Chapter 461: O Master of the High Tower!

It seemed he was in a very good mood.

After the mysterious masked person brought Su Ping's Avatar into the shadow of the giant black tree.

He introduced the incomparably huge tree before them with a hint of smugness:

"Do you see? This is the greatest creation of the Moyu Realm, the Moyu Ancient Tree!"

"Praise the Moyu Ancient Tree; it is only because of its existence that the Moyu Realm has gained the recognition of the Great Consciousness of Chaos."

"And allowed our clan to also gain the recognition of the Great Consciousness of Chaos, becoming humble servants of Chaos."

As he spoke, Su Ping's Avatar could feel a huge black ancient tree appearing in his mind, alongside the mocking laughter of those Demon Gods.

Fragments of memory emerged from his heart.

The Moyu Realm was originally just an ordinary Great World.

But on a certain day, this Great World encountered an invasion from the Chaos.

Like many other intelligent civilizations, they chose to resist the Chaos to the end.

And relying on the foundation of this world, the abilities of the Moyu Ancient Trees distributed throughout the Great World even achieved a certain advantage in the initial resistance.

Giving the natives of this world even a hope of defeating the Chaos.

However, in the end, this sliver of hope was deemed nothing more than an unrealistic delusion.

When the Chaos tore open a gap in that Shikong Haiyu, allowing Demon Venerables equivalent to the Ten-Tier to descend in their true bodies.

Even with the advantage of the terrain, the natives of the Moyu Realm fought with all their might, and countless heroes displayed courage worthy of song and tears.

In the end, however, it was worthless before the true power of the Chaos.

The Great World ultimately suffered a full-scale invasion by the Chaos Army.

The sky, the earth, and the oceans all turned into dead zones no longer suitable for life to survive.

Just when less than one in ten of the Moyu Realm's natives remained, and the rest were about to be thoroughly transformed into the lowest-level Chaos Demon Spirits or even Demon Insects, never to rise again.

The Moyu Ancient Tree underwent a mutation.

An inconspicuous Moyu Ancient Tree devoured all the remaining kin in the Great World, then transformed into a giant tree ten thousand meters tall.

And it released a black light that imprisoned all the Chaos Army then present in the Great World.

Although, unfortunately, this change only lasted for a brief moment before being broken by the Chaos Demon Gods.

Fortunately, the Moyu Ancient Tree had demonstrated its value.

The Moyu Realm therefore did not become food for the Chaos Demon Gods.

The Moyu Realm was entirely incorporated into the Chaos, becoming a Great World within the Chaos space-time.

Although all living beings of the Moyu Realm were henceforth deprived of freedom, their lives and deaths resting on a single thought of the Demon Gods.

At least, the Moyu Realm was preserved, they survived, and were even able to continue a portion of their civilization...

After finishing this memory, Su Ping's Avatar sensed that his Divine Soul and even his primordial spirit were trapped in some kind of profound imprisonment.

It was as if he were trapped in a prison specifically targeting the Divine Soul and consciousness.

Added to the fact that his physical body could not move after entering the Moyu Realm.

Hmm... could this be considered a double imprisonment?

Su Ping's Avatar did not panic; gazing at the Moyu Ancient Tree in front of him, he guessed through his memories that these imprisonments must be the special ability of this giant tree.

And observing the information it transmitted was likely one of the triggers, right?

This point, at least, had the rudiments of Abyss Pollution.

The mysterious masked person let go of the hand gripping Su Ping's Avatar and suddenly chuckled, "Heh heh heh."

"The great Moyu Ancient Tree has told me."

"So, you are an Avatar."

"No wonder you have been so calm, but... here, calmness is of no use."

"Although you are only an Avatar."

"But, if you lose a top-tier wood-attribute Avatar and gain nothing, your true body will feel the pain, won't it?"

The mysterious masked person stared into the eyes of Su Ping's Avatar; seeing no desired expression, he was not disappointed, but simply spread his hands and continued:

"You should be able to feel the power of the Moyu now, right?"

"This is a power that even Chaos Demon Gods would be imprisoned by."

"No matter what little schemes you have, even if this secret could be hidden in the deepest part of your Divine Soul, in your sea of consciousness..."

"Under the power of the Moyu, you will never have the opportunity to use it."

"This is also why, even though there were some questions about you, it was agreed to bring you to the Moyu Realm."

"For millions of years, top-tier nourishment like you who delivers yourself to our door, while not many, is not exactly rare either."

"Heh heh heh, you will be buried deep underground, and under the entanglement of the ancient tree's roots, you will be thoroughly absorbed."

The mysterious masked person said this.

Roots of black trees emerged from the ground.

These tree roots crawled onto Su Ping's Avatar, wrapped him up—unable to move as he was—and dragged him into the soil.

In the blink of an eye, he had already descended thousands of meters deep underground.

The mysterious masked person withdrew his gaze, seemingly not wanting to waste any more time on a foregone conclusion.

He straightened his clothes, took a step, and transformed into a mass of black mist, heading toward the canopy of the Moyu Ancient Tree.

There, hidden within the canopy, was a verdant Crystal Palace.

A Demigod who had successfully ascended from the Moyu Clan and many high-ranking officials were there, presiding over the overall situation of the clan.

The Demon Venerable's eyeball relied on the nutrients and foundation of the Moyu Realm to avoid being expelled.

And the massive workload required to maintain this balance was enough to leave countless superiors overwhelmed.

Sigh!

Deep underground, Su Ping's avatar confirmed the severity of this Magic Prison confinement.

No divine abilities or Secret Techniques could be used.

Even though his avatar was formed from a branch of the Golden Leaf Bodhi Tree, it could not conjure a phantom image of the Golden Leaf Bodhi Tree.

From this perspective, even if a Heavenly Immortal from the Three Great Alliances were unfortunate enough to be caught, they would likely be trapped in the Magic Prison and lose their combat capability.

Fortunately, the Pot Heaven could still take effect.

Following the invitation to enter the Pot Heaven and immediately returning with the Invitation Letter.

It seemed as if it had only vanished for a fleeting moment.

Yet, the roots of the Moyu Ancient Tree that had trapped Su Ping's avatar discovered the anomaly and paused in unison.

The divine sense from the Moyu Ancient Tree descended in an instant.

Su Ping's avatar could feel that this consciousness came from all directions, numbering at least several hundred.

Yet, there were not several hundred Moyu Ancient Trees.

In fact, there was only one Moyu Ancient Tree in the entire Moyu Realm; the rest were its avatars.

The Moyu Ancient Tree did not detect any danger from Su Ping's avatar.

Although it saw that the other party seemed to have acquired some strange soul item.

Just as the Moyu Ancient Tree was bewildered.

Su Ping did not hesitate to use the Abyss Challenge Invitation Letter.

Needless to say, he chose the highest difficulty level available for the challenge.

After confirming the Abyss Challenge named Extreme Cold difficulty.

Su Ping did not intend to let this avatar die in vain.

He directly invited it back into the Pot Heaven, causing it to truly vanish this time, never to be seen again.

This also left the Moyu Ancient Tree stunned for a moment.

It was too late to react further.

All the Moyu Ancient Trees in the Moyu Realm collectively rioted.

The earth roared, and the sky trembled.

Every living being in the Moyu Realm could hear the warning of the Moyu Ancient Tree ringing in their ears.

The mysterious masked person who had brought Su Ping's avatar in had not yet had time to kneel in the palace before rushing out with other clansmen, flying above the tree canopy.

All living beings looked toward the distant horizon.

And in the outer space of the Moyu Realm, the phantoms of the Chaos Demon Gods also turned their heads to look at the Great World behind them, sensing something.

Amidst their confusion, they heard the warning issued by the Demon Venerable's eyeball from within the Great World.

Suddenly.

Viewed from further away, the Chaos Army, which had been advancing at a slow but steady and constant speed,

appeared to come to a distinct halt at this moment.

This caused the avatars of the Great Abilities of the Three Great Alliances, who had been observing from afar, to notice the anomaly.

At first, they were not certain, but after hurriedly confirming multiple times, they discovered that the Chaos Army had truly stopped.

Realizing that something major must have happened, they hurriedly reported it while simultaneously—

The Great Abilities of the Three Great Alliances gathered in one place and peered through an Innate Supreme Treasure.

This peeping was originally just a probe.

Yet unexpectedly, it was not blocked by those Chaos Demon Gods.

Soon, the Great Abilities knew why there was no obstruction.

It was because on the surface of that Chaos Great World with the Demon Venerable's eyeball,

a massive change had occurred!

A silver-shining, ring-shaped tower, likely a million meters tall, stood towering on the surface.

It attracted the gaze of all the Chaos Army in the vicinity.

Whether they were those Chaos Demon God phantoms or various tangible Chaos demons and monsters.

They were all drawn to the Silver-white Tower, their minds captivated.

And upon gazing at this touch of silver-white.

They seemed to hear a hymn of praise from the heavens in their ears:

"O Master of the Tower!"

"You are as brilliant as a song!"

"Master of the Tower?"

"One of the Abyss Seven Monarchs, the Master of the Tower!"

"Is that Silver-white Tower the manifestation of its projection into reality?"

Hearing the title of Master of the Tower.

The avatars of the Great Abilities of the Three Great Alliances, far away, withdrew their minds in shock.

They were astonished and uncertain, not daring to continue observing, yet truly curious about the spectacle of the Chaos Army encountering an Abyss Monarch—a case of dogs biting dogs.

Fortunately, they soon realized that the power of the Abyss did not seem to radiate along their line of observation.

It appeared that the power of the Abyss was subject to some kind of restriction and could not yet act as wantonly as the Dark Catastrophe.

As long as one observed its physical form directly, one would not suffer Mental Pollution.

They quickly cast spells, causing the image on the Innate Supreme Treasure to undergo subtle, distorted changes.

Still not feeling at ease, a Daoist threw out a puppet to use for observation, and they then read the memory footage after the puppet had seen it.

In the Moyu Realm.

The riot of the Moyu Ancient Tree could not stop the descent of the Master of the High Tower.

The earth split open into a bottomless pit.

Then, from within the pit, a Silver-white Tower rose up, its footprint already exceeding the size of an ordinary Small World.

The divine sense of the Moyu Ancient Tree slammed into the body of the Silver-white Tower, yet it was unable to penetrate inside.

Instead, it caused the living beings on the crown of the Moyu Ancient Tree to hear the hymn of the Master of the High Tower more clearly.

"The tower is the world, the world is the tower..."

"Oh, Master of the High Tower, you are willing to grant all spirits an equal opportunity."

"Enter the tower; the wishes of all living beings can be realized in this place."

The mysterious masked person looked at the Silver-white Tower, their mind drifting into a trance.

They listened to content distinct from the hymn.

As a Chaos creature, they naturally refused firmly.

However, there was a trace of wavering in their words, a trace of delusion regarding a certain wish.

The mysterious masked person vanished under the gazes of their companions nearby.

The disappearance of the masked person did not surprise them for long.

More and more living beings of the Moyu Realm vanished.

This even included the Chaos demons who had come to help.

A phantom of a Chaos Demon God could not help but descend, then charged toward the Silver-white Tower.

As a result, they reached halfway.

This Chaos Demon God phantom then likewise vanished.

And in the process of more and more living beings disappearing.

Some Moyu natives discovered a change in the Silver-white Tower.

The Silver-white Tower seemed to begin lighting up from the bottom.

Then, layer after layer, light emerged.

Ten layers, a hundred layers, a thousand layers... ten thousand layers!

Accompanied by the disappearance of the Chaos Demon God phantom as well.

The entire Silver-white Tower seemed to light up.

And then, after flickering a few times.

The light dimmed once more.

About one-tenth of the vanished Demon God phantoms and various living beings reappeared outside the tower.

The mysterious masked person was among them.

Only, at this moment, they had removed their disguise; their skin was fair and delicate, and apart from having two horns on their head, they looked somewhat similar to a Western elf.

The natives on the Moyu Ancient Tree looked at the other party, all of them greatly shocked in their hearts.

That appearance... that was how the Moyu Clan was originally supposed to look.

Instead of the current monstrous appearance after being invaded by Chaos Power, with charred black skin all over and eyes and mouths appearing everywhere.

"Hehehe, restored; not only restored, I have even become stronger, I have broken through!"

"Praise the Master of the High Tower, you did not deceive me, this humble ephemera."

"Oh, Master of the High Tower, you are as brilliant as a song!"

The masked person had restored their original true form, and their cultivation had broken through a major realm compared to before.

This made them ecstatic, turning them into a devout believer of the Master of the High Tower.

And such an individual was not an isolated case.

Those Moyu Clan living beings who appeared had all restored their former appearance and their strength had greatly increased.

More crucially, the Chaos Power on their bodies, their connection to the Great Chaos Consciousness... at least for now, it appeared to have been severed!

"Is this the great power of an Abyss Monarch?"

"To be able to sever our connection with Chaos..."

"An illusion, this must be an illusion given to us by that Master of the High Tower!"

The incredulous Demigod of the Moyu Clan raised their scepter and let out a loud cry.

Then, this Demigod suddenly vanished.

Seeing its disappearance, the Elders nearby did not feel surprised.

His Highness... even in the depths of his heart, he could not resist the temptation of the Master of the High Tower.

Thinking of this, those high-ranking members of the Moyu Clan nearby also vanished one by one.

Following their disappearance.

The Silver-white Tower began to light up layer by layer once again.

The Chaos Demon God phantoms focused their attention on the Demon God phantom that had appeared.

That Demon God phantom had crimson eyes, and after raising its head to meet the gazes of its companions.

The Chaos Demon God phantoms in the outside world saw the memories left behind by the other party.

Inside that Silver-white Tower, there were individual worlds.

Each layer was a different world.

That Silver-white Tower had thirty-six thousand layers, meaning there were thirty-six thousand worlds inside.

After they enter within, they will experience the trials and tribulations of different worlds.

Only by passing through layer upon layer of difficulties and experiencing life and death countless times, with one's consciousness remaining Undying.

Can one climb to the top of the tower, receive the reward of the Master of the High Tower, and obtain a new life that severs the past and the future.