Published: January 3, 2025
In the void of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield, swirling black currents surged.
Sizzle! These black hurricanes seemed to be born from thin air, appearing in any region of this world. Moreover, each of these hurricanes contained terrifying cutting power, capable of slicing through gold and stone, their might boundless.
The black hurricanes varied in size; some were only the size of a palm, while larger ones danced wildly like giant pythons, howling and enveloping thousands of kilometers, as if numerous giant dragon pythons were frolicking through the void of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield.
“Lord Mo Chen, this is the void annihilation storm over the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield. Such storms are everywhere in the battlefield, containing extremely powerful force. A normal annihilation storm can kill a Saint Master expert, and some powerful annihilation storms can even turn a Venerable into ashes if they are caught in them,” explained Cie Tianqiong, who was traversing through the annihilation storm with Gu Li Mo and another Insect Venerable, to Qin Chen.
They were located high above the endless void of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield, and it had been a full half month since Qin Chen and his group left the Wala Insect Clan to head toward this black market.
Although Cie Tianqiong mentioned there was a black market entrance near their camp, the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield was simply too vast. Even the nearest black market entrance often required considerable travel time to reach.
As Qin Chen sensed the outside void annihilation storm, a gray serpent-like annihilation storm suddenly appeared beside him, which he grabbed with one hand. This gray annihilation storm was like a living gray serpent, trying to break free from Qin Chen's palm.
“Interesting!”
As Qin Chen sensed this gray serpent-like annihilation storm, he realized that within this annihilation storm, there were not only strands of destructive power, but it also carried a hint of life and sentience, as if this gray serpent was truly a living being.
This was the appearance of true spiritual birth.
“Lord Mo Chen, these annihilation storms all contain true spirits. The high-ups of the Demon Tribe, Human Tribe, and many other top races have studied these annihilation storms and believe that the life true spirits within them should come from the countless powerful beings that have fallen over the countless epochs of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield.”
“After those powerful beings fell, their origins returned to the heavens and earth, their souls dissipated, and a portion of the true spirits were absorbed by these annihilation storms in the void of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield, forming this state.”
True spirits transformed from the many fallen powerful beings of the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield?
It was indeed possible.
Qin Chen raised his hand, seizing a hundred-foot-sized annihilation storm. Roar! This annihilation storm roared furiously at Qin Chen, like a dragon seized by someone, trying to break free, but it could not escape Qin Chen's grasp, as if it were a small earthworm.
And within this annihilation storm, there was also a trace of true spirit aura.
Looking around, there were thousands upon thousands of these hundred-foot-sized annihilation storms, nearly endless.
Qin Chen randomly grabbed a few more annihilation storms and concluded that the spiritual essence within these annihilation storms was not determined by size; not all larger annihilation storms had higher spiritual essence, and it seemed to be randomly generated.
Some larger annihilation storms were dull and completely unaware, while some smaller annihilation storms were lively, akin to loaches.
All things in the world possess spirit, but to give birth to so many intelligences was evidently not something easily accomplished.
In the universe, there were also some true spirit races that slowly developed intelligence over long periods, but it would never be like these annihilation storms, birthing so many all at once.