Chapter 4724: Just as Expected
Lin Moyu chuckled.
"You two can guess will Lin go and fight for it or not?"
Boyang Supreme answered with some hesitation.
"You probably will… right?"
His tone carried little certainty, and Baizhong was the same.
They had watched Lin grow step by step.
His speed was astonishing, but because the Fate Supreme's divinations had long ago marked him as extraordinary, they had accepted it as "reasonable."
Everything had been within expectations until he broke the boundary of worlds and entered the Primal Chaos Wilds.
From that point, everything changed.
Lin's growth gradually went beyond what they could imagine, and the gap only widened.
By now, they could no longer read him at all.
His grasp of heaven and earth, his understanding of the Wilds, his attitude toward the great calamity, and his position within it had all become an unfathomable riddle.
Fortunately, they had some prior karma of favor with him and harvested some benefits from that connection.
Even so, they knew that was the limit.
What they had done for him carried selfish motives and was ordained by fate tasks laid out in the Calamity Supreme's plan.
They had not truly helped Lin of their own free will.
That was also why Lin had beaten Boyang: karmic retribution, which Boyang could only accept.
Given all this, they had no way of knowing whether he would "fight" for that thing.
Normally he should, yet Lin never acted "normally."
He smiled.
"Since we've spoken this far, Lin will add one more line: that thing belongs to Lin. Lin is not going to fight for it, merely to take it back."
"If you two wish to avoid this great calamity, then for now act less and observe more.
Better yet, find a place to hide, ignore the storms outside, and you should pass safely."
"Once the calamity ends, a Supreme will still be a Supreme beneath one and above billions."
Lin had made himself very clear, and he believed they understood.
Boyang nodded slightly.
"This old man understands. But if… by chance…"
"There is no 'by chance,'" Lin cut him off with a shake of his head.
"If heaven and earth goes wrong, then it must die. Its instinct is to live, so it will not go wrong."
His certainty left both of them visibly shaken.
Instinctively, they felt he was being arrogant, yet at the same time it felt absolutely fitting.
No one in the Primal Chaos Wilds understood heaven and earth better than Lin Moyu not even the Primal Chaos Dragon, who was partially fused with it.
He commanded over a hundred Primordial Arts of Creation and had created the Nine Heavens Fate Arts.
His comprehension of heaven and earth had reached unimaginable heights.
Even the former peak powerhouses might not surpass him in this respect.
Because of this, he could toy with the world in the palm of his hand.
Turning to Baizhong, Lin said, "Daoist Baizhong, Lin would like to borrow the World Source Spring."
Baizhong did not even consider refusing.
"Please, Daoist Lin, help yourself."
Lin smiled, then waved out two masses of Primordial Qi, handing one to each of them.
"These are the remaining portions."
Each mass was larger than what he had given before.
When it came to such matters, Lin was never stingy.
The two Supremes were overjoyed and hurried to accept them.
With these, they would be fully capable of stepping beyond the Supreme realm.
Even half a step past would cause their strength to soar.
Only Supremes could truly understand the agony of stagnating for countless years, knowing the road continued above yet being unable to move an inch.
To them, Primordial Qi was the light of hope.
Lin then flew toward the World Source Spring.
As he approached, the waters parted of their own accord, a massive hollow opening in the lake.
The spring instinctively made way, because he was an Enemy of Heaven and Earth.
Being a treasure born of rules, it could not allow him to touch it.
Within the lake, the water formed a deep basin, churning furiously a hundred meters from him on all sides.
Suddenly, the spring surged toward him as though it wanted to reach out and make contact only to retreat just before touching him and flow back to the hundred meter mark.
Lin's status was constantly shifting between Enemy of Heaven and Earth and Heaven and Earth Supreme.
When he became the Enemy, the spring held its distance.
When he became the Supreme, it approached on its own.
Thus, as his identity shifted, the spring alternately moved close and far.
Watching this with a faint smile, Lin beckoned.
"Come here."
The Nine Heavens Fate Arts activated, forcibly rewriting the rules.
The retreating World Source Spring suddenly all surged in at once, swallowing Lin whole.
The spring could filter impurities from Dao force, but Lin's power was already incomparably pure.
Its filtering effect did little for him.
He understood that perfectly.
What he wanted was not its filtering power, but the water itself.
He opened a small gate in the Linguistic God World and drew the spring inside.
That inner world already held the World Mother Jellyfish; now, with the spring added, when it one day faced its first great calamity it would be able to use those two waters to nurture new life and enrich itself.
A richer world was a stronger world, and there were many ways to strengthen it.
They complemented one another, and all paths were worth walking.
While his body soaked in the World Source Spring, his soul entered the Linguistic God World.
"Heaven Shattering Earth Rending!"
With a low call, the eight tiered pagoda he had obtained erupted, dissolving into gray dust.
Within that dust, a brilliant core flared like a sudden sun, radiating boundless vitality.
From the ashes of the Eighth Cycle world's shell, a new evolution began.
The life force and world power erupting from it were completely different from before and at least ten times stronger than any Seventh Cycle world.
The Linguistic God World immediately began to devour the power greedily.
Yet Lin was shocked to discover that its rate of absorption could not keep up with the Eighth Cycle world's rebirth.
The newborn world evolved at breakneck speed, continuously generating mighty World Power and Primordial Qi.
Its forces were so dense and potent that the Linguistic God World needed time to refine each batch before absorbing it.
Because of this, it fell behind.
The space the Eighth Cycle world occupied expanded more and more, threatening to become the dominant presence.
If he left it alone, there were only two possible outcomes.
First, another complete Eighth Cycle world would take shape inside the Linguistic God World.
Then Lin's inner world would no longer be pure, its upper limit lowered and further advancement difficult.
Second, the Linguistic God World would be ruptured and replaced entirely by this new Eighth Cycle world.
Neither result was acceptable to Lin.
"Just as expected."
He was not surprised; he had already anticipated such a situation and prepared a countermeasure.
With a thought, uncountable invisible particles flew out from his soul each one a tiny soul clone.
They poured into the evolving new world and helped the Linguistic God World absorb its freshly born World Power and Primordial Qi.
In doing so, they not only aided the inner world, but also replenished Lin's own soul.