Evolution Begins With A Big Tree

Chapter 1253, The Transformation of the Worlds

Translator:  Ashish

Translation Checker: Silvain

However, without the Azure Dragon, the evolution of the Nine Realms was clearly running into problems.

Once, the Azure Dragon had been the very Will of the Nine Realms, governing their entire operation.

Its presence was equivalent to the core of the Nine Realms themselves.

And now… without the Azure Dragon…even as endless Spiritual Energy surged forth, it was dispersing in all directions.

There was no structure. No order.

Much of it, in fact, was being wasted.

It was at this moment that the importance of the Primordial Elves became evident.

“I, the Ice Elf, return to my place… O World, heed my call…!”

A sharp and resonant cry echoed in every corner of the Realm of Ice, and the entire realm trembled violently.

Then, a streak of icy blue light erupted from the realm’s edge. Within that light, a pair of massive wings, seemingly forged from ice and snow, unfurled across the sky, as a fierce blizzard churned directly beneath them.

Bing Xue, the very life nurtured by the Realm of Life, had returned at last.

*Boooom…Booooom…* With earth-shattering roars as her herald, she streaked across the sky like an aurora, leaving a vast, shimmering expanse of white in her wake across the Realm of Ice.

And at the same time, the surging Spiritual Energy seemed to have finally found an outlet, and started gathering into a flood, surging in the direction of Bing Xue’s figure.

This was the power of the Ice Elf.

As the darling of the world, she could guide the boundless Spiritual Energy, and in doing so, strengthen the entire world with purposeful clarity.

And she was not alone.

“I, the Fire Elf, return to my place… O World, heed my call…!”

“I, the Void Elf, return to my place… O World, heed my call…!”

…

One cry after another echoed through the Nine Realms.

Each of the Primordial Elves began guiding the endless Spiritual Essence, fortifying their respective Realms.

This marked a new round of transformation for the Nine Realms.

And it also meant that each of the Nine Realms was now one step closer to becoming a true Great World.

It could be seen with the naked eye:

In the Realm of Ice, a spiral-like ice peak rose up from the ground, piercing into the clouds.

In the Realm of Fire, a colossal volcano beyond imagination suddenly emerged at its center.

Each of these realms, nourished by Spiritual Energy, began to give birth to their core, a forbidden place where not even the Gods and Devils could enter easily.

These were not just Forbidden Zones, but also miraculous grounds. For cultivation, they held unimaginable benefits.

Even more astonishing, some Realms began to nurture wondrous Artifacts.

In the deepest part of the Realm of Void, where chaotic Spiritual Energy mixed with Void Energy, it began to coalesce into a violet lotus, no larger than a palm.

This Void Lotus was a flower that had never appeared within the universe. And yet, just sensing its aura, one could tell it was a Supreme Treasure.

As the violet lotus slowly bloomed, Void Energy, thick enough to touch, surged forth, spreading endlessly in every direction. Every time its petals shook, ripples could be seen pulsating through space.

“A Tier-7 Void Treasure…” An astonished gasp came from a Void Creature born within the Realm of Void, staring in disbelief at the violet lotus blooming in the depths of space.

Tier-7… and with Void-Attributes?

To creatures of the Void, this was a temptation beyond measure.

If this Void Lotus could mature, it might just be enough to push a Tier-6 Void Creature into Tier-7.

That was the terrifying potential of this singular lotus.

However, judging from its aura… the process of maturity would be no simple task.

At the very least, it would take a thousand years.

However, a thousand years… to create a Void Hegemon, was that a loss?

Absolutely not. In fact, it was the greatest fortune imaginable.

That was if the Void Lotus could fully mature, and if a Void Emperor existed who could perfectly refine it.

Both the conditions were indispensable.

*Gulp… gulp…* Swallowing hard, several of the Void Generals, like Wings, Trineye, once followers of the Soaring Purple Dragon, all stared at it, their greed barely suppressed.

But then, they lifted their eyes only to see a tall, slender figure lurking deep in the Void, not far from the lotus.

And in that instant, they all fell silent.

Among the Nine Primordial Elves, the Void Elf was undoubtedly the most terrifying of them all…

Her skin glistened like crystal, faintly glowing with a violet sheen.

Her deep, mesmerizing eyes sparkled like amethysts, and her long violet hair cascaded like a waterfall, dazzling and radiant.

And yet… this seemingly delicate girl caused countless Void Creatures to halt in their tracks.

That aura, so vastly superior to theirs, struck fear into their very Souls.

“This… is a gift I’ve prepared for Master…” A soft chuckle escaped her lips, as though responding to silent thoughts. The Void Elf chose to sit cross-legged, quietly guarding the blooming Void Lotus.

As long as her Master remained in seclusion, she would stay here. If he secluded himself for a day, she would wait a day. If he secluded himself for a century, she would guard it for a century.

Now, the only wish in the Void Elf’s heart was for her Master to see this carefully nurtured gift the moment he opened his eyes.

For this, she had even sacrificed a portion of her Quintessence, just to help the Void Lotus grow more perfectly.

…

At this moment, she wasn’t alone.

The other eight Primordial Elves had made similar decisions.

If they were considered the darlings nurtured by the worlds themselves, then their Master was someone even more important than their creator.

For the truth was: all nine worlds had been created by their Master.

Such was the depth of their loyalty.

Moreover, it was worth noting that if anything were to happen to Yu Zi Yu, the Nine Primordial Elves would not be spared either, because the Nine Realms and Yu Zi Yu shared a fate.

If he were harmed, the Nine Realms would suffer. And if the Nine Realms were harmed, then the Primordial Elves born from them would likewise fall.

At the very least, they would lose a great deal of fortune, and their cultivation would stall indefinitely…

That was the price they paid for their monstrous talent, which was reaching Tier-6 in merely a century.

However, the more one gains, the more one stood to lose.

Take the Dragon and Phoenix Clans for instance: owing to their overwhelming talent and powerful Bloodline, they reached Tier-4 upon adulthood. Yet, this very ease made breaking through to Tier-7 far more difficult for them than for others.

While their overwhelming talent and powerful Bloodline streamlined their cultivation, this very ease often came at the cost of lacking deeper insights and comprehension.

This… was the so-called ‘Balance.’