Chapter 4451: A Second Primeval Wasteland?
Within the storage space, the seven colored key unlocked a door a door that, astonishingly, seemed to have always existed, but even Lin Moyu as its master had never noticed until now.
Only with the appearance of the seven colored key did this door finally open.
For Lin Moyu, this was a rare moment of utter shock so much so that it was visible in his eyes.
He had used this storage space countless times, but never once detected a hidden doorway this was ranked among the most mind blowing revelations of his cultivation journey.
From behind the door, a mysterious aura poured in like mist, quickly spreading through the entire storage space.
The aura was ancient and vast, transforming the storage space and causing its territory to expand at a breathtaking pace.
Before, the storage space was already enormous half a great world could fit inside but now its bounds receded into infinity, beyond even Lin Moyu's estimation.
He even had the sense that not only one Origin Continent, but even entire domains could eventually fit inside his storage space.
If it kept expanding, he could one day bundle all his domains and bring them anywhere, far more conveniently than by refining them and carrying them as ordinary cultivators did.
"If that's possible, then please keep growing."
Right now, Lin Moyu was hoping for even more mist and for the space to grow without limit.
As the space expanded, its very nature also began to transform.
Lin Moyu faintly sensed a spark of life forming inside the storage space.
It was resilient and strong, growing ever more powerful.
"Is life being nurtured in the storage space?"
He was stunned his own storage space was about to breed new life something he'd never even heard of, yet was clearly occurring right under his nose.
As the first life began its gestation, he immediately sensed a powerful sense of kinship, like a child of his own.
It would take a long time to gestate, and what kind of lifeform it would be, Lin Moyu had no way to know.
A storage space that could birth new life was no longer a "storage space," but an actual living world.
With more mist pouring in, the space's scale and strength ballooned further.
Lin Moyu sensed increasing barrenness and grandeur; he hardly recognized his own storage space anymore.
Dong!
A heartbeat sounded, and Lin Moyu was startled his storage space had started gestating a second life.
Not just one but two.
What kind of situation was this?
Once again, that sense of kinship surged within him another "child".
Lin Moyu couldn't help but feel a bit exasperated; not only had he become an unexpected father, but now he was getting more children all at once.
The changes didn't stop. Without any signs of slowing, the expansion continued, stronger and vaster still.
The mist thickened, but thankfully it didn't hinder Lin Moyu's vision; he could see clearly, regardless of its presence.
He watched as the edge of the storage space receded farther and farther away, its essence changing with each moment an astonishing transformation.
"There can't be more, right?"
As soon as that thought came, there was another faint sound this time not a heartbeat, but a call from his soul.
A new life took shape, this one specifically soul based seeming especially unique.
The process was slow; such birth would take ages to complete.
Yet the numbers...
With continuous expansion, one life after another started gestating.
Each built a tie with Lin Moyu every one became his child.
The seven colored glow and aura from the ancient wasteland's depths had long faded, everything returned to calm, as if nothing had ever occurred.
But for Lin Moyu, this was a transformation beyond precedent.
In only half a day, his storage space grew unrecognizable, now hosting more than a hundred embryonic lives at once.
He became numb to it all his control long gone; this was not a process he could halt.
Given all that, he simply let things progress as they would.
In the core region of his storage space, he created a separate sub space and stowed all his previous possessions there; this sub space was big enough for a great world, yet compared to the new storage space, it was only the tiniest fragment.
The space had grown boundless; as the process continued, Lin Moyu thought he might even fit the entire ancient chaos wasteland inside.
When he finally opened his eyes, Little Tree, Chaos Child, and Xiao Peng were looking at him.
Off to the side, Ye Yangyan stood respectfully, as if guarding him.
Xiao Peng asked, "Father, are you all right?"
Lin Moyu shook his head, "I'm fine. No need to worry."
Little Tree said, "Just now, Master, you gave off an aura like the Qi of Primordial Beginning I wonder what happened?"
No one but Lin Moyu knew what his storage space had just undergone.
He asked, "What is the Qi of Primordial Beginning?"
Little Tree replied, "It's the primal breath from the dawn of the ancient wasteland when I was born, I carried a wisp, but it was quickly spent and never returned."
Chaos Child added, "I had some too, but it merged with my inner world and vanished."
After their explanation, Lin Moyu basically understood:
Those born in the first wave of the ancient wasteland all had a special primal aura qi that could be refined into power and helped them through their earliest stages.
This was called the Qi of Beginning.
Later generations no longer possessed it, not even living beings born within Chaos Child's inner world.
Just now, Lin Moyu's body had emanated that same primal aura the Qi of Primordial Beginning.
No one knew why he should have it, especially in this era when it should long since have vanished.
Lin Moyu, however, realized it came from his storage space more precisely, from the lives starting to grow inside it.
"Does this mean my storage space is becoming a new world, independent of the ancient chaos wasteland?"
Otherwise, such primal aura should never have appeared.
What on earth was that mist behind the door, and how had his storage space changed so drastically?
He thought back to the dawn of the wasteland, when untold numbers of living beings were born at once not one by one, but by the multitudes.
Now, his storage space was repeating that history remarkably similar.
Could it really be transforming into a second ancient wasteland? The very idea was staggering.
Yet the reality was that it seemed to be happening, and evolution was already underway.
Lin Moyu realized his path was diverging no longer following the script Catastrophe Supreme laid, but forging forward on a brand new road.
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