Abyssal Chronicles

"This world? What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Momo’s brows furrowed, her rainbow-colored eyes filled with bewilderment and doubt.

Asar had anticipated the black-haired girl’s reaction.

Considering her opponent was at her limit, Asar explained rather leisurely:

"I’m not talking nonsense. This world... was created by my great ancestor. Well, that’s not quite right. More precisely, this world came into being after my ancestor’s fall."

Asar’s tone carried an inexplicable sense of wisdom.

While speaking, she gazed proudly at the sky, surveying everything around her:

"According to this world’s time flow, my ancestor, the Radiant Emperor Lodgera Barolin who gave me this ninth-level inheritance, fell in this world. Back then, the Ancita continent was nothing but lifeless wasteland after the war. After falling, my ancestor’s body merged with the earth, bringing abundant life force to this continent, fostering the birth of all living things. Meanwhile, his shattered powerful soul merged with the world’s ecosystem, reshaping what became the continent’s soul cycle system, magic, and energy structure. Without exaggeration, without my ancestor, there would be no Ancita continent. Every part of this world contains remnants of my ancestor’s soul. In other words, I can command all the power in this world at any time."

Speaking thus, as if to prove her point to the black-haired girl, Asar slowly raised her hand and extended one finger.

As white-gold light rippled in Asar’s eyes, the entire sky and surrounding space began to tremble. No... strictly speaking, the entire world began trembling at her will.

In an instant, Panic and confusion spread like a virus across the vast Ancita continent.

Almost everyone looked around in shock, feeling power continuously draining from their bodies and converging eastward.

--"What... what’s happening?"--

All the magic, energy, and holy power in heaven and earth, whether floating in nature or concentrated within living beings, began gathering toward the Dead Sea domain at Asar’s call. As this power gathered around Asar, her presence began rising steadily, and the white-gold divine power that had been consistently suppressed by shadow power gradually showed signs of counterattack.

But this was merely a portion of the power Asar had summoned.

As the continent’s power gathered at her call, Asar’s strength would undoubtedly increase further.

Feeling the terrifying power fluctuations gathering around her, Asar’s lips curved slightly upward in an arrogant smile.

"You see? I can freely command this world’s power. Not just holy power users - magic, battle energy, and the endless power contained in heaven and earth, I can command it all. Now do you believe me?"

Asar asked with a smile.

To this, Momo just coldly snorted:

"So what? It’s just a bunch of garbage power gathered together. Even with the whole world’s power, what of it?"

"Hehe, say what you will. That’s not the main point anyway. What I mainly wanted to tell you is that this world belongs to me. Belongs to me... you know what that means, right? After all, Mengxi must have told you quite a bit about my inheritance."

"..."

"My ability Price of Blood can, when I die, make soul sharers who possess part of my soul die in my place to rewrite the fact of my death. Therefore, the more soul sharers I have, the more powerful I am. The reason my ancestor only had about fifty soul sharers was mainly because... the amount of soul that can be cut and separated is limited, and creating powerful soul sharers requires sacrificing more soul. To prevent his soul sharers from being too easily killed by enemies, my ancestor chose only powerful beings. That’s why you thought I could only have about fifty soul sharers. In fact, if I lower the standards, I can have far more soul sharers. As I said before, my ancestor’s soul has long merged with this world’s ecological cycle system. Every life born in this world merges with part of my ancestor’s soul, and because new lives’ souls are initially very fragile, my ancestor’s soul power can..."

"F*ck, why all this rambling?!"

Momo had no patience to listen to others babble, directly interrupting Asar’s words,

"What soul this and standards that. What are you trying to say?! Just say it directly!"

"..."

Having her proud self-introduction interrupted made Asar’s brows furrow, displeasure flashing on her face.

"Tch... really, such an unromantic one. Shouldn’t you normally listen patiently to the boss’s explanation? And here I was kindly giving you time to recover..."

Sighing helplessly and shaking her head, Asar coldly glanced at the black-haired girl.

After being interrupted, Asar no longer felt like explaining patiently, instead directly telling the black-haired girl the conclusion:

"In short... except for you and Mengxi who came from the outside world from the start, almost everyone in this world is my soul sharer."

"?!!!"

"What?"

Although she had roughly guessed what Asar wanted to say, when these words actually came from the Child of Destiny’s mouth, Momo couldn’t help but show an uneasy expression. Yumo in the consciousness space fell into even deeper silence, slowly burying her head between her knees.

"Everyone... is... your soul sharer?"

"Yes."

Asar smiled contemptuously:

"So what does it matter if you kill me dozens of times? Even if you could kill me hundreds or thousands of times? So what?! I still have thousands upon thousands of soul sharers! Do you have that much stamina?!! Can you do it?!"

Slowly raising her hand to her chest, Asar proudly declared:

"Lady Yumo, you are indeed powerful. But unfortunately... you are destined to be unable to kill me. This world! Is my greatest trump card!! My greatest backing!!"

Hearing these words, the black-haired girl fell silent. Not just her, but Xiao and Mengxi on the giant tree near Vinati also fell into an eerie silence.

At this moment, Even the usually composed Xiao couldn’t help but show terror in his eyes, his handsome face covered in darkness, his emotions clearly hitting rock bottom.

"How, how can this be? Everyone on the continent is a soul sharer?! Doesn’t that mean..."

Some words, Xiao seemed unwilling to say directly.

However, Mengxi beside him spoke the hard-to-accept truth for him,

"Sister will lose."

Staring at Asar’s increasingly swelling presence in the screen, Mengxi’s beautiful purple eyes also showed deep concern.

"If this continues... the trial will fail..."

Although these words were muttered by Mengxi biting her lip, talking to herself, they were still caught by Xiao.

For a moment,

Xiao’s gaze toward Mengxi seemed to become complicated:

"Fail?... If Lady Yumo is defeated... doesn’t that mean you Chosen Ones completed the trial? How can you speak of failure?"

"..."

Hearing this, Mengxi fell silent, and after contemplating the projected screen for a long while,

Mengxi sighed deeply and revealed a fact that Xiao had never expected.

"Actually... we Chosen Ones... were never the subjects being tested in this trial."