Chapter 1485: That Glimmer of Dawn

Darkness.Endless darkness.

Zhou Yuan’s figure was buried deep within layers of darkness. Twisted power and malevolence surged towards him like a tide, gradually corrupting his mind.

Boundless malevolence and savagery rose within his heart, as if aiming to corrupt him into the most evil being in the world.

The ancient dragon's roar emanating from the Ancestral Dragon Scripture, which was circulating within him, also gradually weakened under the encroaching darkness.

Zhou Yuan's strength was far too weak compared to the Sacred God's Will and the Absolute God Curse Poison. He was so weak that he could barely withstand the residual aftershocks as those two terrifying forces eroded each other.

Zhou Yuan understood the peril he was in. His original plan was to draw in the power of the Sacred God's Will and the Absolute God Curse Poison, then use the Ancestral Dragon Scripture to control and eventually merge them. He believed the resulting fused power could elevate him to an unprecedented realm.

However, after his attempts during this period, he discovered that while the idea was beautiful, reality was cruel. He was too weak to even influence the Sacred God's Will and the Absolute God Curse Poison, causing his entire plan to fail at the very first step.

His own power was continuously eroding. If his strength were to completely dissipate without being replenished, he would perish there.

Yet, Zhou Yuan knew he had given his all, but even so, he felt his consciousness and clarity slowly fading.

The risk he had taken was too extreme; it was no wonder he himself felt it was a death-defying gamble with no chance of survival.

Zhou Yuan had anticipated this outcome. What he was doing was merely a high-stakes gamble. If he didn't choose this path, he and Yaoyao would never see each other again. And if that were the case, what was there to fear about death?

"I won't give up," Zhou Yuan murmured repeatedly in the darkness. But gradually, his whispers became intermittent, even somewhat incoherent.

If one could peer through the deepest darkness, they would find that Zhou Yuan's body had been reduced to just a head, floating in the void. His face was grotesquely contorted, presenting a chilling and eerie sight.

Countless black lines crawled across his face, squirming under his skin like black earthworms. At that very moment, even his remaining head was beginning to melt away.

"Am I... dying?" "Yaoyao..." "I'm sorry." Low murmurs escaped him as Zhou Yuan's consciousness was about to completely sink.

However, in that instant, a mysterious ray of purple-gold light suddenly flashed forth from the depths of his mind. This purple-gold light seemed to be a mysterious substance, appearing both real and ethereal, flowing within his brain.

Zhou Yuan's mind was drawn to it. On that mysterious substance, he sensed a familiar aura.

That aura... it was Yaoyao! It was a divine substance Yaoyao had left within him a long time ago!

This sudden change caused Zhou Yuan a momentary lapse in concentration. But then, he discovered that with the appearance of this divine substance, the surrounding powers of the Sacred God's Will and the Absolute God Curse Poison seemed to be provoked. They showed covetousness and greed, then surged directly into Zhou Yuan's head, attempting to devour this divine substance.

Thus, the Sacred God's Will, the Absolute God Curse Poison, and the divine substance became intertwined within Zhou Yuan's mind, continuously eroding each other.

The conflict within his head caused Zhou Yuan excruciating pain, feeling as if his skull would burst.

However, he did not stop this struggle. Instead, at that very moment, he suddenly experienced a profound realization.

Previously, the Sacred God's Will and the Absolute God Curse Poison were too overbearing for him to merge and control them with the Ancestral Dragon Scripture. But now, a new force had emerged alongside these two terrifying powers.

That divine substance was not overly aggressive. Its presence could perfectly serve as a balancing element between the Sacred God's Will and the Absolute God Curse Poison.

Zhou Yuan's power level was too low to act as a balancer, but this divine substance was clearly sufficient!

His thoughts raced for a moment. Finally, Zhou Yuan unhesitatingly seized this last opportunity. With a shift of his will, an ancient dragon's roar echoed in his mind. A spectral dragon shadow flickered into existence, coiling like a dragon cauldron, and within it, the powers of the three terrifying entities became entangled.

As the Ancestral Dragon Scripture circulated, the dragon cauldron seemed to burn intensely, searing the three terrifying forces within.

The Ancestral Dragon Scripture was rumored to originate from the Ancestral Dragon, its profound mysteries undeniable. Previously, Zhou Yuan couldn't refine and merge the Sacred God's Will and the Absolute God Curse Poison due to his own power level. But now, with a divine substance acting as a buffer, alleviating the pressure, its renewed operation finally showed results.

As the dragon cauldron burned, a wisp of miraculous energy slowly rose from it. This wisp of energy was extremely faint, but as soon as it appeared, it merged into Zhou Yuan's head.

In that instant, Zhou Yuan felt ecstatic as he realized his nearly depleted power was recovering at an astonishing rate.

Furthermore, he clearly perceived that the power level of that miraculous wisp seemed even vaster and more mysterious than his previous Saint power.

At that moment, he understood that his audacious idea truly had a chance of success!

He dared not be complacent. He kept his mind focused, circulating the Ancestral Dragon Scripture, and maintaining the cauldron's calcination.

Subsequently, with the neutralizing buffer of the divine substance and the calcination of the dragon cauldron, the continuously surging powers of the Sacred God's Will and the Absolute God Curse Poison began to yield wisps of miraculous energy, which Zhou Yuan absorbed.

Consequently, in just a brief moment, Zhou Yuan's severely damaged body, reduced to only a head, began to visibly repair itself.

His newly formed body, like something cast from glazed jade, emanated wondrous halos. Ancient, primordial markings seemed to subtly emerge on its surface, as if born at the dawn of creation.

At that moment, Zhou Yuan felt that the power of this newly formed body alone was enough to utterly crush his former self, even at his peak.

And this was only the beginning.

As his body continued to repair, more and more miraculous energy flowed into him. In the darkness, Zhou Yuan's aura began to climb at an astonishing pace.

In the endless darkness, the two terrifying entities continued to erode each other. Neither noticed that, at a certain point where they collided, a small creature—one that should have been obliterated by their scattered power—was slowly devouring their strength, gradually growing more powerful.