A double crisis! Pei Du had to resist being forcibly assimilated by the mother tree while simultaneously distracting himself from suppressing the chaotic conflict within Xu Shuangyao! His strength was being consumed like crazy! His newly reshaped body was ripping apart with a tearing, weak feeling! The dark gold lines covering his body flickered under the erosion of the mother tree's will, their light rapidly fading!
"Return...to...the...source..."
"Give up...resistance..."
The Mother Tree's chaotic will buzzed in Pei Du's mind like a million flies, carrying a sickening temptation and an icy command. Around the Throne of Thorns, the green cage of vines and roots was rapidly shrinking! The cold tips of the thorns were almost touching Pei Du's skin!
The shadow of despair, like an icy tide, once again tried to engulf Pei Du.
Just then!
An extremely faint but unusually clear throbbing sensation came without warning from the palm of Pei Du's left hand, which was pressing on the core symbol of the Throne of Thorns!
Buzz...
Those dark gold traces that resembled natural lines now emitted a gentle, yet majestic glow. This glow did not originate from Pei Du's own power, but rather... from the deep within the mysterious wooden symbol at the core of the Throne of Thorns!
After Pei Du was on the verge of annihilation and then reshaped, his original true spirit deeply resonated with the throne seal, and he withstood the crazy impact of the mother tree's will, deep in the throne that symbolized the extension of the mother tree's will, there seemed to be something dusty, more ancient and pure... that was forcibly activated!
A cold, clear fragment of thought, as if it came from the beginning of the universe, was like a stone thrown into a stagnant pond, instantly creating ripples in Pei Du's chaotic consciousness:
【authority……】
[Bound...bound...]
[Broken…chain…]
Authority? Bondage? Broken chains?
A flash of extreme bewilderment flashed across Pei Du's molten-gold eyes, then gave way to an almost instinctive realization! Like a drowning man grasping at a last straw, he no longer attempted to sever the entangled assimilated wills with brute force. Instead, he plunged his entire mind, along with any remaining willpower, recklessly... into the dark golden lines in the palm of his left hand, tightly connected to the throne symbol!
Sink into the cold and ancient connection point of consciousness that resonates with the core of the Throne of Thorns!
boom--!
It was as if the last seal of Pandora's box had been opened!
A vast, cold, ancient, and overwhelming torrent of will, carrying a sense of absolute order that transcended the chaotic will of the waste abyss, like a galaxy suppressed for billions of years, erupted from the depths of the sigils at the core of the Throne of Thorns! Instantly overcoming the Mother Tree's forceful infusion of assimilation, it poured relentlessly into Pei Du's core consciousness!
“Ughh ...
Pei Du let out an inhuman roar, a mixture of utter agony and a strange, sublimated feeling! His head jerked back, and the dark golden lines covering his body instantly shone to a blazing brilliance, like a supernova! Within his molten-gold pupils, all focus vanished, replaced by a pure, golden vortex swirling with endless icy runes and chains of order!
This ancient torrent of thought emanating from the core of the throne wasn't knowledge, but rather a kind of... authority! An ultimate directive, imprinted deep within this throne of thorns, on how to control, restrain, and even... sever the connection to the Mother Tree's chaotic will...
【Thorn Kingship! 】
These four ice-cold characters, which seemed to be composed of countless star runes, were like a brand, deeply engraved into the deepest part of Pei Du's consciousness!
At this moment, Pei Du finally understood!
This Throne of Thorns was more than just an extension of the Mother Tree's will! It was more of a... shackle! It was set by an older, more powerful being (quite possibly the true source of the "Source Blood" within him) to bind, control, and even, if necessary, sever the connection to the Mother Tree, this out-of-control aggregate... the ultimate control node!
And at this moment, after experiencing the baptism of origin reshaping, true spirit lighting, and will impact, this dusty throne briefly... opened its core authority to Pei Du, the heir of the "source" bloodline!
Time seemed to stretch infinitely in Pei Du's consciousness.
The vast, icy torrent of thoughts washed over him. Countless fragments of information about the "Thorn Kingship" collided, combined, and analyzed like stars in the "golden vortex" of his mind:
How can one sense the life pulse of every vine and every inch of moss in this wasteland...
How to mobilize the "order" energy within the Mother Tree's vast and chaotic will...
How to use one's own "source blood" as a guide, the throne as a hub, and transform one's will into invisible chains to forcibly restrain, or even... suppress the mother tree's chaotic instincts!
The more crucial question was… how to sever the energy "umbilical cord" that connected the Mother Tree's core to the Throne of Thorns! Completely escape the assimilation and erosion of this chaotic will!
The information was vast and complex, with a cold, orderly beauty. Pei Du was like a mortal who had just received a divine oracle, struggling to understand, absorb, and grasp the tip of the iceberg amidst the vast torrent of information...
But, that’s enough!
At the last moment when the Mother Tree's will was like millions of cold and slippery vines, about to completely entangle his soul—
In Pei Du's molten-gold pupils, the swirling golden vortex suddenly became fixed! All the chaos and pain were instantly replaced by a frozen, absolute will!
He held Xu Shuangyao in his arms, and on the thorny throne that was shaking violently and entangled with vines and roots, he slowly stood up, as if he was carrying the weight of the entire starry sky!
The dark golden lines covering his entire body were no longer merely a manifestation of power; the traces of their flowing light echoed faintly with the patterns of the core symbol of the throne beneath him! A cold, majestic aura, towering over all the chaotic life in this wasteland... a royal aura, like an invisible crown, instantly descended upon him!
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