319: Reversing the deathly aura, life gradually returns.

Dongfang Ling's body trembled even more violently, not because of the erosion of Death Qi, but because of the earth-shattering struggle within his heart.

Was the path ahead an unknown dragon's den and tiger's lair, or a true life-saving straw? Staying meant a slow and certain death.

Leaving... might be faster destruction, or perhaps... a new life!

It felt as if a long time had passed, yet also only an instant.

Dongfang Ling's tightly bitten lower lip finally relaxed, and a trace of bright red blood seeped out. All the confusion, fear, and doubt in his eyes were eventually drowned by that bone-deep, ultimate desire for life!

He suddenly looked up, and in those deathly still eyes, a light of determination erupted, unprecedented and like that of a dying beast!

"I'll... go!"

His hoarse voice seemed to have exhausted all his strength, every word carrying a tremor of burning his bridges.

"I'll go with you!" He tightly clutched the jade box, his knuckles cracking from the excessive force, as if it were his ticket to an unknown destiny.

Under the lead-gray sky of Rakshasa City, the Dark Merchant Guild's pavilion stood like a silent, lonely island. And this island was about to witness a desperate youth carrying the Star Remains embark on an unknown journey back toward the Godfall Di Clan and that mysterious Clan Chief, Di Shenglong.

The silhouette of the Godfall Di Clan seemed to pierce through endless space and slowly emerge within Dongfang Ling's resolute gaze.

"Is this... the Godfall Di Clan?"

Dongfang Ling's voice was hoarse and dry.

He raised his clouded eyes and looked toward the indescribable world beyond the entrance.

Dense Spiritual Qi almost condensed into tangible mist, flowing among exotic flowers and herbs; in the distance, mountains rose and fell, with Dragon-shaped phantom shadows coiling around the peaks, letting out low Dragon roars; above the sky was not the sun or moon, but a web of light woven from profound Law Divine Chains, casting magnificent and ever-changing shadows.

The silent, dying planet inside him seemed touched by this vast, boundless vitality and majestic power, throbbing very faintly before sinking back into a deeper stillness; the feedback was a suffocating sense of weakness that made him nearly unable to stand.

Just then, the space ahead rippled silently like water.

A figure stepped out from within, without earth-shaking pressure, yet instantly becoming the center of the entire Small World.

The newcomer had a tall and straight posture, wearing a black robe, with a young and handsome face, but deep eyes that held the vicissitudes of eternal ages.

It was the Di Clan Chief, Di Shenglong!

"Clan Chief!"

Di Lingxiao and Di Wushang bowed in greeting at the same time, their expressions respectful with heartfelt awe.

Dongfang Ling's body shook violently, and he instinctively wanted to bow, but was held up by an invisible and gentle force.

Di Shenglong's gaze fell upon Dongfang Ling; it was calm, yet seemed to contain the power to pierce through ten thousand worlds.

"Are you Dongfang Ling?"

"Yes... Junior Dongfang Ling greets Clan Leader Di!" Dongfang Ling answered hoarsely, enduring the trembling of his Divine Soul; the dead star inside him seemed to have nowhere to hide under this gaze, letting out a groan of being overwhelmed.

Di Shenglong nodded slightly, his vision piercing through Dongfang Ling's Physical Body to lock directly onto the dim, crack-filled Star Core hidden deep within the Dantian and Qi Sea.

In his deep eyes, a clear trace of surprise flashed for the first time.

"A world contained within the body? Unfortunately, this is not a world of life, but the end of deathly silence."

Di Shenglong hadn't expected that someone else would have a world inside their body besides himself, though the other party seemed different from him.

He stepped forward slowly, extending a finger with an indescribable Chaos luster swirling around the tip, gently pointing it toward Dongfang Ling's forehead.

"Do not resist."

The moment the fingertip touched the skin, Dongfang Ling felt an irresistible torrent surge in!

This power overbearingly washed through his Meridians, which were on the verge of collapse, forcibly suppressing the constantly leaking gray Death Qi and aiming straight for the core of that silent star.

"Argh—!"

Unimaginable pain instantly swept through his body, as if his entire Soul along with the planet inside him were to be completely torn apart and crushed, then forcibly fused back together the moment they were crushed!

Dongfang Ling's vision went black, his body convulsed violently, and countless tiny bloody gashes instantly burst open on the surface of his skin, only to be forcibly closed by the gentle vitality radiating from Di Shenglong's fingertip.

He gritted his teeth, blood seeping from the corners of his mouth, letting out low beast-like growls from his throat, relying entirely on a will that refused to sink into oblivion to hold on.

Di Lingxiao and Di Wushang watched from the side, their minds shaken.

Di Wushang's Asura Demonic Eyes stared intently at the ever-changing Law trajectories on Di Shenglong's fingertip, trying to capture a hint of the profound; this supreme method involving the Origin of life was full of fatal attraction even for him, a former Demon Venerable.

Di Shenglong's expression was solemn, the light at his fingertip becoming increasingly brilliant, as if he were forcibly reversing a long river of Laws rushing toward the end of death.

He clearly saw that the decay of the planet inside Dongfang Ling had deeply penetrated the Origin Laws, like a completely rusted gear; the resistance to forcibly reversing it was beyond imagination.

The boundless Di Yuan within him was consumed frantically, drawing upon the Small World's Origin to bolster himself; the Law Divine Chains interwoven across the sky suddenly lit up, and endless radiance converged upon him.

"Return to Origin, Trace the Stream!"

Di Shenglong uttered four profound syllables, like Great Dao mantras.

A grander, more primordial power of life, like the first ray of light at the dawn of creation, was forcibly poured into the core of that dead star!

Rumble!

Dongfang Ling's body suddenly jerked, as if something had exploded inside him!

It was no longer pain, but a throb and recovery originating from the deepest part of life!

In his Dantian and Qi Sea, the crack-filled gray Star Core suddenly erupted with a weak but incredibly stubborn light!

Wherever the light reached, the hideous cracks on the planet's surface began to heal slowly at a visible rate; the gray Death Qi, as if meeting its nemesis, let out sizzling shrieks and was forcibly dispersed by the light.

An even more shocking sight appeared!

On the surface of the planet's phantom shadow, hazy mist began to rise and gather, actually condensing into the prototype of rushing rivers!

Deep within the parched and cracked earth, dots of green stubbornly poked out, quickly spreading into patches of tender grassland!

In the vast oceanic regions, the azure waters began to ripple once more!

The entire planet seemed to have been pulled back from the edge of the cliff of death by an invisible giant hand, radiating a weak but real vitality once again!

With the recovery of vitality, inside that planet, some extremely strange embryonic forms of life began to be nurtured—Spirit Bodies!

They were not flesh and blood, but were nurtured by the fusion of the purest Origin energy and the recovering Laws of the planet.

They took various forms, some like leaping fire spirits, some like flowing water-shaped figures, some like condensed crystals, some like swaying vines, and some like gathered shadows... colorful and radiant, like countless lively points of light, cheering and dancing freely within that recovering Small World.

Their very existence emitted pure energy fluctuations of various attributes.

Most of the Death Qi on Dongfang Ling's body surface had dissipated, and a hint of color finally returned to his paper-white face.

He kept his eyes tightly shut, immersed in the immense shock and indescribable comfort of his internal world's rebirth, as if he had shed a yoke he had carried for eternity; crystal tears slid silently from the corners of his eyes.

Di Lingxiao and Di Wushang held their breath, the scene before them completely overturning their understanding.

Creating life, reversing deathly silence!

Di Wushang was shocked.

The Clan Chief's strength far exceeded his previous life!

The Clan Chief had already walked very far in the Di Domain!