"No harm?" Lei Chen's consciousness projection shook its head slightly, its tone carrying an undeniable insight. "We both understand that Space-Time Turbulence is the might of the cosmos. Forcibly altering its trajectory bears a backlash far beyond'some minor consumption.' Your old injuries were likely agitated by it, weren't they?"
The Silver Dragon King was silent for a moment, knowing that concealment was meaningless before this controller who shared a common origin with the plane itself. She let out a low dragon's hum, tinged with a trace of imperceptible pain. "Correct. The old wounds were indeed agitated, and my origin was shaken. It will likely require some time to recover."
"Although this place is good, it is not the best location for healing. I must return to the ancestral land of the dragon race—the Dragon Valley Small World—to enter seclusion. Only then can I completely stabilize my injuries and restore my power."
Her massive dragon head turned towards the direction of Lei Chen's projection, her gaze intense. "Lord of the Plane, the Divine Realm has departed, and our covenant is formed. I hope you do not forget the promise you previously made to my Spirit Beast race. When I emerge from seclusion, I wish to see a new order."
Lei Chen's projection rippled with a gentle yet resolute fluctuation, like an echo of the entire plane's promise. "Your Majesty Silver Dragon King, please be at ease. My word to you is absolute."
"When you emerge healed from seclusion, you will undoubtedly see a world utterly different from the present one—Spirit Beasts will no longer need to fear falling for their spirit rings, and heavenly tribulations will also be blocked by me. This is my guarantee to you."
Sensing the sincerity contained within Lei Chen's words, the last trace of doubt in the Silver Dragon King's eyes dissipated. She gave a slight nod of acknowledgment. However, just as she prepared to depart and dive into the Dragon Valley Small World to begin her long seclusion, she seemed to hesitate.
Then, she raised a dragon claw. In its palm, a faint yet intensely violent and destructive dark golden sphere of light slowly manifested.
The sphere was no larger than a fist, but within it, countless dark golden dragon shadows seemed to struggle and roar, emitting a heart-palpitating pressure.
This was precisely the most pure core of origin that had escaped into the Space-Time Turbulence after the Golden Dragon King's self-detonation!
The Silver Dragon King gazed at this origin core, her violet eyes filled with complex, indescribable emotions—sorrow, remembrance, and a certain resoluteness. A crystal-clear dragon tear silently slid from the corner of her eye, shimmering faintly in the dim underground space.
She looked for a long time, as if bidding a final farewell to her other half. Finally, she took a deep breath and gave her claw a gentle push. That dark golden sphere instantly pierced through space, soundlessly merging into the body of the Imperial Auspicious Beast, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion, who was peacefully slumbering in the core region of the Star Dou Great Forest.
After completing this act, the Silver Dragon King's aura seemed to weaken a fraction further. She looked at Lei Chen, her voice carrying a hint of entreaty. "This is the last thing my other half... the Golden Dragon King... left in this world."
"It is currently extremely weak and requires powerful bloodlines and fortune to nurture and slowly recover. The Three-Eyed Golden Lion bears the fortune of Star Dou and is the most suitable vessel. During my seclusion, I hope you can watch over it for me."
Lei Chen's projection made a solemn promise. "The Golden Dragon King's legacy should not end here. Rest assured, Silver Dragon King. As long as I am here, I will ensure the Imperial Auspicious Beast remains unharmed, quietly awaiting the day the Golden Dragon King's origin recovers."
Having received Lei Chen's renewed assurance, the Silver Dragon King said no more.
Her enormous dragon body slowly coiled, erupting with intense silver light. An ancient and hidden spatial passage slowly opened behind her. At the other end of the passage, the faint scene of a strange world could be glimpsed—countless dragon bones floating and soaring dragon qi.
That was the final pure land of the dragon race, the Dragon Valley Small World.
With a flash of silver light, the Silver Dragon King's figure completely vanished into the passage. The spatial passage then slowly closed. The underground space returned to its former silence, leaving only the faint residual dragon might of the Silver Dragon King, proof of her having lain dormant here for countless years.
Having bid farewell to his most important ally, Lei Chen's consciousness returned to the depths of the plane's origin. He, too, had tasks he needed to accomplish.
Now, it was time for him, the Lord of the Plane, to coalesce a perfect body capable of freely traversing the heavens and the earth.
The seven-colored humanoid projection manifested during the earlier confrontation with Tang Hao and Ah Yin was merely a temporary avatar formed by the plane's power, not real flesh and blood. It also could not long bear his increasingly powerful plane's will. He needed a body of his own, a true one.
"Coalesce!"
With a low shout from Lei Chen's consciousness, the entire Sea of Plane Origin boiled. Vast, majestic plane origin power converged from every corner of Douluo Star like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, gathering madly at the plane's origin point.
Seven-colored light shone brilliantly. That was the fundamental origin manifestation of the seven elemental laws constituting the world: earth, water, fire, wind, light, darkness, and space.
These lights intertwined and coiled like the most masterful craftsmen, beginning to use the plane's origin as a foundation to mold a perfect body worthy of the Lord of the Plane.
Simultaneously, with a thought from Lei Chen, the fragmented Thunder God Origin he had long since found and preliminarily refined was also activated.
A wisp of violet-gold lightning energy, imbued with an aura of judgment and destruction, roared like an unruly thunder dragon, charging into the coalescing seven-colored light sphere.
This wisp of Thunder God Origin was not for directly inheriting the thunder god position. Instead, it served as the core and catalyst, destined to completely merge into this newborn body, becoming an innate part of its authority. This laid the most solid foundation for Lei Chen to personally reforge the complete thunder god position in the future and utterly transform it into the Douluo Plane's authority of heavenly punishment.
The seven-colored light and the violet-gold thunder clashed and fused violently, emitting a soul-shaking hum. The process lasted for an unknown duration—perhaps an instant, perhaps ten thousand years.
Finally, all the light and energy completely retracted inward. A perfect male body quietly floated within the plane's origin.
He appeared to be a youth of roughly twenty years. His black hair cascaded like a waterfall, naturally falling, with faint traces of seven-colored light flickering at the ends. His figure was tall and well-proportioned, every inch of his skin seemingly carved from the finest divine jade, containing explosive power and perfect affinity with the laws.
His features were exceptionally handsome: sword-like eyebrows, starry eyes, a high-bridged nose, and well-defined lips. Yet, combined, they exuded a transcendent calm and majesty, like ancient, enduring mountains or the all-encompassing starry sky.
Most peculiar was the faint seven-colored halo naturally emanating around him, as if cloaking him in a hazy divine radiance, proclaiming his noble status as the Lord of the Plane.
And at the center of his brow, a vivid violet-gold lightning mark was quietly imprinted, faintly flashing with electric arcs and emanating a heart-palpitating aura of judgment. That was precisely the mark of having fused with that wisp of Thunder God Origin!
Lei Chen gently clenched his fist, feeling the surging power within this new body and the sense of control intrinsically linked to the entire plane. The corner of his mouth curved into a satisfied arc.
"Now then, it is time to truly begin reforming this world."