"Yes, Chen Mo," the pint-sized being explained with a smile. "The Pool of Dead Spirits is the final test of the Main God of the Undead’s legacy and the key to you becoming the Main God of the Undead yourself. In the Pool of Dead Spirits, you will undergo a painful baptism. Only by successfully enduring it can you acquire the power of the Main God of the Undead."
"Well, let’s give it a shot," Chen Mo decided, filled with anticipation.
The tiny figure smiled and nodded, gently waving his hand.
Suddenly, a passageway appeared before Chen Mo, leading to a place suffused with a Mysterious Aura—the Pool of Dead Spirits.
The scene at the Pool of Dead Spirits was sowhat unexpected. It turned out to be a massive basin suspended in the sky, emanating a profound and dark aura. The pool water was as black as ink, containing a powerful death energy.
"Are you ready to go in?"
"What am I going to face inside?"
"Take a look beneath the Pool of Dead Spirits."
The small being pointed at several bizarre, pitch-black creatures underneath the Pool, their bodies emitting eerie death energy.
"What are those?"
"Undead Source Beasts. Like you, before they entered the Pool of Dead Spirits, they too attempted to ascend to the realm of the Main God of the Undead and ended in failure."
"So dangerous? Will I beco a monster if I fail?"
"This Pool is a convergence of Death Origin Power. Even your Divine Physique grants you no advantage within it."
"It’s that risky? Is there a way to avoid it?"
"It’s quite simple. If you feel you can’t stand it, just get out quickly."
"Then how did these beco Undead Source Beasts?"
"These few were on the verge of success but couldn’t endure it when they were just a step away. They refused to give up, and that’s how they ended up in this state."
"If I fail, can I try again?"
"You can. However, the Death Origin Power will be gentlest during your first entry. While you’ll gain a better understanding of how to absorb it and improve your technique with subsequent attempts, the Death Origin Power itself will grow increasingly frenzied. It will likely be difficult to stabilize before the Heavenly Dao ejects you. Therefore, the more tis you try, the harder it will beco."
"Are the results the sa whether one or two people enter?"
"It doesn’t matter how many enter; the Death Origin Power is limitless. It won’t be reduced because more people are absorbing it."
"What about its intensity? Does it change with the number of people?"
"No, it only reacts to the number of entries. The more tis you enter, the more the Death Origin Power will reject you, so it will beco even more chaotic."
"I see."
Upon hearing this, Zhui Yi imdiately smiled and said, "Since its behavior is based on an individual’s number of entries, let go in first to understand the absorption techniques."
Zhui Yi was an outer incarnation; if he died, he would simply revert to being a tool. There was basically no danger. Furthermore, his entry wouldn’t cause the Death Origin Power to beco more violent for Chen Mo. This made it clearly suitable for him to attempt it first.
Chen Mo nodded in agreent.
The small figure beside them turned to Zhui Yi and said, "Interesting, an outer incarnation. Ever since the God of Creation died, such things have beco increasingly rare."
"God of Creation? Sounds like soone who can create anything. Such a character can die?"
"When the great calamity arrived, what did re Gods even count for?"
The small being seed lost in reminiscence, his gaze drifting into the distance. Chen Mo looked at the small being, quite curious about the knowledge stored in his mind. This guy has lived for so long; he must be a living history book.
While Chen Mo was questioning the small being about ancient information, Zhui Yi had already stepped into the Pool of Dead Spirits.
As Zhui Yi leaped into the pool, the water imdiately seed to co alive, frantically surging toward him and completely enveloping him. Zhui Yi instantly felt a surge of intense power flowing into his body, causing him severe pain and tornt. He felt as if he were sinking into an abyss of death, his body being brutally battered by the frenzied Death Origin Power within the Pool of Dead Spirits.
Nearby, Chen Mo synchronously experienced Zhui Yi’s sensations. Zhui Yi gritted his teeth, steadfastly resisting the agony. His willpower and determination enabled him to endure it all. He knew that only by undergoing this painful baptism could he assist Chen Mo in attaining greater power, becoming a true Main God of the Undead.
anwhile, he also began attempting to guide the Death Origin Power into his body and integrate it as a part of himself. However, this step proved incredibly difficult. Unruly Death Origin Power constantly flowed throughout his body, invading it every mont. Just when he managed to grasp a slight thread of it, that very thread would be instantly swept away by the surging influx of Death Origin Power before he could even begin to assimilate it. Even with the aid of Moluo’s Brain, absorbing the Death Origin Power for his own use seed extraordinarily difficult.
Zhui Yi tried countless tis. When an imnse amount of Death Origin Power infiltrated his body, if he couldn’t swiftly convert so of it into his own, his body would promptly begin to transform into an Undead Source Beast. By this point, Zhui Yi’s legs, from his feet to his knees, had already undergone the Undead Source Beast transformation.
As long as the transformation doesn’t exceed 80%, it’s easily reversible. Once it exceeds that threshold, while it cannot be easily reversed rely by waiting, special items can be used to revert this state.
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