Transcendent Dawn

ꨡ[6Ba~oNy9: Chapter 0839: War Chapter 839: Chapter 0839: War Spirit World Eighth Layer.

A white whale, leisurely in its demeanor, glided through the Void.

On its back, it carried an entire world.

The massive white whale’s size was incalculable, its every movement stirring fierce storms.

Eventually, it reached a colossal World Tree.

This ancient tree’s roots penetrated the Void, its enormous crown shimmered with a seven-colored rainbow, similarly sheltering a world within.

Upon seeing this, the white whale charged directly into it.

Boom!

A tremendous crash echoed.

The two massive creatures collided, beginning a tussle.

At the same time, the worlds they carried began to merge.

At the onset of the fusion of the membranes.

A new landmass formed, bereft of any trace of plant or animal life, its surface shimmering like metal.

This was a specially reinforced temporary battlefield, even capable of accommodating the full force of the Divine!

“For the gods!”

Warriors from the World Tree, a group of blond, blue-eyed Caucasian men wearing ancient Greek style white robes, wielding spears and other weapons.

They shouted the names of their gods, stepping directly onto the sea and air, and charged into the battlefield.

In the sky, the god who controlled thunder and lightning descended with thunderbolts, seemingly to inspire their morale.

“Roar!”

On the other side, from the World of the White Whale, came various colossal beasts.

They roared, their enormous bodies causing the land around each step to tremble.

Countless armies gathered, initiating a bloody slaughter.

Not only them, but in the sky as well, were Divine beings fighting against divine beasts.

A dog full of chaos bit off the head of a deity, its head immediately smashed by another deity with a hammer.

The immortal Divine, here relegated to mere warriors, were harvested in waves.

Among the human pantheon, a deity draped in a white robe, wielding thunder, stepped forward, his presence radiating Supreme Level vibrations.

From the side of the divine beasts, a giant serpent capable of swallowing the stars also appeared.

The two Supreme Level deities clashed, their rippling waves causing continuous disasters in both worlds.

Crack!

Time passed unknowably.

The python had swallowed half of the Thunder Dominator’s body, while the Thunder Dominator’s spear was deeply embedded in the python’s right eye.

Boom!

Golden Divine Blood spilled, turning into a torrential blood rain.

This seemed to be a signal, causing the two entangled divine factions to separate, each retreating and licking their wounds.

Meanwhile, the war on the ground continued relentlessly.

…

“Is this the battlefield of the [Creator]?” Using cultivated worlds as chess pieces for their struggles?

Mr.

Su Lu stood in the Void, quietly observing the scene.

“Indeed…

choosing not to upgrade the world of Laplace was the right decision, otherwise a newly born world could never stand against such established worlds.”

Whether it was the World of the White Whale or the World of the Tree, both were clearly experienced in long transformations, everything for the sake of war, sparing no potential, Divine beings were plentiful.

The World of Laplace was just a newborn infant, utterly incapable of resistance.

“But…

what is this battle for?”

Su Lu was somewhat puzzled.

The breakthrough of a [Creator] seemed to lie in the world they had forged.

Once another [Creator] was nurtured within a created world, it might signify a breakthrough for the original creator.

Yet here, He somewhat failed to understand.

“Could it be that these worlds are all stakes?

As long as one side wins, they can plunder the world’s source from the other?”

The great worlds of these [Creators], each was equivalent to the combined sum of the Quality of the Realm of All Spirits and the Divine Realm that Su Lu had previously experienced; the world’s source was naturally extraordinary.

“If one could plunder ten or eight great worlds and pile them into one world, it would indeed make the world’s force incredibly dense, even producing more than a dozen ‘Sons of Destiny’, among which perhaps a [Creator] could be born?”

After all, Su Lu was already of the tenth order, and after a bit of thought, a possibility occurred to him.

He watched the World Tree entangled with the White Whale.

The battle between the two great worlds would clearly not end in a short time; stretching over hundreds of years, a thousand years, continuing for over a dozen generations, were all very possible scenarios.

He continued forward, wanting to enter the World Tree to investigate further.

“Eh?”

Just then, a voice of surprise came.

In Su Lu’s perception, atop the canopy of the World Tree, a humanoid creature suddenly appeared.

This was the World Tree’s [Creator]!

Also a tenth-order Occupational Person!

The other’s appearance resembled an elf, with exceedingly delicate features and slightly pointed ears, genderless.

At that moment, he used a Mysterious Language to invite, “A new [Creator]?

Welcome to the realm of Sia!”

For a seventh-order Occupational Person, fluency in languages and literature was not a problem, even if the other party used a completely new Mysterious Language, it was nothing for Su Lu.

After thinking it over, Su Lu followed the green light, entering the very top of the World Tree.

Here, a massive tree-shaped palace stood proudly, with various fountains of life-water flowing.

All sorts of Divine beings, flawless in appearance and form, either standing or sitting, playing harps, singing holy songs.

In their clustered core was the [Creator] Sia he had just seen.

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The other party was half-reclining on a couch, attended by Divine beings serving exquisite wine and food.

“Greetings to you, [Creator] of the World Tree!”

Su Lu entered the hall and nodded to Sia, “You may call me Su Lu!”

“Great [Creator], please sit!”

Sia invited Su Lu to another luxurious soft chair to lie down, and naturally, a female Divine being came over, placing a grape-like fruit into Su Lu’s mouth.

“Mr.

Su Lu, you are a solitary walker, aren’t you?” Sia looked at Su Lu and suddenly spoke, “You did not bring your own world with you…”

“Yes, after all, this place is very…

dangerous.”

Su Lu answered candidly.

Although a war was happening, Sia seemed indifferent, seemingly having an understanding with the [Creator] of the World of White Whale, casually saying, “I have seen many solitary [Creators]; they all think alike, some even completely abandon the worlds they created.”

About the promotion of a [Creator]…

Su Lu inquired, “Do they seek to find a new path?”@@novelbin@@

“Hehe…” Sia let out a pleasant laugh, “As long as you stay here long enough, many pieces of intelligence will come to you naturally…

In the eighth layer of the Infinite Space of the Spirit World, indeed, there are some Marvels very attractive to [Creators], and these are also the targets those solitary [Creators] wander in search of.”

“Oh?”

Su Lu involuntarily leaned forward, “What are they?”

“‘Source’!”

Sia lifted her right hand, conjuring a phantom blue light point, “Rumor has it, it comes from the ninth layer of the Spirit World, that ultimate everything…”