Chapter 778 - 778: 728 Growth 3

In the vast Sea of Oblivion.

A massive, invisible vortex gradually emerges from the black waters.

The vortex starts off only a tiny point but its size expands over time, involving more and more of the sea.

The originally pitch-black sea water seems to begin to lighten within the vortex, turning to a lighter shade of gray-black.

Within Chenxi Palace, Bidi Pha senses something, walks to the edge of the platform, and looks down.

"Wow, the commotion is getting bigger..." He remembers it wasn't this exaggerated before. Something seems to have changed today, causing the disturbance to grow tens of times larger than before.

"I really don't understand the point of all the fighting and chaos, wouldn't it be better to just peacefully retire here like I do?" Bidi Pha cannot fathom the thoughts of these people.

Life or death, it truly doesn't matter to him anymore.

Being stuck in Taoyuan for so many years, he actually never told anyone that he had attempted suicide before.

And not just once.

No matter how he tried to end his life, he would appear back in his original spot, as if saved in a file, always restored to the initial state.

Over time, after many attempts, he simply stopped struggling.

He wouldn't die of hunger, so he simply hung from the rock wall, pondering life, observing his surroundings, studying those who fell from above.

Until he met this guy, Zhang Rongfang.

"Forget it, I'll go take a nap and rest." Having watched for a while, Bidi Pha felt somewhat tired, not noticing any new changes, and turned back into Chenxi Palace to his room to rest.

Sleeping, zoning out, observing his surroundings, this was his daily life. Occasionally, Zhang Rongfang would bring him some delicious food, which became his coveted little surprise.

After a nap, the sky inside the palace gradually darkened.

This was a simulated celestial effect within Chenxi Palace, considered thoroughly when built due to Taoyuan's harsh environment, achieving near perfection.

Bidi Pha leisurely emerged from his room, crossed the lavishly decorated corridors and gardens, returned to the platform edge of Chenxi Palace, and looked down.

".....!!?"

He rubbed his nonexistent eyes, stepped back two steps, then stepped forward again, looking down from the edge.

"Holy...!!!"

Bidi Pha wondered if he had slept for at least a thousand years??

Otherwise, why would the Sea of Oblivion below display such an exaggerated scene!?

What is that thing?

What kind of ghostly stuff is that!?

And Zhang Rongfang?

Where is his close friend Zhang Rongfang!??

Utilizing his powerful perception, Bidi Pha clearly 'sees' a massive black structure below in the Sea of Oblivion, resembling a stomach, incessantly swallowing and expelling the surrounding sea water as if breathing.

The stomach nearly occupies the majority of Bidi Pha's current field of vision, the visible sea surface of the Sea of Oblivion is nearly fully occupied.

Only far away can be seen large swarms of black evil spirits frantically surging closer.

Centered around the stomach, the entire Sea of Oblivion is forming an unprecedented massive vortex.

Bidi Pha's mind holds voluminous knowledge and memories from the Spirit Eye Race, and after a brief calculation, he estimates the rough size of this thing.

Its length and width can both easily exceed hundreds of kilometers.

Even more astonishing is that the sea water of the Sea of Oblivion, after being consumed by the stomach, is slowly turning from black to gray-white, seemingly advancing towards a semi-transparent state.

"..." Bidi Pha paused briefly, then suddenly shouted downwards.

"Old Zhang! Are you still there!?!!"

His voice echoed, resonating fiercely against the surface of the huge stomach.

A human-like face swiftly rises on the stomach above, soon forming Zhang Rongfang's image.

"Don't worry, my friend, it's just a little surprise." Zhang Rongfang indeed feels greatly delighted.

Initially, he came to the Sea of Oblivion with a tentative attitude to absorb evil spirits.

Unexpectedly, the evil spirits were very accommodating, rushing to enter his body.

Thus, today after Entering the Microcosm, he returned full force to absorb these potent evil spirits.

Unexpectedly, the ability to eliminate evil generated post-Entering the Microcosm had doubled his absorption speed.

Particularly in extracting evil spirits, this innate ability aided tremendously, effortlessly separating the evil spirits from the seawater.

Moreover, they themselves were desperately attempting to flee the Sea of Oblivion, seeking rejuvenation.

Thus, everything fell into place naturally.

Imagine, when countless forgotten souls in the Sea of Oblivion suddenly realize they have an escape, a potential exit from the Sea of Oblivion.

The despair accumulated over millennia, instantly ignited like exploding fire, illuminating every spirit witnessing this.

Thus, within a mere two hours, the number of spirits swarming towards Zhang Rongfang increased exponentially.

They desperately gather here, pouring in.

And Zhang Rongfang accepts them all, the more evil, the more chaotic, the happier he becomes.

The essence of the abyss is to require chaotic, evil, and tyrannical souls as nourishment.

At first, Zhang Rongfang was afraid of causing too much of a disturbance, so he only planned to consume a few thousand souls and then leave.

However, as time went on, more and more souls flooded in, growing increasingly stronger. Some powerful entities that had been hidden in the Sea of Oblivion for countless years, their consciousness nearly obliterated, followed their survival instincts and approached this place.

Then, as he ate, Zhang Rongfang lost himself somewhat. The more he consumed, the faster the abyss completed, and his own soul grew stronger.

Of course, in scientific terms, the soul is referred to as the consciousness body.

At this time, in the center of the colossal writhing stomach in the Sea of Oblivion, after greeting Di Pa, Zhang Rongfang ignored his stunned expression and refocused his consciousness inward.

Deep within the crack at his brow, there lay his true essence at this moment—the Abyssal Larva.

In contrast, his external body had become rather unimportant.

This feeling was quite peculiar, as if his forehead was a portal, a link. By simply closing his eyes and concentrating, he could send his consciousness through his brow and into a vast space.

This is exactly what Zhang Rongfang was doing now.

He closed his eyes; his consciousness passed through his brow, and his vision suddenly darkened before bursting into brightness.

He was floating in a massive, boundless gray space, and when he looked down, his chest contained a transparent cavity.

Inside the cavity, an oval space was filled with red light.

This space had mountains, lakes, sand, caves, and even celestial phenomena.

Countless tiny particles, much finer than dust, were gently writhing in the space.

With a thought, Zhang Rongfang's vision rapidly expanded.

Soon, magnified dozens, hundreds, thousands of times, he finally saw what those writhing particles were.

They were an immense number of newly transformed Human-faced Worms.

Blown in by the wind, they started as tiny, almost invisible spores, quickly growing into variously sized and shaped eggs in just a few seconds.

After two hours, the eggs began to crack open, and different sizes of Human-faced Worms crawled out.

These bugs shrieked and immediately began to battle, devouring one another upon birth.

Quickly, out of every thousand worms, one strongest Human-faced Worm emerged victorious.

Zhang Rongfang observed silently, watching as each Human-faced Worm devoured everything in its path, whether river water, soil, or other Human-faced Worms.

Soon, these strongest Human-faced Worms grew larger and began to once again spin silk, wrapping themselves into cocoons.

"So this is the evolution of the abyss?" An understanding dawned on him.

At the same time, his attribute panel began to exhibit slight changes.

One of the talents belonging to the abyss system's bloodline started to emit a faint glow.

'Chaos Body: Due to the uniqueness of this talent, the abyss can freely convert between soul matter and life force. By consuming a large number of soul bodies, internal evolution also occurs, allowing for new bloodlines to be acquired and the abyss's completion further accelerated.'

Below, there was a progress bar for completion, reading 78%.

In other words, the talents and bloodlines he had gathered from demons, devils, and Netherworld creatures amounted to 78% completion.

But at this moment, as he devoured vast quantities of souls, Zhang Rongfang was delighted to feel that he could seemingly accelerate this process using the souls within him.

'How to accelerate it?'

After absorbing the souls, he didn't immediately perceive any changes in his life force. Only his cognitive computation had significantly improved.

Zhang Rongfang observed quietly and discovered that during the battles of the Human-faced Worms, a tiny trace of jelly-like, translucent substance would emerge.

This gelatinous substance rose like a gas, floating upward until it merged into his own flesh and blood.

'This gelatinous substance should be soul matter; but how to convert it into life force?' Zhang Rongfang pondered.

He had amassed quite a lot of this gelatinous soul matter; after all, he had absorbed numerous souls over the years, numbering in the tens of thousands.

On closer inspection, he noticed that this gelatinous substance circulated with his blood, eventually dissolving along the inner wall of the chest cavity and transforming into gusts of black wind.

This wind would blow downward, spreading countless spores of the Human-faced Worm throughout the cavity.

Then the process would repeat.

This was a complete cycle, during which the extracted jelly would gradually start to emit a faint light after repeated Human-faced Worm battles.

Zhang Rongfang didn't know what this change was, but his instincts from the Abyssal Larva told him that it was indeed a form of sublimation.

Floating in the Sea of Oblivion, he contemplated quietly.

'According to my prior assumptions, if the essence of the abyss is the same as in my previous life, then should I also organize a blood battle? I've acquired many bloodlines from various races, demons, and devils. Should I distribute them to these creatures for more fierce battles?'

No one was there to guide him, nor was there a second abyss to serve as a model, so Zhang Rongfang could only grope forward blindly.

As time passed, suddenly, his vision flickered as if something had changed.

"What is that...!?"

He widened his eyes, seemingly witnessing something of immense surprise.

It was a trace of gelatinous matter, one that had undergone countless cycles, suddenly emitting a blinding light during the last battle, soaring into the air, and merging within his flesh and blood.

It was at this moment.

An attribute related to life abruptly jumped a digit in his status panel.

The original number was 223598, and now it had increased by ten points all at once!

Simultaneously.

A new stream of information inexplicably surged into his mind.