The already dim sky was completely shrouded by calamity clouds and eerie green Death Qi.

Gale winds howled, thunder rolled madly within the clouds, and the Heavenly Dao trembled at this impending, extraordinary battle.

"Roar——!!"

Outside the pyramid, the immense Sphinx sensed its master's killing intent, its eyes erupted with scarlet blood-light, and it let out a roar that shook the heavens and earth.

Its giant claws plowed deep furrows into the black stone ground, ready to pounce on the madman who dared to provoke a god.

Inside the great hall, thunder and the Underworld River were locked in a stalemate.

In Zhou Huai's hand, the abyssal blood dragon spear, condensed from high-dimensional Law, had already manifested, its tip pointing straight at Anubis on the throne.

And in Anubis's hand, he clutched the Scepter of Death that exuded an aura of death.

Tensions were at a breaking point!

Only a tiny trigger was needed for a war of destruction capable of leveling the entire Ancient Egyptian Ruins to erupt.

However, at the critical moment when the mana in both their bodies was running wildly and they were about to unleash a fatal blow!

"Hum——"

A faint yet extremely unique fluctuation of Law emerged abruptly from the pile of withered wood chips beneath Zhou Huai's feet.

The two of them detected the strange fluctuation almost simultaneously; with tacit understanding, they stopped their movements, slightly reined in their world-destroying auras, and cast their gazes toward the ground in unison.

The pile of wood chips and withered statue that had originally lost all vitality and turned into dead objects were now glowing with an extremely blinding emerald light!

This light was faint, but its essence was chillingly unique; it was precisely the most core of the First World—the Origin Life Law!

"How is this possible?!" Anubis was greatly alarmed, the phantom of the Underworld River on his Scepter of Death fluctuating violently due to his shock, "Duan's devouring couldn't have failed; her Origin was clearly already..."

Under his gaze, an incredible scene unfolded.

Greenery, like a clear spring suddenly gushing forth in the desert, flooded the entire statue.

The withered wood became nourished again, and the gray, decayed color was replaced by a crystalline green.

Countless fine vines grew out from the wood chips, rapidly entangling and reforming.

In just a few short seconds, this wooden sculpture that originally had not the slightest trace of vitality had actually come to life!

The green light dissipated.

It transformed into the graceful and moving true appearance of Chun.

She was no longer that puppet-like Clone from a moment ago, but a physical entity possessing real flesh and blood, radiating a rich aura of life!

"Cough, cough..."

Having just revived, Chun coughed twice; her figure swayed, and she nearly fell to the ground.

She hurriedly used her hand to brace herself against a cracked low table nearby, forcing her weak body to steady itself.

At this moment, her face was still pale as paper, her forehead covered in fine cold sweat, having just experienced an unimaginable life-or-death tribulation.

However, despite her Physical Body and aura being weak to the extreme, this Clone of Chun—no, it should now be called her new true body—revealed a joyful smile.

She raised her head, her emerald eyes, now brimming with renewed vitality, looked at Anubis, who was still in extreme shock, and Zhou Huai, who had put away the abyssal blood dragon spear.

She panted and smiled.

"Everyone, I succeeded."

Meanwhile, in the Great Xia Country, the underground ruins of Simon City.

Amidst the charred ruins, Mr. Duan released the shriveled, withered husk in his arms.

He stood up and wiped away the tear that had not yet dried from the corner of his eye.

He stared at the teardrop on his palm, a self-deprecating smile appearing on his face.

"Humans truly are a pathetic species..."

Mr. Duan lowered his head, staring at his palm, his voice low, "Even after shattering the shackles of the Heavenly Dao, even after possessing power that transcends dimensions, one still cannot escape these most troublesome seven emotions and six desires. Sadness, attachment, reluctance... these useless emotions will only become stumbling blocks on the path to transcendence."

Having said that, his eyes turned cold, his fingers applied slight pressure, and he waved his hand casually.

With a ◈ Nоvеlіgһт ◈ (Continue reading) soft "pop," that crystalline teardrop was vaporized in mid-air by the black Law of Annihilation, leaving not even a trace of water vapor behind.

"The baggage of the old era should be left completely in the old era."

Mr. Duan straightened the black top hat on his head, his eyes once again recovering their absolute rationality and coldness.

He swept his gaze over Chun's corpse on the ground, his voice indifferent: "Next, it is time to find that variable called Zhou Huai. Since he dares to attempt to represent the Heavenly Dao, then I will completely crush his pride."

As he spoke, he tightened his grip on the silver cane in his hand and was just about to take a step.

However, just as he lifted his right leg, a sudden change occurred!

"Hum——"

Mr. Duan's figure paused, and he froze on the spot.

"What is going on?"

His brows furrowed, and his Qi and blood churned within him.

He lowered his head, staring at his right hand holding the cane.

He saw that beneath his fair skin, an eerie green light lit up without warning!

This green light spread madly throughout his entire body, following his blood vessels and meridians.

In less than a second, dense, spiderweb-like green veins had already appeared on the back of his hand!

"This is... the power of the Origin Water?!"

Mr. Duan stepped back half a step, his breath hitching.

"Rumble!"

He mobilized the massive high-dimensional Law within his body, using the black power of devouring to forcibly suppress this green energy running rampant inside him.

Violent fluctuations of Law rippled out from his body, and the surrounding charred ground could not withstand this pressure, beginning to collapse over a large area.

However, it was to no avail!

Those green energies were not only not annihilated, but instead, under the stimulation of the black Law, began to multiply even more crazily!

"Damn it!"

Mr. Duan let out a muffled groan; countless invisible green fungal spores were growing wantonly within his internal organs.

They transformed into extremely tough micro-vines, forcibly sealing his spleen, liver, and lungs; even his heart, which pulsed with high-dimensional Origin, was now wrapped in layer upon layer of dense green plants, intending to completely strangle his vitality!

Excruciating pain swept through his nerves, and he gasped for air.

"How troublesome..."

Mr. Duan simply gave up on walking.

He sat cross-legged directly on the charred ruins, placed the silver cane across his knees, formed hand seals with both hands, closed his eyes, and mobilized all his focus to engage in a life-and-death tug-of-war with the violent power of Origin within his body.

"I didn't expect that in the end, I would still be outplayed by you." He muttered to himself, his tone gloomy.

Just then, from deep within his mind, a burst of laughter like silver bells suddenly arrived.

"Giggle, giggle..."

The laughter was crisp and ethereal, yet carried endless mockery; it was precisely Chun's voice!

"Duan, you are too arrogant."