Catastrophic necromancer

Chapter 4199: The Core of the Lingmiao Realm

Lin Moyu stood motionless in the plaza as his undead servants flew in all directions, searching for a way out. Meanwhile, he delved deeper into the information about the Lingmiao Realm, cross referencing what he had gained this time with data previously obtained in the Myriad Spirits Pavilion. This allowed for a more thorough and complete understanding.

According to Wan Zongling, a Holy Spirit (Transcendent) cultivator who disliked being called Pavilion Master, the domain’s destruction was due to the Myriad Spirits Pavilion provoking a tremendously powerful realm while searching for worlds. Experts from that realm retaliated, destroying both the Myriad Spirits Pavilion and the entire Lingmiao Realm.

Yet, based on recent findings, things seemed less straightforward. Although Lin Moyu believed that the Pavilion did anger a stronger domain, that was not the principal cause of the Lingmiao Realm’s destruction; rather, what the Pavilion did became the catalyst. Something must have happened after that which truly led to the outcome.

The Lingmiao Realm had at least twenty Holy Spirit level (Transcendent) existences. If, when outmatched, they truly wished to escape, they could have fled into chaos. Yet it appears all the experts died none escaped. Was it that they did not want to run, or could they not flee? That was the question.

And why did the destroyed Lingmiao Realm appear here? The Wan Miao Gate clearly must have been forged later; when the Lingmiao Realm reigned in its prime, no one would have thought to make such a gate.

Layer by layer, the fog was lifted, and Lin Moyu began to form his own view on the collapse of the realm. He was about 80% certain the root cause was not the domain provoked by the Pavilion, but rather something discovered there afterward. Behind the realm antagonized by the Pavilion, there was an even mightier being, who personally destroyed the Lingmiao Realm.

Yet the Lingmiao Realm did not actually perish entirely it ultimately escaped.

Escaped…

This meant that “that thing” did not end up in the hands of the attackers, but remained in the Lingmiao Realm.

What could it be?

Lin Moyu was now very interested just what was so precious as to lure such a high level expert, and how did the Lingmiao Realm, already devastated at the end, manage to escape? The Wan Miao Gate, likely forged in the final moments, was also a mystery. How it was made, Lin Moyu couldn’t imagine.

In the end, he could only infer that everything revolved around that object.

His undead servants finally made a discovery: upon leaving the plaza, they encountered spatial turbulence. The void outside the plaza was already shattered, filled with chaotic and broken space. The undead traversed this chaos, teleporting again and again, and at last detected several relatively stable areas of space. Through his bond with them, Lin Moyu quickly fixed their positions about three million li away.

Still, the void between himself and the servants was so broken and turbulent that even the Dao of Space couldn’t open a passage. If Lin Moyu tried to cross himself, he might be warped to some unknown place.

He then unfurled the projection of the Great Thousand World, intending to use the Space Dao within to teleport. Instantly, the space around the plaza collapsed the realm was dead and could no longer withstand the impact of his world’s projection. Daos floated up from the domain, all of them shattered, lingering only as fragments around the broken edges.

From these, Lin Moyu could faintly sense the core of the Lingmiao Realm a core that was already near collapse and could take no more strain. He retracted the world’s projection, which let the realm stabilize. Since forceful passage would not work, his only option was to analyze his current location.

It dawned on him: this plaza and the surrounding void constituted the very core of the Lingmiao Realm. Unlike the Five Realms, the core here contained no divine runes or formations just a plaza.

“Amazing the realm core is actually like this,” he mused. It was his first time seeing the core of another domain and he was intrigued.

He crouched, touching the ground to sense the plaza. Gradually, he sensed vitality; the plaza actually had a pulse, and each one released considerable power like a beating heart, maintaining life. Though now broken, with only the faintest beat left, it was this remnant pulse that had kept the Lingmiao Realm from disintegrating completely across the ages.

At this point, the Lingmiao Realm had become a vegetable its heart still beat, but it had lost consciousness. The moment that pulse stopped, the entire realm would collapse.

Lin Moyu gently sent out his will, careful not to startle the core’s extreme fragility. Soon his consciousness enveloped the entire plaza and spread outward. The shattered void outside the plaza reflected how badly the core was damaged; his will threaded through this broken space, expanding bit by bit.

He saw several stable areas of space, then extended his sense to other parts of the Lingmiao Realm. Though badly shrunken and battered, the domain’s breadth was still considerable. His soul power was quickly draining, but the World Tree replenished it without end. He soon sensed not only the core, but also the worlds outside, which had shrunk many times due to the domain’s damage.

He perceived the Myriad Spirits Pavilion he last visited, which is actually a world itself or, more accurately, the most important part of a world. That world was destroyed, save for the Pavilion’s area. The Pavilion had survived because its region was stabilized by Holy Spirit level experts who reinforced it during the disaster.

He sensed several other surviving worlds, all like the Pavilion: once hosting transcendent cultivators whose power enabled some of their worlds to persist. All other worlds, lacking such pioneers, were wiped out.

By channeling his will via the core, Lin Moyu came to understand the general structure of the Lingmiao Realm: the plaza at the center, and hundreds of independent spaces around it, each containing a Dao. Every Dao represented a cultivation path, mirrored in one or more worlds. As such, everyone in a given world cultivated the same Dao, likely spending their whole life unaware of others. Only upon reaching the highest levels would any realize the existence of other Daos.

According to Wan Zongling, this was both the reason for the Lingmiao Realm’s rise and for its eventual fall: “The Daos are not evident success stems from this, and so does failure.”

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