Spirit Avatar!
In an instant, a dazzling pink light burst forth from the palm of the beautiful woman.
It was a peculiar Begonia flower, its petals composed of white and pink hues.
The flower was breathtakingly beautiful, as if carved from the purest crystal in the world.
With the appearance of this Begonia flower, a dense life aura instantly swept across the area, dispersing the remnant destructive miasma.
Not only that, but pink petals also began to drift down.
The two Spirit Kings, whose faces had turned pale after inhaling a small amount of the miasma, watched as their complexions rapidly regained a healthy rosy color, and their internal injuries healed immediately.
“This is… the Nine Heart Begonia?!”
As a transmigrator, he was all too familiar with this Spirit.
It was the most unique and unusual support-type Spirit in all of Soul Land.
It was inherited through a single bloodline; only two inheritors could exist in the world at any given time.
No matter how many Spirit Rings were added, the Nine Heart Begonia always had only one Spirit Skill—mass healing.
As long as a person still had a single breath left, the Nine Heart Begonia could pull them back from the gates of hell.
Only the Ye family possessed the Nine Heart Begonia Spirit on the continent.
That little girl was Ye Lingling, and the Spirit Saint was naturally her mother—the current matriarch of the Nine Heart Begonia family.
Ling Ye analyzed the situation based on the information he possessed.
The life-attribute Nine Heart Begonia Spirit, and the ultimate destruction of the Destruction Begonia Emperor…
Ling Ye raised his head once more to look at the 100,000-year heavenly tribulation that could descend at any moment.
A plan—so insane it could overturn all common sense in Soul Land—gradually took shape in his mind.
“Since I’m going to be struck down by the heavenly tribulation and reduced to ashes anyway…” A fanatical and wicked arc curled at the corner of Ling Ye’s mouth.
A flash of madness shone in his deep purple eyes.
“Then I might as well go all out and place a big bet.”
Sacrifice!
To offer one’s soul, cultivation, physical body, and everything else to a human Spirit Master without reservation.
A Spirit Ring created by this method would not only be 100% absorbable by the Spirit Master (without rank restrictions), but it would also grant the Spirit Master a top-tier 100,000-year Spirit Bone.
But what Ling Ye intended to do was no ordinary sacrifice.
He wanted to preserve his own soul and consciousness, becoming the unique “Intelligent Spirit Ring” in all of Soul Land!
“Ye Lingling, Nine Heart Begonia… What a perfect vessel!” Ling Ye laughed wildly in his heart.
Although the Nine Heart Begonia possessed life force, it was restricted by the Spirit’s curse; it had no offensive power and, being inherited through a single bloodline, made reaching the rank of Titled Douluo extremely difficult.
But what if his Destruction Begonia Emperor—a God of Destruction with 100,000 years of cultivation history, representing the ultimate destruction—were fused into it?
Life and death intertwined, Yin and Yang complemented each other, existence and oblivion depended on one another.
Ling Ye possessed the memories and insight of his previous life; he was extremely familiar with the rules of Soul Land, and even the Divine Realm.
The Goddess of Life and the God of Destruction were originally the most powerful God-Kings in the Divine Realm.
If he could simultaneously plant the seeds of Life and Destruction within Ye Lingling’s body, using his 100,000-year foundation and the theoretical knowledge from his past life…
He had high confidence in raising Ye Lingling into a deity that transcended the mortal world.
“As long as she becomes a god, I, as her Intelligent Spirit Ring, will naturally ascend alongside her and reshape my own divine body.”
“More importantly…” A flash of violent crimson passed through Ling Ye’s eyes.
“Once I raise this little girl to the level of Titled Douluo… Clear Sky Sect’s hammers, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect’s pagodas, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan’s dragons—I will shatter everything you take pride in and cast it into the abyss of destruction.”
This was a huge gamble.
The stakes were Ling Ye’s unparalleled 100,000-year Spirit Beast body, cultivated over three hundred years, and all his cultivation.
If Ye Lingling died prematurely or couldn’t withstand the conflict between Life and Destruction, Ling Ye’s divine soul would be completely extinguished, without even a chance at reincarnation.
But was Ling Ye afraid?
The answer was obvious.
“Rather than linger here, waiting for death to arrive, I would rather seize my destiny in my own hands.”
Determination and cold resolve flashed in Ling Ye’s deep purple eyes.
Without any hesitation, his suffocating, vast 100,000-year Spiritual Power surged out from his damaged soul body.
This mental pressure contained no killing intent, but to ordinary Spirit Masters, it felt as if Mount Tai itself was crushing down upon them.
Thud!
Thud!
The two Spirit Kings above Rank 50 didn’t even have time to cry out before their eyes rolled back and they collapsed like piles of mud onto the scorched black earth, completely losing consciousness.
“Not good! Lingling, run—!”
As a Seven-Ring Spirit Saint, Ye Qingxian barely managed to retain a sliver of clarity thanks to her Spirit Avatar.
However, under the absolute suppression of a 100,000-year Spirit Beast, her proud Spirit Power felt like frozen water, unable to flow in the slightest.
Finally, her vision went black, and her slender body collapsed powerlessly to the ground.
The Nine Heart Begonia, radiating dense life aura, also dissipated into the air.
“Mother!”
The sudden turn of events threw the fourteen-year-old Ye Lingling into extreme panic.
She threw herself desperately beside Ye Qingxian, her trembling hands checking her mother’s breathing.
Only after confirming her mother had merely fainted did she barely manage to breathe a sigh of relief, but what followed was an even deeper fear.
Rustle, rustle, rustle…
A chilling scraping sound echoed around them.
Ye Lingling looked up in terror to see countless thick purple-black vines bursting forth from the surrounding ground.
Encircled by those vines, the massive main body of the Destruction Begonia was slowly approaching her.
“No… don’t come closer…”
Ye Lingling collapsed to the ground, her legs weak and completely unable to stand.
Her usually cold eyes were now filled with tears of fear, and her delicate body trembled violently like a leaf in the wind.
Facing the terrifying 100,000-year Spirit Beast, Ye Lingling, a Spirit Master who had just broken through Rank 30, felt as if her very soul was about to be crushed by that domineering aura.
Just as her consciousness was about to sink into darkness—
Hum—
A strange ripple spread out, and the destructive aura pressing down on her suddenly lightened.
Dazedly, Ye Lingling opened her eyes to see a faint, human-shaped figure slowly descending from the massive deep purple flower crown, finally stopping less than three feet away from her.
He was an extremely handsome young man.
He had wild, long, deep purple hair, and his sharp, perfect features seemed like the proudest masterpiece of the heavens.
Yet his nearly transparent soul body was covered with shocking cracks, dark golden energy constantly seeping from them.
It was Ling Ye.
Ling Ye looked down at the little girl collapsed on the ground.
“W-what exactly do you want with us…” Ye Lingling bit her lower lip, forcing down the fear in her heart as she asked in a trembling voice.
Ling Ye spoke bluntly and quickly, but every word struck Ye Lingling’s heart like a heavy hammer: