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Martial Master

Chapter 2398: Seeking Transcendence ✨

Published: December 26, 2024

The chaotic magic nest, pulsating like a heart, shrank to the size of a palm and slowly landed on Qin Mo's hand. Strangely, Qin Mo felt no weight, as if he were merely holding an ordinary heart.

"The chaotic magic nest is surprisingly light? What exactly is going on?"

Qin Mo couldn't help but fall into deep thought; the performance of the chaotic magic nest completely overturned his understanding, differing from his imagination.

"Let’s see if I can absorb the power of this chaotic magic nest."

Taking a deep breath, Qin Mo's palm touched the chaotic magic nest, drawing on its power.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz..." As Qin Mo's power seeped into the chaotic magic nest, he felt it begin to tremble violently, causing his body to shudder as an unparalleled terrifying aura was released from within the nest.

At the same time, a rich demonic aura unconsciously radiated from Qin Mo's body. With the emergence of this demonic aura, the chaotic magic nest, originally resting on Qin Mo's hand, suddenly shot into his body.

Everything happened too quickly, and Qin Mo had not even had a chance to react.

Once the chaotic magic nest entered his body, Qin Mo felt as if he were being washed over by pure demonic energy, giving him an exceptional sense of exhilaration.

Moreover, after entering his body, the chaotic magic nest directly moved to the position of his heart.

"Not good!"

Qin Mo was startled; his body was shaped by the parasitic seed, and the position of the heart was the core of the parasitic seed. Once the two made contact, Qin Mo had no idea what would happen.

But it was too late to stop it; he could only watch as the chaotic magic nest entered his heart, slowly merging with it. The tiny core left by the parasitic seed vanished, replaced by a pitch-black chaotic magic nest, pulsing rhythmically.

The chaotic magic nest had actually become Qin Mo's heart.

Accompanied by the pulsation of the chaotic magic nest, an incredibly pure source of demonic energy quickly flowed into Qin Mo's limbs and bones.

Under the washing of this shocking source of demonic energy, Qin Mo's body radiated dazzling lights, with twelve resplendent veins glowing within him, forming a perfect vein pattern.

Twelve Heavenly Veins! Buzz, buzz, buzz! At this moment, Qin Mo's body was undergoing astonishing changes. Under the power of the chaotic magic nest, his entire body radiated demonic light, with waves of power shaking the heavens and earth swirling within him.

Moreover, Qin Mo's body became even more restrained, with strands of demonic light circling around him.

At this moment, Qin Mo entered a profoundly mysterious state.

The power within him was rapidly increasing, absorbing the source demonic energy of the chaotic magic nest, starting to transition towards the Holy Realm, while another change occurred on a profound level.

In Qin Mo's mind, various thoughts flickered, and images flashed rapidly.

He saw the world as a singularity, exploding rapidly, transforming into a vast continent.

On the continent, life thrived, and under the haze of energy, life was born.

He witnessed the birth of the world's essence, saw groups of people from the Demon Tribe kneeling on the ground in worship, gathering their beliefs.

He even saw a pitch-black river, where time flowed, and lives fell within it, only to transform into new energy, giving rise to new life.

Wars broke out between generations of life, rivers of blood flowed, returning to dust, only to propagate and thrive again.

Civilizations emerged on the barren and desolate land, the entire world became increasingly prosperous, and the power grew stronger.

Civilizations clashed, a collision of blood and fire, with powerful beings arising and eventually returning to dust.

No one can be eternal and invincible; no matter how strong an existence is, they will eventually fall, turning into cosmic dust. One day, this energy will coalesce into new life, but these lives will no longer be the same as in the past.

Until terrifying auras descended upon the continent, striking fiercely, figures shining like deities—but they were not gods; they were demons, demons from the heavens, slaughtering and plundering the power of this world.