Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality

Chapter 144: Chapter 112: Samsara_2
This moment witnessed the complete disintegration of the symbol “Origin of All Things,” which should have been the emblem of the intact [Life Vase], as its counterpart became part of a new symbol—it was “Eternal Recurrence,” and Laine named it “Samsara.”

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In the indistinct realm, when the first thread of new power was born, the external Source Sea also began to boil. Invisible ripples emanated from the Spirit Realm, and Chaos’s instincts seemed to realize that something crucial was about to be born.

He reveled in it, and made preparations to welcome it. However, it did not last long, for at a certain moment, the transformation suddenly ceased out of thin air.

“Hm?”

“This isn’t right!”

Before the Well of Origin, Laine’s expression changed slightly. In front of him, the [Life] and [Death] that had been continually transforming into [Samsara] encountered a problem again.

And this time, it was a problem he feared would be very difficult to resolve.

“Is the gap still too wide, indeed, it’s no use…”

Murmuring to himself, Laine realized the problem, which had been his prior concern. It was a gap in both volume and quality, one he was currently unable to bridge.

Now, the complete [Life] was sufficient to match the Great Divine Power, and even just half of it was far stronger than [Death]. He could clearly discern that Life and Death were merging, but the latter was evidently flagging.

If it continued, when the power of [Death] exhausted itself, the transformation would declare failure.

Of course, to say it failed was also somewhat inaccurate. [Samsara] would still be born, but the nascent Well of Origin would likely have to halt before the threshold of the Genesis Artifact, because its foundation was unbalanced.

An unbalanced [Samsara], naturally, was incomplete.

“…Forget it, it’s best to cut losses in time. Although the complete ‘Samsara’ wasn’t built, creating a lesser one isn’t a bad idea.”

Shaking his head slightly, Laine had no solution at the moment. [Death]’s lacking power was predetermined by Chaos’s innate nature. Thus, he stepped forward, ready to use the World Lord’s power to halt this transformation.

Since the complete ‘Samsara’ couldn’t be born, there was no need to drain all the [Death] away, only to

What is this?”

Touching the Well of Origin with his right hand, Laine was just about to act when, to his surprise, the nascent incomplete [Samsara] suddenly expressed a yearning toward him.

Within Laine’s being, it seemed there was something even he hadn’t noticed attracting it.

Without stopping, Laine chose to quietly observe the changes. Thus, in the next moment, a wondrous, supremely pure breath slowly condensed from his body.

It hovered in midair for a while but eventually, following an invisible connection, it wafted toward the near-exhausted black mist in the Well of Origin. And when it neared the mouth of the well, the almost depleted [Death] seemed to swell instantaneously.

In just a few seconds, the black mist became just as robust as [Life], and its very nature elevated a degree as well.

Although it hadn’t reached the level of ‘directly killing a deity,’ with the aid of this wondrous power, it had crossed the halfway mark.

Intuition told Laine that if, at this moment, a deity actively sought [Death], what would happen, even he dared not be certain.

“But how could this be, is it because I died once before coming to this world?”

“…No, this breath clearly doesn’t belong to my ‘Death’!”

As an astonishing development unfolded before him, Laine thought of many things in an instant. Recalling the past and watching the ongoing events, he finally comprehended many things that were previously beyond his understanding.

His expression turned ice-cold, but then returned to normal. He understood a lot now, but regardless, the outcome was good, and at the moment, establishing Samsara was the key.

So Laine hesitated no longer and summoned the power of the seven layers of the Spirit Realm. Under the World Master’s great power, the nascent [Samsara] was embedded into the root of the fourth layer, and almost instantaneously, the ancient well expanded by millions of times, altering the entire fourth layer of the Spirit Realm drastically alongside.

Chaos and the void were pacified, spiritual matter spread underfoot. Around the ancient well, palaces rose from the ground. Beams of light flew out from Mount Sinai, bearing several fully gestated Divine Artifacts.

Some landed in different palaces, some entered the incubating cocoon of light, while others fell into the ancient well, awaiting further transformation.

Soon, as the changes neared their end, a marvelous alteration centered around the fourth layer of the Spirit Realm, spreading throughout all seven layers. Space-time became even more stable, order grew stronger, and of course, most importantly, the cycle within it was enhanced.

The fourth layer of the Spirit Realm, already central among the seven, resonated with [Samsara], symbolizing opposition and cycles. Laine could clearly feel that at this moment, the internal cycle and structural stability of the entire Spirit Realm surged by multiple times, and as the ancient well before him transformed the final powers of [Life] and [Death], the benefits of this internal cycle became ever more evident.

Even faintly, as the shaking of the external Source Sea had once ceased, it began again, growing ever more intense. Even though [Samsara] was not yet fully formed, outside the Spirit Realm, Chaos itself also produced a blurry response.

Not the contemporary part, but the truly complete will of Chaos. The last time, It had been ‘angry’ because of the birth of the Spirit Realm, but this time, It felt ‘joy.’