Chapter 722: Chapter 450: The First Layer of the Sea of Realms, Territory Fusion!

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    [Beep, New World No. 99 has birthed a Grand Lord (Zi Liyuan) and has begun integrating into the first layer of the Sea of Realms.]

    [Beep, detected Blue Star Human Race bases on the first layer of the Sea of Realms, New World No. 99 is automatically merging with it.]

    [Beep, merging the New World…]

    The sky-piercing pillar of light, initially only covering the [Death Castle], began to expand outward bit by bit.

    Very soon, it enveloped the outer city of the [Death Castle], the territories of allied Lords, and swiftly spread even further.

    It could be said that the sky-piercing pillar spread in all directions from the [Death Castle] as its center.

    Anywhere this light pillar covered began to gradually turn illusory.

    People, objects, buildings, cities… from physical entities, they gradually became ethereal, eventually disappearing amidst waves of spatial distortion, leaving only a dark void behind.

    Zi Liyuan sat in the main seat of the council hall, which had transformed from a place of brilliance to one of absolute darkness.

    Countless whispers seemed to disturb one’s mind, attempting to manipulate his Spirit.

    Unfortunately, from the depths of Zi Liyuan’s Spirit, a dazzling rainbow light emanated.

    In the next moment, the rainbow glow flickered in his Spirit, and those whispering voices paused abruptly, then vanished without a trace.

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    With a trace of death’s Divinity within him, utilizing the Rules of Death, he wasn’t afraid of the Evil God’s temptations at all.

    To be blunt, if he could fully master the Rules of Death, Zi Liyuan would undoubtedly be celebrated as a guest of honor by the emperors of the Four Ancient Empires.

    “Tsk tsk, merging the territory into the first layer of the Sea of Realms actually causes illusionary heart demons to descend, interesting.”

    At this moment, Zi Liyuan stood before a house, making a hesitant gesture to knock, yet never quite doing so.

    The house was old and even dilapidated, yet it was still his residence from a past life.

    This place held many memories, even those of his past life parents.

    Perhaps because Zi Liyuan stood at the door without knocking, the door opened automatically.

    Inside were the busy figures of his parents, both squeezed into a narrow kitchen, one washing vegetables, the other cooking.

    Fragments of deep-seated memories were gradually pulled forth.

    The family sat at the dining table, chatting and laughing over a meal.

    From a young age, he gradually grew, from his parents’ care to finally stepping into society, visiting home less and less.

    The beautiful side of memories unfolded before Zi Liyuan’s eyes.

    But as time passed, his parents aged, and he too grew from youth to middle age, to old age, finally bowing at a graveside.

    “When a child desires to care for their parents but they are no longer there; being able to accompany my parents through an entire life in an illusion, I suppose I should be thankful.”

    Zi Liyuan softly said, a touch of sadness quickly fading from his eyes.

    The power of the Nether Spirit burst forth instantly, effortlessly shattering the newly emerged illusion.

    Almost in an instant, it locked onto a target from the map overlay.

    A massive Life Origin, like a hanging little sun, radiated an evil crimson glow.

    “Indeed, only a dead enemy is the best enemy. How long has it been, and I’ve already stirred up such a big problem.”

    Truth be told, that Lord who used an altar to worship the Evil God had been defeated by Zi Liyuan and Shen Yurou, who thought they had fled, retreating from the Sea of Realms.

    Summoning an Evil God and such, how could it possibly be quiet?

    After all this time, there hadn’t been any news about them.

    Unexpectedly, they had laid a trap at the last moment.

    The integration of the New World with the first layer of the Sea of Realms would break the original world barriers formed by the rules of the Sea of Realms.

    Though the merging was swift, there were loopholes to be exploited during this process.

    Isn’t that what happened now?

    Zi Liyuan’s eyes seemed to pierce through space, directly piercing the dimensional barrier.

    In the crack between the world and dimension, an Evil God with five heads, twelve arms, and four legs exuded a bloodthirsty red glow, pairs of scarlet eyes locking onto him through space.

    “Merging channel, a mortal body can’t break the space barrier, but the Spirit’s mind can penetrate it, so you’re trying to suppress me with Spirit power, huh?”

    A barely noticeable smile appeared at the corner of Zi’s mouth.

    As a Necromancer, Spirit assaults were the least of his concerns.

    “Tsk tsk, playing with Spirit projection in front of the Grim Reaper, should I call you brave and fearless, or say you defy the heavens?”

    This was a demigod-level Evil God, unquestionably an existence above the Great Emperor.

    Chaos elements filled its Spirit, causing its Spirit power to be chaotic and impure.

    But, after all, the opponent was a demigod, with Spirit power far stronger than that of normal high-level beings.

    However, for Zi Liyuan, his Spirit had long transformed into a Nether Spirit, elevating its quality by a major step.

    If the opponent were a normal demigod, the Nether Spirit might not measure up, but since this was an Evil God, it was a different matter.

    With its Spirit power being chaotic and impure, it couldn’t unleash the true might of a demigod, so Zi Liyuan’s Nether Spirit had no major issue resisting it.

    Moreover, the merging channel wasn’t easy to enter; even Spirit penetration required a substantial cost.

    And now, Zi had shattered his opponent’s illusion, so of course, he wouldn’t foolishly let his own Spirit exit his body, allowing the opponent to take advantage.

    “Come on, if you’ve got guts, come in!”

    Extending his hand, he crooked his middle finger, laden with provocation.

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