Chapter 1082 Ancestral Cauldron: The Pact of Symbiosis
"Pfft!"
The Ancient Ancestral Cauldron suffered severe damage, and the several powerful members of the Ancient Clan also coughed up a mouthful of blood, their faces extremely pale and their auras extremely weak.
They stared at Mo Yu in disbelief, their eyes filled with shock.
They couldn't believe that even using the Ancient Ancestral Cauldron couldn't defeat Mo Yu. What pained them even more was that their clan's sacred artifact had suffered irreparable damage because of them.
"What!?"
Many elders of the ancient clans stared blankly at this scene, their eyes filled with utter horror.
No one expected that even the clan's sacred artifact couldn't do anything to Mo Yu. Now, is the Ancient Desolate Clan really going to lose the Desolate Ancestor Body?
"Mo Yu won?" Countless powerful figures in the world were equally incredulous upon witnessing this scene.
The Ancient Ancestral Cauldron is the sacred artifact protecting the Ancient Clan. Throughout the entire Great Thousand World, there are no fewer than a dozen Saint-level Heavenly Sovereigns who have perished beneath this ancient cauldron.
In ancient times, the extraterrestrial evil race invaded the Desolate Ancient Race. However, when the Desolate Ancient Ancestor used the Desolate Ancient Ancestral Cauldron, he killed several Heavenly Demon Emperors in one fell swoop.
Such a terrifying ancient ancestral cauldron was no match for Mo Yu?
"This power..." The suppressed Huang Qiu looked at Mo Yu in the sky and said in shock, "Such rich primordial power! He has only mastered the Desolate Ancestor Body for a few years, so how can he have such a profound grasp of primordial power and actually suppress the Desolate Ancient Ancestral Cauldron!"
Huang Qiu knew that the reason Mo Yu was able to defeat the Ancient Ancestral Cauldron was not because of his strength, but because his understanding of the power of the primordial world had reached the level of the ancient ancestor of the primordial world.
It was precisely through the profound application of the primordial power that the Ancient Ancestral Cauldron was defeated.
Under everyone's gaze, Mo Yu stood pale-faced in the shattered void, his body trembling slightly from the excessive exhaustion of his power.
The decisive "Return to Truth" finger strike had almost drained all his spiritual power and mental energy, yet his eyes, like a tempered star, were clear and resolute as he gazed ahead.
The ancient ancestral cauldron had shed all its divine light, shrinking to a size of three inches, and hovered quietly in front of him.
On the body of the cauldron, the fine crack caused by the ink feather was still visible, and the ever-flowing sun, moon, mountains and rivers totem was now dim and dull, like a pearl covered in dust.
It no longer exuded that arrogant aura that suppressed all ages; instead, it conveyed a complex sentiment—a sense of unwillingness to be defeated, a sense of bewilderment never before encountered, and even a hint of… exploration and shock at the primordial power contained in Mo Yu’s ‘Return to Truth’ finger.
Although it did not acknowledge Mo Yu as its master, its primordial pride prevented it from easily bowing its head, but it remained silent, and this silence itself was a form of unspoken recognition.
It acknowledges that Moyu is qualified to stand shoulder to shoulder with it, and even to control it.
Mo Yu slowly raised his hand, his fingertips trembling slightly from weakness, yet he steadily reached out towards the ancestral cauldron.
He did not forcefully take it, nor did he exert any force to compress it; he simply touched the cold cauldron gently, like an old friend.
The instant your fingertips touched the body of the cauldron—
"Om..."
The ancestral cauldron emitted an extremely faint hum, no longer aggressive, but instead carrying a hint of weariness and resonance.
It allowed Mo Yu to touch it.
A faint yet pure thought flowed from his fingertips into Mo Yu's heart. It was the loneliness of the ancestral cauldron that had been silent for countless ages, as well as the loss and damage to his essence brought about by the fierce battle just now.
Mo Yu instantly understood.
This ancestral cauldron, having endured countless years, suppressed the clan's destiny, and refined powerful enemies, has long since lost its original power.
The all-out battle he had just fought against himself only made matters worse.
What it needs is not only a powerful driver, but also fellow travelers who can nourish and heal it.
“I understand.” Mo Yu murmured to himself, a resolute glint in his eyes: “Since you acknowledge me, I will not fail your reputation.”
He sat cross-legged in the void, his hands forming a circle, holding the three-inch-long cauldron in his palms.
Immediately afterwards, he did something that made Huang Qiu and all the elders of the Ancient Desolate Clan change color—he reversed the original source of the Ancient Desolate Ancestral Body that had just calmed down within his body!
"puff!"
He spat out a mouthful of his life essence, which contained rich life essence, but instead of sprinkling it onto the ancestral cauldron, it merged into the chaotic energy around him.
At the same time, he formed an ancient and extremely complex hand seal, which did not draw upon the spiritual power of heaven and earth, but rather the primordial origin that had been accumulated since the beginning of time and was hidden deep within this Great Wilderness Continent!
"Boom!"
The entire Great Wilderness Continent began to tremble violently, even more violently than during the previous great battle. Deep within the earth, it was as if a giant dragon that had been sleeping for hundreds of millions of years was awakening.
A series of turbid, ancient, earthy-yellow streams, imbued with the primordial energy of all things, seemed to be summoned by a king. They seeped out from broken mountains and rivers, from parched earth veins, and even from the cracks in the void. Initially, they were like trickling streams, but soon they converged into a mighty river, rushing toward the center of Mo Yu's hands, which were held in a half-open embrace.
That is the primordial power of the universe, the original foundation that built this world. Ordinary cultivators would have to expend endless effort to refine even a trace of it, otherwise they would be assimilated into stubborn rocks and rotten wood.
However, at this moment, Mo Yu actually used his own Desolate Ancestor Body as a guide and his life essence blood as a bridge to forcibly draw in such a massive amount of primordial origin!
"Has he gone mad?! Such violent primal power is something even a Saint-grade body cannot withstand!" An elder of the Ancient Desolate Clan was stunned by Mo Yu's behavior, and then exclaimed in shock.
The Great Wilderness Continent is one of the ten super continents in the Great Thousand Worlds, and it was born in the ancient times.
Legend has it that the Great Wilderness Continent may not have evolved from an ordinary continent, but rather was formed from fragments of a core region in the primordial era. At the beginning of time, the most primordial and violent power was the 'Primordial Power'.
Over hundreds of millions of years, this continent has preserved the purest essence of heaven and earth from that era, preventing the primordial power from dissipating and instead allowing it to settle and condense.
That's why the ancient ancestor of the Desolate Ancient Clan chose the Great Desolate Continent as the place where the Desolate Ancient Clan would live.
Deep beneath the Great Wilderness Continent lie enormous 'Primordial Origin Veins,' which, like the heart of the continent, continuously emanate primordial energy throughout the entire landmass.
The core territory of the Ancient Wilderness Clan and this Great Wilderness City are situated atop the 'Dragon Eye' of these source veins.
The creatures, plants, and even rocks on the Great Wilderness Continent have long been immersed in the power of the primordial wilderness.
After they grow and die, the power they contain will return to heaven and earth, and enter this cycle again.
In this way, the primordial power on the Great Wilderness Continent will not be exhausted, but will instead be purified and circulated time and time again over the long years, becoming more and more concentrated.
Therefore, over tens of thousands of years, the Great Wilderness Continent has accumulated such a dense primordial power that even a saint-grade physical body can be instantly crushed!
Huang Qiu's gaze was deep as he stared intently at the ancestral cauldron in Mo Yu's palm, which was beginning to tremble slightly. He slowly said, "No... he doesn't want to absorb it himself; he wants to... replenish the ancestral cauldron's source!"
Sure enough, the vast and mighty primordial power, under Mo Yu's exquisite control, did not impact his body, but instead poured into the Ancient Ancestral Cauldron in his palm!
"Qiang——!"
At this moment, the ancestral cauldron emitted the clearest and most joyful sound it had ever made since it appeared!
It is like a traveler who has trekked through the desert for millions of years, suddenly encountering a sweet spring, and begins to greedily and frantically devour this incomparably pure primordial source.
On the body of the cauldron, the tiny crack, nourished by the primordial source, began to heal and disappear at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The dimmed sun, moon, mountains and rivers totem has been revitalized, and is now more vivid and dynamic than before!
The primordial energy descended from the cauldron's mouth once more, no longer a waterfall, but like a gentle necklace, swirling around Mo Yu, radiating an aura of intimacy and dependence.
Mo Yu's face turned even paler, and his body even showed signs of petrification, which was an inevitable backlash from excessive contact with the primordial source.
But the light in his eyes grew even brighter.
He could clearly feel that the ancestral cauldron in his palm was undergoing a transformative change.
Its power is recovering, rising, and even faintly reaching its previous peak!
A feeling of perfect harmony and deep connection was established between him and the ancestral tripod.
This is not a simple act of acknowledging a master, but a higher level of 'symbiosis'.
He used his own blood essence as a guide and the primordial origin as a sacrifice to renew the path of the Ancient Ancestral Cauldron. In return, the Ancient Ancestral Cauldron opened its ancient power and wisdom to him without reservation.
When the last primordial power was completely absorbed by the Ancestral Cauldron, the tremors of the forbidden area slowly subsided.
The small cauldron in Mo Yu's hand had changed drastically.
The entire vessel presents a primordial, undeveloped, and mysterious yellow color. The totems on the vessel seem to come alive, with the sun and moon following their paths, mountains and rivers shifting, and within the vessel, the scene of earth, water, fire, and wind being re-established and chaos being created is faintly visible.
With a gentle tremor, it transformed into a stream of light, actively entering Mo Yu's brow and hovering in his dantian, echoing the dormant Desolate Ancestor Body, together breathing in and out the primordial energy.
Mo Yu slowly opened his eyes, a hint of fatigue hard to conceal, but more so an air of absolute confidence and authority.
"this!"
Upon seeing the Ancient Ancestral Cauldron actually enter Mo Yu's body, a clamor erupted throughout the arena. No one had expected that such a supreme treasure, a peerless holy item of the Great Thousand World, would be subdued by an outsider like Mo Yu!
The ancient race members stared at this scene in utter shock, their eyes filled with disbelief and horror.
Compared to the Desolate Ancestor Body, which no one could subdue, the Desolate Ancient Ancestral Cauldron was obviously of greater significance to the members of the Desolate Ancient Clan. Everyone knew that the Desolate Ancient Clan was able to stand as one of the five ancient races in the Great Thousand World not because of the Saint-grade Heavenly Supreme, nor because of the Desolate Ancestor Body, but because of the sacred artifact that protected the clan, the Desolate Ancient Ancestral Cauldron!
As long as the Ancestral Cauldron exists, no matter what happens within the Ancient Wilderness Clan or what powerful enemies they encounter externally, they will always have a chance to rise again!
This is the source of the Ancient Desolate Clan's confidence as one of the five great ancient races!
However, right now, the Ancient Ancestral Cauldron, the sacred artifact protecting the Ancient Clan, has fallen into the hands of outsiders.
This is even more unbelievable than the fact that the Desolate Ancestor Body fell into Mo Yu's hands, because no matter what, Mo Yu also cultivated the Great Desolate Myriad Beasts Body and is one of the rightful inheritors of the Desolate Ancestor Body.
However, the Ancient Ancestral Cauldron is a sacred artifact that has been passed down from ancient times to the present day to protect the Ancient Clan. Mo Yu is not a member of the Ancient Clan, so he has absolutely no connection with the Ancient Ancestral Cauldron.
Mo Yu also noticed the complicated gazes of the Ancient Clan members. He raised an eyebrow, and then, with a thought, the Ancient Ancestral Cauldron appeared in his hand.
At this moment, Mo Yu had no dazzling divine light around him, and his aura even appeared somewhat weak due to excessive consumption. However, all eyes, whether on the young and vigorous prodigies or the white-haired elders, were fixed on him, or more accurately, on the object he held in his right palm.
It was a small, three-inch cauldron, simple and unadorned, exuding a restrained primordial energy. On its body, totems of the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, and the state seemed to have been naturally formed, and as it slowly rotated, it resonated with the surrounding primordial energy.
It no longer exuded the arrogant pressure that had suppressed eternity and made all living beings tremble. Instead, it gently hovered in Mo Yu's palm like a weary bird returning to its forest. Strands of maternal energy fell down and blended seamlessly with Mo Yu's own primordial aura, becoming one with it.
"Ancestral...Ancestral Ding..."
Upon seeing that Mo Yu could command the Ancient Ancestral Cauldron at will, a highly senior elder's lips trembled, and his cloudy eyes were filled with disbelief and shock.
"It...it actually withdrew all its sharpness on its own! Never before in history has this happened!"
"How is this possible? Could it be that he really subdued the Ancestral Cauldron?!" A young clansman murmured to himself, his voice trembling with extreme shock.
They had heard the legends of the ancestral tripod since childhood and knew how proud and powerful it was. Throughout history, many talented people had tried to gain its approval, but all had failed, and some had even perished.
Today, the Ancient Ancestral Cauldron has actually been subdued by someone, and it's an outsider at that.
“It’s not suppression.” Huang Qiu’s gaze was fixed on Mo Yu. Although he was suppressed, his vision was not limited.
He looked at Mo Yu, a complex look flashing in his eyes, and said with a hint of shock in his voice, "It's symbiosis! Can't you feel it? The Ancestral Cauldron wasn't forcibly subdued. Its origin is more abundant than ever before, even surpassing the peak recorded in ancient books!"
It was Mo Yu who, by using himself as a conduit, connected the Ancestral Cauldron with the primordial essence deep within the Great Wilderness Continent, replenishing its ancient depletion! This is… a contract of mutual benefit and symbiosis!
"A symbiotic pact?!"
These words were truly earth-shattering!
This means that Mo Yu is not the owner of the Ancestral Cauldron, but a partner who has received its equal recognition!
This is more difficult and has a more profound meaning than simply acknowledging God!
The Ancient Ancestral Cauldron, a supreme sacred object that witnessed the prosperity of the ancient race, had its original power restored by an outsider.
In an instant, everyone turned to look at the tall, slender figure holding the ancient cauldron, their eyes filled with a complex mix of shock, awe, elation, and jealousy—a mixture of disbelief and rage.
