Right now, no one was fighting, not even the devils. Everyone was standing and gazing excitedly as
their eyes beheld the warriors who had been thrown backwards.
Wherever restrictions went, opportunities followed. Usually, only places with invaluable treasures inside
them had restricted entry.
"Step back, everyone," Camden ordered the creatures of the continents.
His order carried weight. The warriors from the continent nodded and instantly retreated a few steps
away from the devils as well as the cocoon space.
The latter seemed like an amazing prospect. However, they needed to be on guard against a sudden
attack by the devils.
"Listen. I have a feeling that the suppressive force of this giant cocoon space won't stop me since I
have the chromatic energy," Ricky murmured to the Dragon Intent Grass.
"I have a feeling there is danger inside.
But that isn't going to stop you, is it?" the Dragon Intent Grass responded in a chiding tone. It knew that
Ricky was going to step inside despite its warnings.
"Nope. Not only must there be valuable treasures inside, but jumping in will also help me figure out the
nature of my chromatic energy," Ricky replied.
"In that case, leave behind a Flesh Replication of yours and use your zone to enter the cocoon space,"
the Dragon Intent Grass said. "Most cultivators here are powerful geniuses and if you use the Shadowy
Replication, you will be recognized."
"Got it!"
Ricky did as he was told and his real body entered the Massacring Zone, leaving a Flesh Replication
behind.
While he entered, a few upper spiritual emperors from the continent and the devil race were constantly
trying to find a way past the barrier. Unfortunately, even if they joined hands, their efforts were fruitless
and they were thrown back.
Finally, a few demi-saints tried.
To their immense surprise, the restriction on the cocoon space seemed to be lifted as soon as they
released their power. Instead, the demi-saints were almost pulled inside.
"Those at the Demi-sage Level can enter it," a few voices exclaimed.
Hearing that, some of the warriors had the brilliant idea of asking the demi-saints to help them enter.
Though the idea was brilliant, the cocoon space was cleverer and the warriors were thrown back even
as the demi-saints got inside. Now, it was obvious that only demi-saints could enter this cocoon space.
This fact greatly disappointed many warriors.
"Only demi-saints can enter. I think it is because they carry a certain amount of blessing power. The
cocoon space must not be resistant to the blessing power," the Evil Mandragora remarked.
Once it was known that demi-saints could enter this space easily, warriors from both the continent and
the devil race sent in their demi-saints.
On the other hand, Ricky controlled the Massacring Zone to try and get close to the cocoon space.
His initial assessment was right. Using the chromatic energy, he was able to enter the cocoon space
without a hitch as it did not reject him.
Once inside, Ricky decided to stay in the Massacring Zone. Everyone who had come in behind him
was a demi-saint and if discovered, he could be crushed by anyone of them with a finger.
Inside, the cocoon space was entirely drab and grey, much like the original chaotic world.
A mysterious power was floating inside.
However, it was a little different from the mysterious power outside. Now, it was divided into two kinds
of powers. One was dark, and the other dazzlingly bright.
In the dark section, one could see nothing but extreme darkness, fuelled by the pinnacle of negative
emotions. The bright part was completely opposite and carried a sense of the ultimate power of justice.
'Dark and bright chromatic energy... Is the chromatic energy divided into good and evil parts?' Ricky
murmured in his heart.
A shocking scene disrupted his thoughts.
Every single demi-saint who had entered this area started to crazily absorb the chromatic energy.
Creatures from the continent were filled with white chromatic energy, while the darker one rushed
towards the devils.
What they had in common was that the absorption immediately made them go crazy.
The more they absorbed, the more their bodies expanded.
And after a few minutes, the demi-saints started to fight each other like savages.
Simultaneously, the chromatic energy kept on pouring into their bodies.
They didn't seem to have any control over this absorption. It was as if the energy was automatically
rushing into them.
"What is going on?" Ricky asked in confusion.
"I don't know. But whatever this is, if it goes on like this, these demi-saints are going to explode within
half a day," the Dragon Intent Grass responded in a troubled voice.
At that moment, parts of both the chromatic energies merged together and the streams morphed into a
giant figure.
This figure did not seem solid. It had no face. In fact, it seemed to be nothing more than a silhouette,
half-white and half-black.
"What is that?" Ricky looked on in shock.
"Is there another creature here? What is it?" the Dragon Intent Grass and the Evil Mandragora said in
disbelief.
Once the figure had taken complete form, it looked at the demi-saints fighting each other in disdain. A
voice seemed to emanate from the figure. "Heavenly Ancestral God, did you think it was going to be
easy to defeat me? You eliminated the dark ancestral spirit and sealed all the bright ancestral spirit. But
that was never going to be enough!
Don't you know that while the bright ancestral spirit survives, a part of it will always evolve into dark
ancestral spirit, which will create my mutants? I can regain my powers now."
Ricky and his friends were shocked when they heard the monologue. "So this mysterious chromatic
energy is known as ancestral spirit?"
"Do you guys know what the ancestral spirit is? Have you ever heard of it?" Ricky asked.
"No, I have no idea at all," the Dragon Intent Grass answered.
"Ancestral spirit? Ancestral spirit?" Ricky repeated anxiously. "Whatever it is, it can be divided into dark
and bright ones. And the bright part can morph into the dark part.
What about the Heavenly Ancestral God that mutant mentioned? Have you heard of him?" Ricky asked
again.
"No!" came the simple response.
They had no recollection of hearing this name ever before.
"I think we'll need to consult some sect files and ancient books once we leave this place," Ricky
murmured.
"Who's there?" At that moment, the Black and White Mutant suddenly turned towards the direction of
the Massacring Zone and demanded in a powerful tone. He also blasted a ball out of the two kinds of
ancestral spirit and blasted it towards Ricky.
The latter dodged quickly.
But there was no doubt that the mutant had found him.
"How is that possible? How did he find me?" Ricky asked in disbelief.
Inside the Massacring Zone, even masters at the Potentate Level couldn't find him.
Despite the mutant's origin, he didn't seem even as strong as a two-star middle spiritual emperor.
When his attack missed the target, the mutant gradually walked over towards the Massacring Zone.
"Come out!" he roared in a voice full of shock and power.
62fb1bb41dcb31934bd49bda