Above the Heaven Fortune Domain, a majestic being materialized in the ethereal void before the Yin-Yang Harmony Temple.
This spectacle halted the breath of the observing apex experts. It was the Kun Peng Ancestor, seamlessly transitioning back into his human form. With a mere wave of his hand, the grand doors of the temple responded.
The Kun Peng Ancestor with a smile playing on his lips, crossed the threshold like a sovereign stepping onto his undisputed domain.
As he vanished within, the doors closed behind him with a finality that echoed through dimensions, sealing the chapter of his entrance. This closure, far from a mere physical act, released a collective sigh of relief that whispered like a gentle wind across realms and through the hearts of countless experts.
The brief existence of Kun Peng Ancestor in their midst had been a suffocating supremacy, an overwhelming presence that eclipsed the brilliance of even the most formidable beings.
His departure was not just a literal moving away, but a lifting of the immense pressure, a release of the held breath of an entire domain.
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In the desolate, frozen expanse, Liang materialized from the void, his form flickering with an ethereal glow. Beside him lay a lifeless figure—it was none other than the Red Lotus Paragon, her once-radiant aura now extinguished, leaving only a cold, empty shell.
Gazing upon the still form, Liang’s smile was tinged with bitterness. To counter the chaotic force emanating from the Red Lotus’s body, he had no choice but to completely burn away his void essence, a sacrifice that inflicted him with internal injuries despite his best efforts. Nonetheless, Liang deemed the price worth paying.
Suddenly, as if summoned by an unseen force, the Chaos rune materialized above the Red Lotus Paragon’s corpse, its intricate patterns pulsating with a malevolent energy. A chaotic wave of energy surged from the rune, washing over the Paragon’s body like a venomous tide.
But, nothing seemed to be happening in response. Liang’s brow furrowed in concern; such a phenomenon was unprecedented. Normally, when the Chaos rune appeared, its influence would dominate any opposing force, forcing it to submit or be consumed.
As Liang watched in growing trepidation, tendrils of chaos began to unfurl from within the Chaos rune, slowly enveloping the lifeless body like insidious vines. The chaotic tendrils writhed and pulsed, their malevolent energy threatening to corrupt the Paragon’s very essence.
With a resounding boom, a red rune, mirroring a lotus in its intricate design, burst forth from the Paragon’s body. This rune emitted multicolored waves, each wave a different hue, effectively blocking the assault of the Chaos rune. Liang’s eyes widened in surprise; he had never witnessed such a phenomenon before.
The only explanation was that, for some unknown reason, the Red Lotus Paragon’s rune repelled the Chaos rune’s influence, forcing it to adopt a different strategy.
Feeling challenged, the Chaos rune intensified in brightness, its pulsations growing more erratic and powerful. The very fabric of space seemed to shudder, with void cracks sprawling across the area like spiderwebs.
Suddenly, the Lotus rune flared with a blinding light, its multicolored waves intensifying until they formed a protective barrier around the Red Lotus Paragon’s body. The Chaos rune’s tendrils recoiled from the barrier, unable to penetrate its defenses.
Liang’s expression darkened, and he channeled an even greater surge of his energy into the Chaos rune. The rune vibrated with renewed vigor, releasing a burst of energy so powerful that it shattered the protective barrier, sending shards of multicolored light scattering across the void.
The Lotus rune flickered and dimmed, its energy waning. The Chaos rune seized its advantage, its tendrils lashing out and ensnaring the Lotus rune, draining its energy and corrupting its essence.
Liang’s face lit up with elation as the once vibrant Lotus rune began to lose its brilliance, its multicolored waves slowly diminishing until they were reduced to a mere whisper of a glimmer.
But Liang did not stop there. He continued to pour his power into the Chaos rune, urging it to devour the Lotus rune completely. The Chaos rune grew brighter and brighter, its tendrils tightening around the Lotus rune until it was nothing but a faint red glow.
The final crescendo came with a deafening roar as the Chaos rune devoured the Lotus rune, absorbing its power and essence. Insatiable, the Chaos rune sent tendrils of chaotic energy piercing the Paragon’s body, draining it of life. As the body disintegrated into a mist of energy, it too was consumed by the relentless Chaos rune.
"That was quite the spectacle, wasn’t it?" Liang said with a chuckle, watching the aftermath of the chaos runes’ fury. Yet, as his laughter faded, a solemn resolve took its place. His next objective was clear: he needed to secure a location to integrate the Red Lotus Rune fully.
Since he burned his void essence, Liang was now solely dedicated to the path of runic cultivation. Whether this transformation was to his detriment or advantage remained to be seen. However, one benefit was undeniable—he no longer had to mask his identity as a spirit cultivator, a freedom he quietly relished.
Soon, Liang arrived at the desolate cave. With practiced ease, he constructed several protective formations around his chosen sanctuary. Thus prepared, he commenced his cultivation.
As weeks swiftly passed, Liang emerged from his intensive cultivation, not only having fully absorbed the Divine Paragon Rune but also securing two unexpected boons. Contentment briefly danced across his features; the trials and tribulations faced in Frostfell had, against all odds, sculpted a fruitful venture. Though some losses were inevitable, the gains far outweighed them.
With his newly acquired strength and understanding, Liang knew it was time to leave Frostfell behind.
"It seems my journey here has reached its apex," he mused, a faint smile gracing his lips.
As Liang turned his back on Frostfell, he pondered, "The gathering no longer out of reach."
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Frostfell’s farewell was silent, its transformation monumental yet unseen
Yet, the narrative of Venia, the woman she captured, Earth Life Paragon, and others faded into irrelevance against the backdrop of his journey.
In fact, after Liang’s departure.Kun Peng City destiny unfolded as many would have predicted.
The fall of the Divine Paragon and the withdrawal of the Kun Peng deity plunged the city into a state of decline. Bereft of their Divine Paragon, the once divine city deteriorated into an ordinary, albeit grim, cityscape—a realm where cold, death, and robbery reigned supreme, starkly mirroring the chill that pervaded its air.