The emerald-green light, carrying the purest vitality of the First World, directly merged into Zhou Huai’s white Origin.

This power completed the missing Origin of the origin sacred tree.

As the mysterious woman's power completely merged, a roaring sound echoed from within Zhou Huai.

The white light on his body instantly surged, transforming into a vast ocean.

The black undercurrent that was still frantically eroding quickly dissolved in front of the white light.

The energy of the white sacred tree fiercely pushed back, beginning to devour Mr. Duan's black Origin.

"No! No!"

Mr. Duan let out a roar of reluctance.

His usually composed face was now completely distorted.

He watched helplessly as his black Origin, accumulated over countless epochs, was ruthlessly crushed and stripped away by the white light.

Those High-Dimensional Laws snapped inch by inch under the scouring of the white light.

Mr. Duan completely panicked, sensing the threat of death.

At this critical juncture of life and death, he decisively abandoned all external power, desperately pulling out his most core strand of consciousness in an attempt to escape the core of the sacred tree.

As long as his consciousness was not destroyed, he could linger on in the Chaos and wait for the next epoch to start over.

He transformed into a faint black light, fleeing toward the edge.

However, the moment his consciousness was about to escape into the void,

"Boom!"

A thick purple thunderbolt suddenly slashed out from the Void Realm.

Carrying the absolute power of rules, this thunderbolt suddenly doubled back in the Void Realm, tightly entangling Mr. Duan's consciousness that was attempting to escape.

This was precisely the last strand of Origin that Heavenly Dao, before dissipating, was willing to destroy the entire Ninth World to fiercely protect!

"Heavenly Dao!!!"

Mr. Duan burst out into a heart-rending roar.

He struggled desperately, attempting to tear apart this thunderbolt.

But all struggles were to no avail; the last strand of Origin from Heavenly Dao transformed into a cage, pinning him tightly in place.

The white light surged over.

Mr. Duan could only watch as his power was devoured bit by bit.

His ambition and arrogance spanning countless epochs all disintegrated in the white light.

In the end, all of Mr. Duan's Origin and consciousness were completely absorbed by Zhou Huai.

With Mr. Duan's destruction, the split branches of the sacred tree and its main body completely merged into one.

A complete origin sacred tree, circulating the rules of all realms, took shape within Zhou Huai.

"Crack!"

An invisible barrier shattered within Zhou Huai's Sea of Consciousness.

Zhou Huai's aura climbed step by step, his power exceeding the limit of the Transcendent realm.

He became the Dominator above the Transcendent, the rules of all realms reorganizing in his eyes, life and death resting in a single thought.

His consciousness instantly returned to his Physical Body.

Zhou Huai opened his eyes and calmly looked ahead.

Mr. Duan, having lost power support, was rapidly undergoing changes in his body.

His body hunched down, his skin losing moisture and clinging tightly to his bones.

His full head of black hair turned into withered snow-white in the blink of an eye, fluttering in the wind.

This old monster who had schemed for countless epochs instead calmed down at the very last moment of his life.

The hostility on him was gone, and his cloudy eyes looked at Zhou Huai, revealing a hint of relief.

He tremblingly raised his withered hand, took off his damaged classical top hat toward Zhou Huai, and slightly bowed.

"Congratulations, you won."

Mr. Duan's voice was hoarse and old, carrying a sense of release as it drifted in the Void Realm.

"Heavenly Dao truly did not misjudge people. Having lived for so many epochs, I have no regrets."

As his voice fell, his withered figure turned into spots of fluorescent light, dissipating between heaven and earth and returning to nothingness.

With Mr. Duan's dissipation, the Ninth World, having lost its power support, welcomed its collapse.

The earth shattered, the oceans evaporated, and the stable space disintegrated inch by inch.

The entire world turned into nothingness, and in the endless Chaos, only Zhou Huai and the origin sacred tree within him remained.

The consciousness of the origin sacred tree resounded in Zhou Huai's Sea of Consciousness: "The Ninth World has been destroyed; will you open up the Tenth World?"

Zhou Huai looked at the rolling Chaos around him and shook his head with a smile.

"No, not the Tenth World."

"It is a New World."

As Zhou Huai's mind turned, the sacred tree's massive roots plunged into the Chaos, beginning to derive brand-new world rules.

Years flowed, and it was unknown how much time had passed.

Zhou Huai suddenly opened his eyes, panting heavily.

He sat up from the bed, and sunlight spilled through the gap of the curtains onto the quilt with a warm feeling. He subconsciously glanced at the alarm clock at the head of the bed.

"Holy shit!"

Zhou Huai shouted, threw off the quilt, hastily put on his clothes while muttering:

"Bad, bad, it looks like I'm going to be late!"

He pushed open the bedroom door, and the living room was filled with the fragrance of food.

His mother was serving breakfast on the dining table, complaining impatiently that he stayed up late every day reading idle books and could never get up in the morning, urging him to quickly wash his face and eat.

His father, Zhou Feng, was sitting on the sofa watching TV, holding a teacup and backing him up without turning his head: "The child is big and can sleep as long as he wants. Say less early in the morning."

The morning news was playing on TV, and on the screen, a giant canine otherworldly beast was helping traffic police direct traffic. The anchor spoke in standard and round tones: "Otherworldly beasts are humanity's best partners. Please care for the otherworldly beasts around you and jointly build a prosperous New World…"

Zhou Huai didn't have time to wash up, rushed to the dining table, picked up the glass cup, and gulped down a large mouthful of milk.

This was just milked in the morning by the family's pet otherworldly beast cow "Naituan", flowing down his throat and bringing a wave of warmth to his stomach.

He casually grabbed a meat bun, held it in his mouth, picked up his schoolbag, and rushed out the door.

Just as he pulled open the security door, Zhou Huai froze.

At the doorway, Ye Xi was standing there with a backpack on her shoulders.

She had a high ponytail, the morning light hitting her face, looking at him with a smile.

Zhou Huai scratched his head, took the bun out of his mouth, and spoke apologetically: "Sorry, I woke up late. Have you been waiting long?"

Ye Xi shook her head and waved the two movie tickets in her hand: "I haven't been waiting long either. It's just that today's movie Yasuo Wind Chronicles》 is about to start, and I heard there is a love triangle plot between the swordsman and an otherworldly beast spirit fox. I've been looking forward to it for a long time. If we don't leave now, we'll really miss the beginning."

Zhou Huai looked at her and nodded with a smile.

He very naturally reached out and held Ye Xi's hand.

The two of them headed towards the morning sun and ran toward the movie theater in big strides.

A breeze swept across the street, and a pet cat otherworldly beast by the roadside rolled over on a bench, comfortably basking in the sun. Everything was peaceful and vibrant.

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