the current cosmos for example; this world had yet to fully grow. In many ways, it was fragile, and that included the so-called Principles.

     

    As such, in this particular era, it was much easier to bear the Principles and becoming a Hegemon.

     

    After all, weaker Principles meant the threshold to shoulder them was lower.

     

    “If this fellow truly merges Time and Space into the Supreme Principle… then even I must acknowledge his brilliance.” A rare chuckle escaped the Bell of Chaos, as it lifted its gaze, peering across the vastness of Time and Space.

     

    In that instant, its gaze swept across the vast Sea of Principles in the skies, the Divine Tree rooted within it, as if holding up the Heavens themselves, with Time on one side and Space on the other, and two Dragons, one azure and one violet, howling toward the sky

     

    “What a prodigious talent…” As it expressed its appreciation, an unusual emotion surged within the Bell of Chaos; an Artifact that had remained calm for eons.

     

     

    Meanwhile, beneath the immense Sea of Principles, Yu Zi Yu was already feeling on the verge of suffocation.

     

    An unimaginable pressure was crushing down on both his body and Soul.

     

    Having reached the Seventh Order, his body was extremely strong, to the point that it was indestructible. Thus, no matter how much pressure came bearing down on it, it would be able to withstand.

     

    However, his Soul, it was another thing.

     

    *Crack… crack…* One after another, crisp sounds rang out. Yu Zi Yu could almost see his Soul fracturing.

     

    “To draw upon the Sea of Principles is to shoulder tremendous pressure. This pressure is a Tribulation but also an opportunity…” Murmured Yu Zi Yu to himself, he felt his shattered Soul beginning to mend itself.

     

    And along with it, countless impurities were being expelled.

     

    This was the true mystery of the Sea of Principles, it could temper the Soul and hone one’s Will.

     

    If cultivating the physical body meant attaining higher Order, then cultivating the Principles was, in a greater sense, about walking the Path of the Soul.

     

    Only by comprehending the Principles and merging the Soul with the power of the Principles…

     

    could one truly bear them.

     

    The two paths were fundamentally different.

     

    And right now, Yu Zi Yu was enduring the tempering of his Soul again and again, each time he drew upon the Sea of Principles.

     

    At that very moment, had someone been observing the depths of the Nine Realms, they would’ve noticed countless Spirit Trees and Spirit Flowers releasing glowing wisps, all flowing toward Yu Zi Yu.

     

    This was the Quintessence of All Living Things.

     

    Sensing that Yu Zi Yu was facing a Tribulation, these Spirit Flower and Herbs. Each one having once been nurtured by Yu Zi Yu, were now sacrificing their own vitality to offer him aid.

     

    And this was something only Yu Zi Yu could inspire.

     

    For in the end, he was a Divine Tree that had attained enlightening, worthy of the title: the Ancestor of All Flora.

     

    Thus… every tree and every flower responded to his plight.

     

    As for how precious these glowing colorful wisps were, as they surged into Yu Zi Yu, they illuminated his True Form, making him appear glowing.

     

    However, what was even more amazing was that after these wisps surged deep into Yu Zi Yu’s body, to the very core of his Soul, these lights slowly merged into his Soul, nourishing it, bit by bit.

     

     

    Why did the people in the world want to get their hands on Heaven and Earth Treasures? It was not just for cultivation, but even more so for the help during Tribulation. They could be used to nourish and replenish oneself.

     

    And now, thanks to the sacrifices of all flora, Yu Zi Yu’s Soul was being nourished like a blade of grass braving a tempest. Yet it was growing ever more upright and unyielding.

     

    This could be considered the most indispensable element for cultivation: the ‘wealth’ among the four essential prerequisites: wealth, companionship, knowledge, and territory.

     

    Only, as a Divine Tree, Yu Zi Yu needed not to seize or plunder…

     

    *Haha…* Moved, Yu Zi Yu couldn’t help but break into a hearty laughter.

     

    And of course, he owed the greatest thanks to the five Divine Trees deep within the Tree Realm.

     

    It was they who had taken the initiative to summon all flora, for the sole purpose of aiding Yu Zi Yu.

     

    Furthermore, he also owed gratitude to the newly awakened Aurora, something that was of an even higher rank than ordinary Divine Trees…

     

    Upon awakening and sensing Yu Zi Yu’s need, she had led the countless flowers to offer their strength.

     

    Thus came this vast, star-like flood of spiritual essence, endlessly converging upon him…

     

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