885: Earth-shattering Opportunity! Massive Harvest!
Five types of magical flames, each representing a different attribute, were wrapped around Locke's fingers. Through the mutual transformation and restraint of these five magical flames—Wind, Water, Fire, Earth, and Wood—the spirit macro of the Persepolis God Clan was being continuously extracted.
Magical Flame Generation and Restraint Extraction Method!
Magical flames can scorch the spirit macro of all things' hidden true form out of the objects themselves. Normally, this would only burn the object to ashes. However, by utilizing the mutual restraint and transformation of Wind, Water, Fire, Earth, and Wood attribute flames, it is possible to extract an object's spirit macro without destroying the object itself.
This requires more than just the continuous use of five types of magical flames, which wouldn't be difficult for a First-Ring Wizard.
It also requires precise control over the intensity and timing of the magical flames. A slight error, and the magical flames would lose balance due to the changes in generation and restraint, either destroying the object or failing to extract the spirit macro from it.
In essence, this is refining the spirit macro through magical flames.
Locke continuously stepped back, pulling his fingers out from inside the Divine Eye. Simultaneously, he summoned the bronze cauldron with his left hand. The bronze cauldron automatically landed beneath the Divine Eye, enlarged, and then contained it.
Immediately after, Locke pressed his fingers against the surface of the bronze cauldron, and those five types of flames instantly began to burn upon it.
Controlling the changes in generation and restraint was inherently exhausting and tested the precision of one's mana.
However, the most important factor was the [Spiritual Cognition] used to capture the spirit macro.
The Divine Eye tried to escape the bronze cauldron, but the eight blood chains Hussein had placed upon him, though stretched taut and making sounds of being overwhelmed, still managed to trap him.
Four Great Green Leaf Dragon Finchs pressed it back into the bronze cauldron.
Inside the bronze cauldron, the five types of magical flames were incredibly vigorous.
Not far away, the Old Pirate watched the boiling flames beneath the bronze cauldron and swallowed hard. Here it was again!
Using a person to refine medicine—it was happening again!
This was too insane.
The Divine Eye thrashed about inside the bronze cauldron, trying to break out, but he could not breach the blockade set by Locke and Hussein.
Inside the bronze cauldron, the Divine Eye suddenly rolled its gaze upward. Countless spirit macros transformed into golden light and shadows, rushing out of his eyes. Like a swarm of butterflies, they condensed into a translucent mark above the bronze cauldron.
That was precisely the spirit macro mark of this divine name!
For a Potion Master, having a single spirit macro allows them to attempt to decode it into corresponding ritual movements. However, to create a Spirit Macro Rubbing, show the spirit macro to others for learning, or conduct in-depth research on it, one needs to create a spirit macro mark.
Being able to refine a spirit macro mark is also a standard capability of a Second Ring Potion Master.
At this moment, the divine name of the Persepolis God Clan sensed an illusion as if he were being stripped away from the Sky God King, his consciousness beginning to separate from the divine name.
"Damn wizard, he actually has a way to refine me out separately!"
The Divine Eye's pupil swiveled; he was unwilling to die like this, as just a name.
He wanted to be resurrected.
He wanted to be resurrected!
He rolled his eyeball.
Suddenly, the Three Caves World shook again. The Ring Mountain and the land were seen slowly sinking into the Great River of the Imaginary Sea. The edges of the Three Caves World's land began to crumble into chunks of rock, tumbling down into the great river.
Demon Wolf Hell vibrated incessantly, and the four legs beneath the bronze cauldron were constantly shaking against the ground.
Locke frowned. "Something's wrong. This Divine Eye is actively dismantling the Sky Divine Pillar!"
"That pillar is the current world pillar. If it's dismantled, the entire world will fall into the Great River of the Imaginary Sea."
Inside the bronze cauldron, the Divine Eye was spraying golden phantoms. "Let me out! Otherwise, I will directly dismantle the entire world and make the whole world, along with you, be buried with me."
"Let me out."
Standing at the entrance of Demon Wolf Hell, Old Henry was full of worry. He felt the world shaking; even the sky of Demon Wolf Hell was falling down, with streaks of fire landing on the ground.
Fire crashed into fire, and the earth collapsed.
The Old Pirate seemed somewhat frightened. He quickly performed mental calculations and then shouted to Locke, "Captain, if the world collapses and the crystal wall system snaps in an instant, the energy released will be at the Eternal level. Even our exploration vanguard could be destroyed."
Inside the bronze cauldron, the Divine Eye roared in fury, "Let me out quickly, or we all die together. This time I won't back down—after all, you're about to refine me to death!"
"Let me out!"
The Divine Eye slammed against the wall of the bronze cauldron. Immediately, the five attributes of magical flames appeared, restraining and circulating around each other, scorching his eye.
The Divine Eye instantly let out a miserable scream, and a large amount of spirit macro turned into golden light and shadows, flying into the soul mark.
Locke manipulated the five attributes of magical flames, wholeheartedly intent on refining him out of the Sky God King's body.
At that moment, Hussein spoke to Locke, "Locke, how much longer do you need to refine?"
Locke calculated briefly, sweat appearing on his forehead.
"This guy's spirit macro is even more than I thought. Three days at the fastest, possibly a week at the latest."
Hussein said, "That won't do. In just another hour, he can probably snap that pillar supporting the world."
"Moreover, is your Spiritual Cognition sufficient?"
Locke frowned. Because the spirit macro contained within this divine name was more than he had imagined, his current Spiritual Cognition might not be enough to support him until it was fully refined.
Hussein suddenly spoke, "I can share my and the Old Pirate's Spiritual Cognition with you through a curse. I don't know if adding ours will be enough."
Locke looked at him, distracted.
"Can that be done?"
Hussein nodded and said, "A Blood Curse is inherently a type of curse magic good at connecting with others. Every wizard is born with a certain amount of Spiritual Cognition, especially a Second Ring Wizard. It's just that we aren't Potion Masters and haven't been trained in Spiritual Cognition, so I don't know if what we give you will be enough."
"But you must trust me."
A bright red curse spirit thread appeared in his hand. This curse spirit thread appeared beside Locke and also beside Old Henry.
The two of them glanced at the curse spirit thread, knowing they needed to let this Blood Curse bypass their Eternal Defense Field to enter their bloodlines; otherwise, the curse could not be established.
Hussein looked at the two of them seriously and said, "This is the [Same-Death Blood Curse]. As long as you accept my curse, our lives will be linked until I lift it."
"But our Spiritual Cognition will be shared."
Old Pirate Henry, however, fell into hesitation.
"I am an Enchanter, and Spirit Macroology is also the foundation of an Enchanter, so my Spiritual Cognition power is indeed not low. But..."
Locke pondered for a moment.
'A Blood Curse is formed through the connection of high-level geometric curse techniques and bloodline ties. It seems mysterious, but in the eyes of a Second Ring Great Wizard, it's just some geometry.'
'After accepting the Blood Curse, if I sense something is wrong, I only need to use the Magic Dragon Rose to activate the Magic Dragon Bloodline in my body. This Magic Plant can drastically change my bloodline in a short time, breaking the other party's lock on it.'
'Once the bloodline changes, those bloodline connections originally linked to the high-level geometric curse techniques will be severed.'
Having made his judgment, Locke immediately reached out a hand and grabbed the blood thread.
On the other side, the Old Pirate Henry hesitated. After all, in his eyes, Hussein and Locke were friends; among the three, he was likely the only outsider.
Should he choose to trust them?
Old Pirate Henry suddenly thought of something. His Ultimate Magic was the Great Captain's [Human Vessel]. If Hussein suddenly tried to move against him, he could immediately put on the [Human Vessel Mask] to transform himself into a Magic item, thereby reducing the Blood Curse's influence on him.
Old Pirate Henry gritted his teeth. Under Locke's pressure, he could only grab Hussein's blood thread as well.
Instantly, the three of them were under the Same-Death Blood Curse.
The lives of the three were linked, and Old Henry's Spiritual Cognition was superimposed onto Locke through Hussein's help.
Locke suddenly felt his Spiritual Cognition more than double. In other words, as an old Enchanter, Old Henry's Spiritual Cognition was actually greater than his own.
This was also normal.
Because Old Henry was a Second Ring Enchanter.
Old Henry said, "Even if Spiritual Cognition can be shared, what about this world?"
At this time, the sea of fire in Demon Wolf Hell was churning, and the Demon Wolf Giant had fallen to the ground.
In the physical world, the Wind Giant, Orion, and the others also watched in horror as the sun and moon became obscured and the earth cracked.
Locke gritted his teeth and said, "Hussein, Old Henry, I have to trouble you both again. Go beneath the earth and temporarily prop it up!"
Old Henry was dumbfounded.
He was a pirate of the Great Void who always picked on the weak and avoided the strong; he never fought hard battles.
When he encountered the Executioner Wizard in the Great Void before, he hadn't held out for long before immediately retreating.
Hearing Locke's command for them to go directly to the bottom of the world to support it, he was stunned for a moment.
Standing at the entrance of Demon Wolf Hell, Old Henry shouted to Locke, "Captain, are you serious about this command?"
Inside the bronze cauldron, the Divine Eye screamed, "Let me out of this bronze cauldron, and I will stop destroying the pillar. Otherwise, everyone will die!"
Seeing Locke show no reaction, the Divine Eye shrieked.
"You pirate, hurry and make your Captain make the right decision. As long as you're willing to let me out, I will hand over all the resources of the Heavens and Hell to you. All those ore veins can be yours—it's just Spirit Breath, which I can't even use anyway."
"It's all yours."
"I can even become your governor in this world! Augustine, whatever you want, I can give you! I can be your governor; why must we be enemies?"
Old Henry was very tempted.
Greed flickered in the Old Pirate's eyes; he wavered.
"Captain, I think this deal is doable. What we want are just the resources here, not this world."
Locke turned his head coldly and glanced at him.
With just that one glance, the Old Pirate felt a bone-chilling cold.
Old Henry immediately said, "I understand, Captain. I will do exactly as you wish."
Locke, of course, could not agree to a deal with this member of the Persepolis God Clan, because there was a completely irreconcilable conflict of interest between them.
That was the ownership of the world tree leaf.
In the eyes of the Persepolis God Clan member, this was the only thing that could resurrect him. He had spent a thousand years setting things up just to obtain the power of the world tree leaf.
Moreover, having obtained Hussein's help, his Spiritual Cognition had doubled. Now was the moment to strike while the iron was hot and obtain the spirit macro mark of this divine name.
The Persepolis God Clan was an enemy of the Wizard Civilization, and the value of their divine name's spirit macro surpassed that of ordinary spirit macro marks.
At that moment, Locke waved his hand, and a Four-Winged Great Green Leaf Dragon Sparrow flew above Hussein's head. It used a dragon tail formed from adventitious roots to bind his waist, then dragged him into the air, directly out of Demon Wolf Hell, and flew toward the heights of the Three-Cave Plane.
The Old Pirate gritted his teeth, adjusted the Spell Models of the enchantment arrays on the Three Magic Rings on his arm, then jumped onto the magic rings and flew into the high sky.
At this time, one vortex after another appeared at the edge of the Three Caves World, which was the edge of the Ring Mountain.
The Ring Mountain was collapsing downward, threatening to crush the lotus leaf and sink into the Great River of the Imaginary Sea.
Hussein once again activated his blood ancestor true body. He drank the blood he had obtained from the Divine Eye and then jumped into the Great River of the Imaginary Sea.
The body of the blood ancestor true body, with demon ram horns on its head, expanded infinitely. It transformed into a giant demon god as tall as the Ring Mountain. He used both hands to lift the Ring Mountain, like a bicep curl, holding it up to prevent it from descending.
Hussein let out a roar like that of a demon god.
"Lift up!"
Veins bulged across his arms.
Due to the Secret of Creating Humans, Hussein's magic pressure was now at 14,500.
After drinking the God Blood of the Persepolis God Clan and restarting the Ultimate Magic · life-stealing celestial instrument to digest it, his magic pressure was still slowly rising.
Even so, his magic pressure was only at the medium level of an ordinary Second Ring.
This magic pressure was not even as high as that of certain original Giant Kings of the Three Caves World.
Thus, as he attempted to grasp the edge of the world and curl it upward with his arms, they bore an immense pressure, even emitting a sound as if they were overburdened and about to snap.
Hussein said, "Locke, I'll hold on for as long as I can!"
Although his magic pressure was lower than many Giant Kings, the efficiency with which his Spell Model converted magic pressure into Spell Power far exceeded those Giant Kings who could only manipulate the World Principles through very primitive methods.
The Blood Race True Body stood upon the Great River of the Imaginary Sea, transforming into a demon god that held up the world within the river's depths.
Old Pirate Henry gritted his teeth.
"Crazy, everyone's crazy. Why did I agree to form an exploration vanguard with the Captain back then? This isn't exploration; this is practically performing major surgery on the world."
"Are we here to colonize or to save the world?"
"Whatever, Pirate Mothership Rule Number One: when out on a mission, obey the Captain's orders unconditionally."
"Whatever the Captain's style is, that's our pirate style."
"Hussein, I'm coming to help you!"
The three Magic Wheels beneath his feet flew out automatically as he recited an incantation, stopping temporarily in mid-air; instantly, the three Magic Wheels combined their Enchantment Magic Circles, transforming into three triple-enchanted Magic items that fell into the great river together.
Old Henry kept chanting, adjusting the Enchantment School Spell Models to enlarge the Magic Wheels until each was as large as a skyscraper, then fitted them over the three peaks of Ring Mountain, trying to find a way to prop up the continuously falling Reality.
'Bang!'
The three mountain peaks suddenly snapped.
The three Magic Wheels fell through into empty space.
Hussein was in excruciating pain as the heavy pressure of the world bore down directly on his arms; he didn't even have time to pull them out from beneath the world because it was too heavy and had pinned him down.
Hussein said, "Old Pirate, what did you come here to help me with?"
"Why do I feel like you haven't helped at all?"
Old Pirate Henry gritted his teeth and immediately changed targets, manipulating the three Magic Wheels to smash directly into the earth, triggering a massive earthquake and shockwaves.
However, the three Magic Wheels were indeed embedded into the ground.
Old Pirate Henry gritted his teeth, attempting to make the three Magic Wheels take flight to indirectly prevent Ring Mountain from falling into the Great River of the Imaginary Sea.
Hussein said, "Old Pirate, can you put in a bit more effort? This method of yours isn't much different from doing nothing at all."
Sweat poured down Old Pirate Henry's forehead.
"That's all I've got. I'm just an Enchanter. Wait, I can enchant you."
He took out an enchanted blade and flew behind Hussein's Blood Race True Body, carving lines of Spell Runes into his back.
A layer of strength-increasing enchantment spell unfolded across Hussein's back.
Only then did Hussein feel a bit of relief.
On the other side, within Demon Wolf Hell, Locke continued to use the Magical Flame Generation and Restraint Extraction Method to refine the spirit macro from the Divine Eye.
At the same time, an idea suddenly popped into Locke's mind: he could simply stuff the Divine Eye into the Lava Behemoth's body and then use them to fill the bottom of the Great River of the Imaginary Sea as an Earth Foundation, fixing the flaws of the Three Caves World at the time of creation.
But as soon as this idea appeared, he immediately became alert.
This was because there was a clear logical break between this idea and his previous intentions.
His original plan was to refine the Divine Eye's Spirit Macro Mark to solve the trouble permanently, yet now the idea of using the Divine Eye to fill the river had suddenly been born in his mind.
Locke looked at the Divine Eye inside the bronze cauldron with a strange gaze.
"Was this your doing?"
The Divine Eye inside the bronze cauldron completely failed to understand Locke's words.
Three days later, the Divine Eye was listless and had shrunk by an entire size, while the spirit macro mark became increasingly clear and well-formed.
Another day passed, and the Divine Eye had stopped its noise pollution.
At this moment, a human figure appeared inside the Divine Eye's pupil.
That human figure was clearly the Sky God King.
The Sky God King was returning in some form.
Meanwhile, Hussein and Old Henry had already supported Ring Mountain for four days—which was four years in the mortal world—and the pressure of the entire Three Caves World rested almost entirely on their shoulders.
Hussein turned his head toward Locke and screamed hoarsely, "Locke, is it ready yet?"
"Is it still not ready?"
"We can't hold on much longer!"
Within Demon Wolf Hell, Locke looked at the Divine Eye inside the bronze cauldron; it was now very illusory, and the spirit macro mark had finished refining.
Unexpectedly, however, the Divine Eye's vitality was even stronger than he had imagined.
He had already refined a proper spirit macro mark, yet for some reason, this Persepolis God Clan member had not yet perished.
What Locke found even stranger was why the idea of using this Persepolis God Clan member to fill the river arose in his mind every day.
Furthermore, he seemed to have forgotten something—certain thoughts he'd had during the Historical Reproduction Incantation.
'The Demon Wolf Giant said that my other half once discovered a mysterious power that attracted many god clans here.'
'This shows that the waters of the Three Caves World are very deep.'
'There is still a source behind this!'
'The one who acted is likely not the Divine Eye but someone else, and thinking carefully, the only opportunity to strike at me was during the Historical Reproduction Incantation.'
'In other words, that Historical Reproduction Incantation was likely filled with a power that could make me forget certain things.'
'That Historical Reproduction Incantation was tampered with. That Secret of Creating Humans was a kind of... compensation.'
Locke fell into thought, as he couldn't accurately describe that state; it wasn't forgetting a memory, but more like losing connection with a segment of memory or history, such that even if he still remembered it, he would subconsciously avoid thinking about it.
"There are two segments of Silenced Memories. I can't recall the first one no matter what; I must have forgotten something important. The second segment is memory related to the world tree leaf, but unfortunately, my power foundation is the world tree leaf itself, so making me forget that is truly too difficult."
"However, if I had entered the Historical Reproduction alone, I'm afraid I would have forgotten both things and reached the conclusion to stuff the Divine Eye into the Lava Behemoth to fix the flaw in the Three Caves World's creation!"
"In other words, Hussein and Old Henry each bore one-third of that mysterious spell's power for me."
Locke pondered, "Who could have set this trap? They assumed I would be the only one watching the Historical Reproduction."
If he had watched it alone... perhaps his memories of the world tree leaf really would have been temporarily silenced.
But such a powerful spell... Locke looked at the Divine Eye, whose reflection in the bronze cauldron was no longer a human eye, but the figure of a middle-aged man.
In the next moment, the middle-aged man's figure turned from illusory to solid, stepping from illusion into Reality.
Simultaneously, the Divine Eye's figure in mid-air turned from solid to illusory.
The Divine Eye became an illusion.
The Sky God King walked out from the illusion.
Locke flipped his right hand, and the flames inside the bronze cauldron instantly vanished, the firelight turning into black light.
Then the bronze cauldron flipped over and shrunk into Locke's palm.
The Sky God King took a staggering step; his gaze bore the weight of ages as he nodded to Locke.
"Thank you, Nicholas."
Locke said, "I am not Nicholas."
"I am Locke Augustine."
The Sky God King said, "That's right. That evil eye threw Nicholas into the Sea Eye."
Locke frowned; though he had guessed as much, hearing the answer still gave him a headache.
Because the Sea Eye was essentially half an upper plane—a mess of Time Turbulence.
This was problematic; with his other half thrown in there, it meant he could never find him again, as his other half could now exist at any point in the Three Caves World's timeline.
At the very least, the Three Caves World had five thousand years of history.
His other half could be in any single day within those five thousand years.
The Sky God King said, "But that eye thought it might have a use for Nicholas one day, so it placed the Principle of Secrecy on him as well. As long as I invoke the Principle of Secrecy, I can bring Nicholas back from the past."
Locke's eyes showed his surprise.
The Sky God King explained, "Before being exiled into the Sea Realm, Nicholas deceived it, making it believe he might find a way to fully resurrect it. The eye was skeptical but didn't dare to let him be completely lost in the Time Turbulence."
Locke nodded; it seemed his other half was quite good at thinking on his feet.
The Sky God King now invoked his divine power, summoning a Principle of Secrecy and transforming it into a Hidden Thread that seemed to connect to a certain existence.
The Sky God King looked worriedly at the Three-Cave Plane.
"I didn't expect it to reach this point. The Creation Divine Pillars can no longer be used."
"Mr. Augustine, this is our first meeting and also our last."
"Thank you for everything you've done for this world. I've seen it all; perhaps you were right, there is no such thing as a savior. It was my repeated calls to the outside that summoned that eye of the Persepolis God Clan."
"I must rely on myself to save this world."
The Sky God King took a step forward and instantly vanished, reappearing the next moment in the Great River of the Imaginary Sea, his feet treading on the water and his head reaching toward the sky.
Divine light shone from his eyes.
Creation Divine Power flowed through his body.
The Sky God King took a step toward Ring Mountain, an afterimage of the Divine Eye appearing behind him, appearing extremely frantic.
"Stop! Stop it! Are you crazy? You aren't a true Bannaradja God Clan member."
"If you turn yourself into a foundation, you will lose your self-awareness forever. Do you really want to do this? You and I will vanish completely in an instant, leaving only the purest Creation Divine Power to flow as support. Stop it right now!"
The Sky God King had no intention of stopping.
He waded across the Great River of the Imaginary Sea, leaving a trail of footprints on the riverbed as he walked steadfastly toward Ring Mountain.
His body was transforming into Creation Divine Power.
The Sky God King said, "I should have had this realization long ago. My first call for help received the aid of a world tree leaf, but the second call summoned you. And I mistakenly called out a third time; in truth, this should have ended long ago."
"If I had made up my mind back then, I could have assimilated myself with the Creation Divine Power while I still held the dominant position and filled the world's flaw myself."
"But I placed my hope in others. Persepolis God Clan, today I shall bring an end to our grievances."
The afterimage of the Divine Eye screamed behind him.
"No, I will never merge with the world! I am unique, I am one of a kind, I am perfect! No!"
The Sky God King walked past Hussein's blood ancestor true body. By now, Hussein's arms had been twisted by the pressure of the world.
Hussein turned his head to look at the Sky God King.
"A native... to actually possess such power."
At this moment, the Sky God King was in a special state that neither Locke nor Hussein could clearly describe or understand; he was almost one with the Creation Divine Power, as if he had transformed into it himself.
The Divine Eye was transforming into the purest Creation Divine Power along with him.
The Sky God King nodded to Hussein.
"I am sorry, outsider. This was never supposed to be your responsibility or burden. It is my own selfishness that has caused you such pain now."
The Sky God King used one arm to lift the Ring Mountain.
Only then was Hussein able to retreat. As soon as he did, the change in pressure on his arms caused them to explode, turning into a mist of blood.
Hussein's blood ancestor true body continuously retreated, panting heavily as his arms slowly began to regenerate.
He glanced at his two severed arms.
"Restoring so slowly... I used the Triple Immortality Power of the Blood Ancestor, Werewolf, and Pan God to strengthen the immortality of the blood ancestor true body. It seems damage sustained because of the world is not so easily recovered from."
Hussein knelt on the ground, gasping for breath.
The current Three Caves World was no longer the same scale as the world the Sky God King had once lifted alone. Furthermore, Hussein's magic was not suited for lifting worlds, so holding it up for just that short while had left him exhausted.
Not far away, Old Pirate Henry also breathed a sigh of relief and released his control over the Three Magic Rings.
His mana was likewise depleted.
The Three Magic Rings, lost from his control, transformed into objects resembling three massive mountain peaks and remained on the earth.
The Sky God King lifted the Ring Mountain, and the God Eye Remnant behind him began to scream.
"No, what are you doing? Stop it! At worst, I'll agree to return your body to you later. Just stop. No, stop it..."
"Are you crazy? Is it possible you're truly selfless?"
"Native, have you lost your mind?"
The Sky God King chuckled.
"You always mock me for being a native, but you forget that whether one is a native or something else, the way we feel about our own world can be the same. I love my world. This has nothing to do with whether I am a native in your eyes or not."
The Sky God King suddenly turned his head and looked in Locke's direction.
"I am at peace leaving this world to him. Nicholas is a very good person; most importantly, he does not wish to rule this world."
"Therefore, I no longer have any reservations."
In the next moment, the Sky God King completely assimilated with the Creation Divine Power. A surge of Creation Divine Power converged at the base of the Ring Mountain, transforming into the Earth Foundation beneath it.
The God Eye Remnant let out its final scream in this world.
"No, I want to be resurrected! I want to become the perfect biological being! No!"
A massive earthen platform appeared beneath the Ring Mountain, standing tall within the Great River of the Imaginary Sea.
At the same time, the Creation Lotus Leaf in the Great River of the Imaginary Sea disappeared, transforming into a world tree leaf... Locke reached out, and the world tree leaf automatically came to rest in the palm of his left hand. His half-body had already negotiated this with the Sky God King of this world.
As long as he helped mend the creation defect of the Three Caves World, this world tree leaf would be given to him.
"Congratulations."
A Locke with a gentle expression stood before him. This was the half-body the Sky God King had used the Principle of Secrecy to retrieve before transforming into Creation Divine Power.
This Locke turned into a shadow and merged with Locke's own shadow.
A short while later, Locke opened his eyes. His Advanced Meditation Technique had long since reached a level where he could remain in a No-Thought state at all times.
Thus, he had already seen through the Mystery of the Clone.
Naturally, there would be no personality conflict between the half-body and the original body.
Because whether it was the half-body or the original, both were him.
As long as he entered the No-Thought state, his spirituality would enter a blank state, remaining unaffected by emotions and experiences, preventing him from falling into the Mystery of the Clone.
Locke first closed his eyes, then opened them again.
"I see."
The half-body's memories of a thousand years in the mortal realm of the Three Caves World flooded into his mind, along with about ten years of memories from the celestial realm and those chaotic memories from the Sea Realm.
These memories were incredibly disorganized, so he could only acquire them preliminarily and would need to spend time in the future to sort through them one by one.
Among them, the most important thing was perhaps the memories related to the Ultimate Magic his half-body had spent a thousand years creating: the tree of prosperity.
At this moment, Locke, now merged with his half-body, found that the second world tree leaf had automatically become the core of the tree of prosperity. It first entered the Ancient Tree of Life within his Forest Sanctuary, and then his principle of prosperity also flew into it, settling into the Ancient Tree of Life and beginning to modify it.
That Ancient Tree of Life was also wrapped in a surge of natural energy, its branches and leaves intertwining like a sphere of trees, clearly in the midst of an evolution.
In the Three Caves World, Locke's saint incarnation flew in the sky, looking down upon the world. At this time, the three upper planes of the Three Caves World had all merged into the present world due to the various recent activities.
In other words, upper planes no longer existed for this world.
This was likely the necessary price paid to mend the creation defect.
The benefit was that a large earthen platform had appeared at the bottom of the Three Caves World, making it incredibly stable. From now on, there would be no more worry about it one day being submerged in the Great River of the Imaginary Sea.
Among the hills, Old Pirate Henry climbed up and shook his head.
"Really, I, the Poison Blade Wizard, have committed all sorts of crimes, yet who would have thought that one day I would do a good deed here and help this world mend its defects."
The Old Pirate felt extremely awkward about this, feeling it somewhat ruined his persona.
Should a pirate be doing such things?
Old Henry's mana was nearly exhausted, and his Spiritual Cognition was also depleted from sharing it with Locke to refine the spirit macro markings. Thus, he was essentially empty and naturally had no energy to worry about whether it fit his persona.
Old Henry contacted Locke using a Ganoderma Magic Plant.
"Captain, the enemies have been completely eliminated. This world is... successfully conquered, right?"
The Old Pirate had originally wanted to use the word 'colonize,' but thinking carefully, although he had indeed taken some resources upon coming to this world, he had also done quite a lot for it.
No matter how he looked at it, it didn't seem like the kind of thing a traditional Black Wizard did when colonizing a world.
Just as Old Henry finished his inquiry through the Ganoderma Magic Plant, the entire Three Caves World began to vibrate in the next instant.
The Old Pirate's eyes widened as he watched rocks tumble down from a boulder in front of him.
"My god, how is there more? How is that possible? Wasn't that Persepolis God Clan member already beaten half to death by the Captain? Could there be more enemies?"
In the Great River of the Imaginary Sea, Hussein, still maintaining his blood ancestor true body, struggled to look up toward the source of the vibration.
And the other Official Wizards of this world, who had just begun to relax, did not expect the entire Three Caves World to vibrate once again.
What was going on?
The Magic Dragon Rose appeared behind Locke as he flew in the sky, looking down at the Imaginary Sea. At the same time, the sensation of brain fog that had been shrouding his mind suddenly vanished.
Locke instantly remembered what he had forgotten during the Historical Reproduction spell.
Because he saw that as the Three Caves World's defect was mended by the Creation Divine Power the Sky God King had transformed into, that power turned into a large earthen platform pressing into the Imaginary Sea river.
A massive whirlpool appeared on the surface of the Imaginary Sea river.
Immediately after, a massive coffin bed emerged from the whirlpool.
Locke's pupils suddenly constricted.
Not just Locke, but all the wizards were shocked.
Such a thing was hidden at the bottom of this world's Great River of the Imaginary Sea?
What is this?
Locke's pupils constricted because he saw a mark on that coffin, which was exactly the same as the mark on the title page of the Witch King Magic Codex.
"That is... what is inside this coffin should have a massive connection to a High-Ring Wizard of Archaeology. And of the Archaeology High-Ring Wizards I know, there is only one who is most famous..."
"The Founding Ancestor..."
"Could it be that this world is one of the places where the Founding Ancestor hid his tracks, one of those fake tombs he created?"
To hide his true grave, the Founding Ancestor of Archaeology had created many fake wizard tombs.
Clearly, the one before them was very likely one of his fake tombs.
Of course, it could also be the real tomb.
The probability was just very low.
It could also be someone else's tomb, but such a massive scale, and established in a remote place like the Three Caves World, clearly didn't fit most people's status. The most likely scenario was that this was an inheritance left behind by the Founding Ancestor of Archaeology.
That massive coffin bed moved exceptionally fast in the Imaginary Sea; in the blink of an eye, it was about to rush into the three holes of the Three Caves World.
"Not good."
Locke quickly summoned three Great Green Leaf Dragon Finchs to fly over, but the three Great Green Leaf Dragon Finchs were completely unable to hold it back.
*Thump!*
At the critical moment, Hussein stood up directly and used his own body to block the coffin bed.
The collision between the two almost cut him in half at the waist.
But it finally caused the relic to just barely come to a halt.
Locke said, "Hussein?"
Hussein spat out a mouthful of blood.
"I'm fine. I have the Triple Immortality Power; I won't die. There should be something you want inside. I've stopped it for you."
"This thing should be the root cause that attracted those god clans here."
"This thing has always wanted to attract those god clans..."
"I wonder what its purpose is?"
Locke flew above them.
"It should be to hide its tracks."
Locke landed on the coffin. In the next moment, the Spell Model for Historical Reproduction appeared on the coffin.
Locke immediately disappeared from where he stood.
Following that, he appeared in a dark space, and then the long-unheard voice of the Founding Ancestor rang in his ears.
"Honestly... Locke, I didn't want to see you this time."
"That's why I used the History Stripping Curse to temporarily strip all karma between you and two segments of history, making it impossible for you to think normally."
"But since you're here, considering I owe you a favor, I can't very well just disappear in front of you. But actually... I still have a way to make this relic immediately enter the three creation holes of the Three Caves World, letting you watch as the fortuitous opportunity slips from your hands."
Locke curled his lips.
"The Founding Ancestor's sense of humor is as twisted as ever. So you stripped my history related to Archaeology, making it impossible for me to associate anything with you. You just didn't expect that I would bring two other wizards into the Historical Reproduction spell you tampered with, did you?"