While turbulence took over the three worlds, Nie Tian and Dong Li, who were still in the chaos, started to have a feeling of being stranded.

All of the other origins were greedily chasing after the drifting blood-colored smoke.

Having separated herself from the origin of darkness, Dong Li stood by Nie Tian’s side. Fixing her pitch-black pupils in the darkness, she whispered, “It’s consumed with the desire for those clusters of power from the blood sea.”

Nie Tian nodded slowly.

He was well-aware that the origins in the chaos were only scrambling for those clusters of blood-colored smoke because they hoped to have their Void Spirits create brand new species in the three worlds with them.

If they could do that, those new species would correspond to them, and only them.

If those species thrived, they would thrive. If those...