Chapter 4581: The Boat May Be Strong, But It Can Still Break
Within the sea of flames, the bubble creature appeared, screaming in agony.
Lin Moyu heard its cry for the first time so harsh and piercing, it sounded like countless needles stabbing the soul.
Beyond its thousands of eyes, it also had thousands of mouths, all shrieking in chorus.
Amid the screams, its weakness was fully exposed.
Its soul was weak and could not withstand the burning of the Flame of World Destruction a power that had grown even fiercer after refining the remains of worlds.
For those with weak souls, the Flame of World Destruction was a lethal weapon.
The bubble creature rolled in the fire, completely engulfed. Its death was just a matter of time.
The Primal Chaos Stone clicked its tongue: "This fire is truly something."
Lin Moyu replied, "Even you can't identify this fire, so of course it's powerful."
The Stone corrected him: "That's not quite right. There are lots of flames I haven't seen, but they're just too weak to bother with."
Lin Moyu didn't bother arguing it didn't matter.
If even the knowledgeable Stone couldn't recognize the fire's origin, it showed how extraordinary the Flame of World Destruction was.
Not only could it refine worlds and remnants of creation, but it was also a supreme tool for destroying souls far beyond most treasures, even rivaling the Ferry of Tribulations.
In Lin Moyu's mind, the Flame's power surpassed even the Calamity Scepter.
Why did that mysterious master entrust him with the Flame?
Who was the mysterious master within the great world?
Lin Moyu had seen only a shadow, unable to ascertain the person's identity, enshrouded in mystery.
The bubble creature was finally burned to ash, soul devoured by the Flame becoming its fuel.
After its death, Lin Moyu saw a wisp of primordial qi emerge from its soul, which the Flame of World Destruction also consumed.
"Leftover primordial qi it seems different from what's in my storage space," Lin Moyu mused.
With a single glance, he could instinctively distinguish the two though the difference was subtle, only he might notice it.
Previously, he'd observed that the primordial qi in world remnants was also distinct from his own.
The Stone commented: "That's normal different worlds, after all. Even if their sources are identical, they end up unique."
"The creatures here also receive primordial qi, but without Chaos rules, they fail to fully digest it.
What doesn't get digested dissipates at death. When the master refines their soul with the Flame, any residual primordial qi emerges."
Lin Moyu asked, "Do all creatures here possess primordial qi?"
The Stone shook its head: "Not necessarily. Life is split into two forms virtual, like the one just now, which was formed from primordial qi for some reason and has no physical body.
The other is real, born from the fusion of world essence and primordial qi, then refined they have a physical form.
Essence that crossed Chaos absorbed enough rules, and they've almost always fully digested their primordial qi making them much stronger. The master should be careful."
Lin Moyu smiled: "If I really can't beat them, I'll smash them with you."
The Stone replied: "I guarantee you'll hit every time."
The soul avatar dispersed, the Flame of World Destruction returned, and after consuming a wisp of primordial qi grew even stronger.
By now, the fire had refined three distinct types of primordial qi, each iteration boosting its power. Lin Moyu felt it was evolving, using primordial qi as fuel to transform.
Such evolution was very difficult the fire began refining worlds, then souls. Eventually, simple soul refinement wasn't enough, and it even began selecting worlds, ignoring ordinary ones.
Later, the Flame itself seemed to require domain refinement, and now it had gone as far as refining entire worlds.
But worlds were hard to come by; primordial qi could substitute.
In a sense, primordial qi represents world essence, containing all its quintessence.
Lin Moyu had once given the Flame as much primordial qi as it could absorb until it wouldn't take any more, meaning his world's primordial qi had been fully digested.
As a result, the Flame's power jumped a level; after devouring world remnants, it grew even stronger.
At that point, Lin Moyu sensed the fire could easily kill ordinary Chaos cultivators, burn major ones to death, and threaten perfectionists.
If it could absorb more primordial qi, it might even threaten Supremes.
Now, the deepest wilderness's creatures contain residual primordial qi perfect fodder for the Flame of World Destruction.
"Did Calamity Supreme once hunt here to obtain primordial qi?" Lin Moyu wondered.
To break past the Supreme bottleneck, primordial qi was essential making this a prime hunting ground, though nothing easy.
But for Calamity Supreme, it should have been possible.
The Ferry of Tribulations pressed forward; here, all sense of direction vanished, and space itself faded away Lin Moyu didn't know where he was going.
Xiaoshu couldn't guide him, space powers restricted.
The Stone admitted ignorance: this was his first time in the world's origin, and they all varied, so nothing served as reference.
The Ring of Causality's effect was greatly diminished here, but at least it still functioned.
Lin Moyu used it, planting causes to seek a way forward failing several times, until after ten or so attempts he finally succeeded.
The trail was faint; Lin Moyu sensed that success was never guaranteed, but had little alternative for now.
After barely getting a result, he picked a direction and continued flying.
The Stone warned: "Your ferry is strong, master, but be careful. Here, it might just get smashed."
The Ferry of Tribulations was a treasure born of world essence and primordial qi.
Once it had intelligence and was famed for defense, but later was smashed, its spirit destroyed.
No defense is truly invincible especially here, where its protection was weakened, and it could genuinely be broken if careless.
"With luck," the Stone added, "you might find rare materials to repair it perhaps even make it stronger than before."
"The broken ferry should be able to refine itself if provided the right stuff."
Lin Moyu sensed a glimmer: "Can it recover its wisdom?"
The Stone replied: "Of course! Nothing's impossible in this world. If beings dead for billions of years can revive, restoring its intelligence is possible just difficult."
"The specific method do you want to know?"
The Stone wore such an annoying expression, waiting for Lin Moyu to humbly beg for the answer.
Lin Moyu didn't care about dignity. "Please, enlighten me."
The Stone was delighted, "Since the master asked so sincerely, I'll gladly share…"
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