After fusing with the origin of the small world, the consciousness of the clone will become the Heavenly Dao of the fused small world.
This process went smoothly, and the clone quickly touched the origin of the small world, rapidly merging its consciousness with the origin.
The body swiftly became one with the earth, merging with the entire small world.
Lu Yu stood in the air, sensing the changes occurring in the small world. If fusing with the temporal small world started the flow of time within, bringing development and change to all things,
then after the clone merged with the origin of the small world, life appeared in this world, and life began to be born.
The entire small world emanated a breath of life, and given time, this small world would indeed nurture unique creatures.
Once the clone completely merged with the origin of the small world, the heavens and earth began to change. The earth seemed like a curled-up infant with the small world as its womb.
Lu Yu glanced at the earth resembling an infant and understood that the clone needed a significant amount of time to exhibit considerable combat strength.
In a short period, effective combat power cannot be formed.
As the small world expands, the clone's power will continuously strengthen.
By then, the clone will emerge in its strongest form.
Lu Yu no longer paid attention to the clone, letting it develop freely, focusing on the world outside the small world.
Unknowingly, the small world had entered a place filled with demons everywhere.
The small world was hidden in the crevices of time and space, and unless Lu Yu actively used its power, demons below the myriad phenomena realm couldn't detect this colossal entity.
Swoosh! The small world was like a kunpeng, opening a deep abyssal mouth, swallowing masses of demons.
Low to mid-level demons fell into the small world, adding bricks and mortar to it, expanding the size of the small world bit by bit.
The spiritual realm demons falling into the small world were as if entering a death zone, struggling desperately to escape, and ultimately only meeting death.
This was still the small world's natural reaction in the absence of Lu Yu's attention to spiritual realm demons.
If spiritual realm demons struggle to survive in the small world, what more of demons in lower realms?
Directly, they are reduced to bones, becoming part of the small world.
The small world under Lu Yu's control was like a land-creating machine, continuously devouring demons in the void, expanding its size and area.
Bang! The small world "accidentally" swallowed a few myriad phenomena realm demons.
Before those phenomena realm demons could react, several beams of light fell from the sky, dissolving their figures within the light, their origin dissipating, absorbed by the small world.
The small world guided by Lu Yu was like a reaper in the "field of demons," frantically harvesting.
No demon could resist.
The massive commotion also attracted demons advancing and engaging in battle with the Martial Cultivators of the God Martial Realm. Lu Yu sensed a colossal aura approaching, with a faint expectation rising in his heart.
He also wanted to know how strong he was now?
Lu Yu, steering the small world, actively moved toward the approaching powerful aura.
Just as he was about to welcome a fierce battle, the heavens shattered, space and time collapsed, the void fragmented... Lu Yu couldn't describe the scene before himβeverything lost order.
A star-sized Saint Ancestor realm demon fell out of the shattered space, severely injured with its origin dissipating.
In a moment of distraction, Lu Yu saw numerous Saint Ancestor realm powerhouses battling fiercely in the other side of the space.
Boom! A demonic light severing the star river fell into the battlefield of the God Martial Realm's Martial Cultivators and demons, instantly annihilating more than ten phenomena realm Martial Cultivators and demons.
With no chance to resist, they simply vanished into thin air.
Even a dying Saint Ancestor realm cannot be resisted by phenomena realm Martial Cultivators.
The might of one blow shook Lu Yu's heart and mind.
The Saint Ancestor realm demon didn't pay attention to Lu Yu, who had ventured deep among demons. In the eyes of the Saint Ancestor realm demon, the myriad phenomena realm on the frontline was a better target.
It was about to perish, intending to take more human myriad phenomena realm along and ideally open a breach.
The massive body pressured the frontline, myriad phenomena realm Martial Cultivators retreating one after another.
Retreating before a Saint Ancestor realm demon wasn't cowardice.
Myriad phenomena realm simply couldn't withstand the power of the Saint Ancestor realm demon; not retreating would mean certain death.
Of course, even retreating might not ensure escaping the Saint Ancestor realm demon's attack.
In an instant, a space of the frontline battlefield looked as if bitten off by some monster, where both demons and Martial Cultivators vanished.
Gazing at the Saint Ancestor realm demon again, the large mouth on its bloated belly seemed to be chewing something.
A piece of cloth fluttering from its teeth indicated that the space just now was bitten off by the Saint Ancestor realm demon in one bite.
Myriad phenomena realm Martial Cultivators couldn't understand the power of the Saint Ancestor realm; they couldn't even perceive the attack trajectory or method, avoiding the Saint Ancestor realm demon's attack purely by luck.
It was an absolute crush between realms, the gap determining that myriad phenomena realm was fragile as a newborn in front of a Saint Ancestor realm.
Absolute crush brings despair.
Myriad phenomena realm Martial Cultivators were like headless flies, frantically trying to dodge the Saint Ancestor realm demon's attack.
Just as the Saint Ancestor realm demon was about to launch a third attack, the space beside it suddenly shattered, and a huge tortoise crawled out, most peculiar with a white bone flower growing on its back.
At the moment Lu Yu saw this figure, he knew its identity.
Immortal Demon Lord!
Precisely speaking, it was the Immortal Demon Lord's mount, the divine tortoise remnant.
However, since the divine tortoise remnant appeared here, it showed that the Immortal Demon Lord had also emerged.
The Saint Ancestor realm demon noticed the Immortal Demon Lord and slowly turned, and its aura was somewhat heavy.
Sitting behind the divine tortoise remnant, on the throne of the white bone flower, Immortal Demon Lord slightly raised his eyes, glancing at the Saint Ancestor realm demon before him.
"Scram!"
The voice wasn't loud yet reached everyone's ears clearly as if it were the sound of the Great Dao.
The Saint Ancestor realm demon raised a hand wanting to seize the tortoise, but as it reached the Immortal Demon Lord, the form suddenly froze, its entire origin dissipating, body crumbling inch by inch.
Everyone looked suspiciously at the Immortal Demon Lord, did he just shout the Saint Ancestor realm demon to "death"?
Soon someone realized, wiping nonexistent cold sweat, and said, "It wasn't him; the Saint Ancestor realm demon's origin was originally severely wounded. Even without anyone attacking, it would have eventually perished from origin dissipation."
Origin is merely how myriad phenomena realm Martial Cultivators perceive the Saint Ancestor realm, unable to comprehend the existence of the Saint Ancestor realm, only inferring from their own understanding.
To them, the most important thing is their origin; as their origin dissipates, it means death and path extinguishment.
While the Saint Ancestor realm has an origin, it is not the essence of the Saint Ancestor realm; world authority is its true essence.
The loss of world authority is the key to a Saint Ancestor realm's demise.
Only Saint Ancestor realm powerhouses can contend for world authority.
Myriad phenomena realm hasn't touched upon world authority, naturally unable to comprehend the existence or power of the Saint Ancestor realm.
Though everyone knew the death cause of the Saint Ancestor realm demon as excessive injury and depleted origin,
looking at the Immortal Demon Lord, their eyes were still filled with caution. They didn't understand the Immortal Demon Lord, but daring to shout "scram" in the presence of a Saint Ancestor realm demon was enough to make them wary.
No one approached the Immortal Demon Lord, allowing him to drive the divine tortoise remnant rampantly in the sea of demons.
When a peak myriad phenomena realm demon blocked the Immortal Demon Lord, without any battle breaking out, that peak myriad phenomena realm demon vanished without a trace.
Leaving only a pool of black water floating in the void.
Lu Yu withdrew his gaze looking afar, focusing his mind to face the strong enemies ahead.
Despite unwillingness to dwell on the previous events, a question lingered in his mind.
Who truly is the Immortal Demon Lord?
The first time Lu Yu met the Immortal Demon Lord, it was just a skeleton, known as Venerable White Bone.
Back then, it should have been at its weakest.
Compared to the current Immortal Demon Lord, it was simply worlds apart.
It's hard to believe the two are the same person.
What sparked greater curiosity was the identity of the Immortal Demon Lord before death.
Even in death, it remained so powerful, generating endless speculation about its identity when alive.
