Yuan Qingfeng unleashed a burst of black light, instantly distorting the surrounding space into a pitch-black domain.

Ye Ran frowned as he looked at the darkness before him.

Just a touch,

Ye Ran then felt a flood of negative emotions, including fear, despair, anger, jealousy, and greed, rushing towards him.

Not a dark world,

Rather, it is a world formed from the condensation of endless negative emotions...

"boom!!"

These darkest aspects of human nature materialized in this area, like a relentless tide engulfing Ye Ran...

In a short time,

The air became thick and sticky like mud.

Countless whispers of anguish echoed between heaven and earth, like countless vengeful spirits, forever lingering in this dark world, unable to find release...

At this moment, Ye Ran was radiating a faint light, which was extremely dazzling in the dark world that Yuan Qingfeng had created.

Like a small boat on a vast black ocean, struggling to keep itself from being capsized by the darkness...

It desperately used its own creative power to form a thin barrier, barely managing to withstand the endless erosion of negative energy from the outside world...

"Why is he so strong...?"

Ye Ran looked at the endless negative energy, a bitter expression on his face.

Even though he had reached the level of creation, he still felt an unprecedented sense of oppression, and even a hint of despair, in the face of such power...

From within the black mist, Yuan Qingfeng's figure slowly emerged. His face appeared even more sinister in the darkness, his eyes gleaming.

He sneered at Ye Ran:

"Is that all you've got? I thought your breakthrough would bring me a lot of fun, but it turns out it's nothing special..."

Ye Ran didn't respond, only gritted his teeth, his power of creation already pushed to its limit...

"To reach the realm of sainthood by constructing a world..." Yuan Qingfeng replied casually.

"The idea is good, but it's still too weak..."

Then, Yuan Qingfeng clenched his fist with one hand, and the black world surged like a tide.

It directly crushed the edge of the world that Ye Ran had been painstakingly maintaining.

The thin barrier of light shattered like glass, emitting a piercing sound...

"No!" Ye Ran exclaimed, but it was too late.

The black energy, like a hungry beast, greedily invaded his territory.

Ye Ran felt a sudden dizziness, his consciousness was forcibly pulled away, and the next moment, he found himself in the Divine Consciousness Continent...

The familiar World Tree stood tall in the center, and the vibrant earth stretched into the distance, but now all was shrouded in an ominous shadow. Yuan Qingfeng appeared, his figure even taller than in the outside world, as if he had merged with the heavens and earth...

"Damn it!!" Ye Ran stared at Yuan Qingfeng, just about to mobilize his Heavenly Dao power in this world...

But before Ye Ran could react, the terrifying black power directly enveloped the new Heavenly Dao power, like a giant python coiling around its prey.

In an instant, Ye Ran felt his connection to the Heavenly Dao forcibly severed, all his power isolated...

The black energy directly controlled Ye Ran, slowly pulling her to Yuan Qingfeng's side.

Ye Ran tried to struggle, but found she didn't even have the strength to lift a finger...

Yuan Qingfeng looked at Ye Ran, a smile playing on his lips:

"I've already said it, your understanding of the realm of sainthood is still far from sufficient..."

He looked around, his gaze settling on the World Tree, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes:

"Interesting, very interesting. When I let you go before, I had a sudden feeling that you would be of great help to me in the future, but I didn't expect you to be able to do it so perfectly. This help has indeed been substantial..."

Yuan Qingfeng burst into laughter, his voice echoing throughout the entire Divine Consciousness Continent:

"I was so smart. Letting you go was definitely the right decision. It saved me the trouble of creating my own world..."

"What do you want to do?" Ye Ran asked with difficulty.

Yuan Qingfeng looked at Ye Ran with a smile, his eyes flashing with a crazed light:

"Of course, it's to sacrifice you. A perfect world, plus the soul of a creator—what a perfect embryo..."

Then, with a wave of his hand, the Pure Pool of the Theravada Buddhist tradition appeared out of thin air, its clear water radiating a sacred light.

Yuan Qingfeng clasped his hands together, and the pool water, as if drawn by some force, began to pour into the roots of the World Tree...

A terrifying life force mindlessly poured into the World Tree.

The once calm tree trunk began to tremble violently, countless tiny cracks appearing on its surface, from which golden sap seeped.

The World Tree began to boil as if scalded by boiling water, its branches and leaves growing wildly and then withering rapidly, in an endless cycle...

As the World Tree surged, the entire Divine Consciousness Continent began its gradual collapse from prosperity.

The distant mountains began to collapse, and the earth cracked open into bottomless ravines.

A distorted vortex appeared in the sky. All the power of the world began to converge towards the World Tree, forming streams of golden light...

"No! Stop!" Ye Ran struggled to stop it, but his power was completely sealed, and he could only watch helplessly as his World Tree was tortured.

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