Chapter 383

Chapter 383: Origins of the Otherworld

“Protect the young master! We must hold out until Saint Xuan Ling returns!” Blood-soaked cultivators formed a protective circle around little You You. Some desperately smeared blood on their defensive formations, trying to prolong their crumbling barriers.

Their efforts proved futile against the Divine Clan. A thunderous dragon roar shook the heavens as lightning bolts smashed into the formations. Crushing Pressure flattened every cultivator to the ground, blood spraying from their lips. The life-draining defensive formations shattered like glass.

Only the child at the center remained standing. Above them, dragons swooped down like falling meteors. Lightning surged like a tidal wave, ready to erase everything below.

"Damn those Long Clan bastards!" Feng Rong’s fists whitened. Though knowing this was merely a memory, rage burned through him. He shot You You a guilty glance, fingers tightening around hers.

"I’m alright." She squeezed back. The actual memories had faded with childhood, but the choking helplessness remained etched in her bones – that bitter taste of failure when her awakened origin power still couldn’t prevent the slaughter.

Girls they’d saved together, refugees sheltered in their Sect… all fell before her eyes.

Golden light suddenly exploded from young You You. Uncontrolled origin energy bathed a thousand-mile radius around Xinghuo Sect in blinding radiance. Lightning vanished. Dragons and attacking male cultivators disintegrated mid-air.

The child collapsed. This should’ve been when Sister Jing took her away…

But the vision continued. The golden light intensified, warping space until – CRACK – the sky split open. The tear widened like a hungry maw, threatening to bisect the world.

"That’s…" Yuan Qi gasped.

"The cracks!" Feng Rong shouted.

You You stared. The fissure’s shape matched those plaguing the Six Realms. She’d done this? She’d torn reality itself?

"Look!" Feng Rong pointed.

The golden light coalesced into a sphere, swallowing Xinghuo Sect and its bloodied female disciples. They plummeted into the growing abyss.

As the origin fragment fell through the crack, the vision followed. Above the closing rift, a figure materialized beside unconscious You You – Sister Jing, though only the present You You recognized her.

"What a mess." Sister Jing eyed the descending light sphere. "No time. Don’t worry – she’ll come." With a wave, the closing rift severed the falling origin fragment from its source.

The vision accelerated. Three observers gradually understood – this Celestial Realm was born from You You’s premature origin awakening. That desperate burst had accidentally dragged disciples into the spatial tear.

Cut off from Six Realms’ laws, this world lacked Heavenly Dao or Demon Path. Survivors – women Xuan Ling had rescued from death’s door, taught cultivation without demanding anything but You You’s protection – were trapped here.

The Long Clan’s betrayal destroyed their fragile peace. Believing You You died saving them, guilt and rage festered. They built Jingling Institute, cultivating relentlessly. Origin’s favor helped many ascend to True Godhood.

Weak? Train harder. Mortals can’t fight gods? Become gods. Can’t find dragons? Drag them here!

While Six Realms faced World-destroying Calamity, these women twisted demonic energy into spiritual power, creating the Bone Dragon-trapping formation the trio later witnessed.

You You’s chest tightened watching their vengeful crusade. Even while slaughtering dragons, they clung to Sister Jing’s parting words, awaiting reunion with Xuan Ling and their lost leader.

Time withered even gods. Without Heavenly Dao’s protection, they gradually fell, reincarnating until history faded to myth.

"How could they summon dragons across isolated realms?" You You finally asked.

"Debt." Yuan Qi sighed. "By causing the Calamity, Long Clan owed all victims – especially these women who became the world’s last hope before being destroyed. The origin answered their hatred."

Dragon souls never reached Nether Realm because they entered this world’s reincarnation cycle. Their choice to become Bone Dragons – shedding Divine Bodies to fully embrace demonhood – backfired. This realm’s laws let disciples summon dragon remnants but not true demons.

"It’s also you awakening," Feng Rong added. "Your return made the origin stir, reopening cracks. Isolated formations reactivated, dragging remaining Bone Dragons here."

Thus… the Long Clan met final extinction.