Rebuilding Terra

In that vast and boundless primitive world, the air of chaos permeates, and mysterious forces interweave. Bakar and Rotus, two once powerful beings, met their fate of death in this primitive world. The two remaining energies of them, like two forgotten stars, quietly exude a mysterious aura.

However, these two seemingly dormant energies attracted a mysterious young man. The young man stepped into this primitive land with a deep and sharp gaze. When he felt the familiar energy fluctuations, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he whispered softly: "Oh? There are actually two copies of the energy that was stolen from me. Now that I have retrieved it, I will absorb it back."

As he began to absorb the energy, the chaotic energy around him seemed to be attracted and slowly surged. But soon, the young man's face showed a panic expression, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, these two energies have actually generated a new self-awareness. Watch me destroy the consciousness of both of you and forcefully absorb it."

The young man no longer hesitated, and powerful energy burst out of his body, rushing towards the two energies like a surging tide. Under the impact of this powerful energy, the primitive space began to groan under the heavy burden, and soon it could not withstand the pressure of the energy and collapsed. Shocking cracks spread in the void, as if they were the painful scars of the primitive world.

This huge movement attracted Hongjun's attention. Hongjun was in a mysterious void, surrounded by fairy mist. He frowned slightly, looked deeply in the direction of the turbulence, and thought to himself: "Dao Consciousness, why did he come to the prehistoric world? Did he notice that I wanted to merge with his subordinates' Tiandao to stop me?"

At the same time, Held, who was far away in the demon world, also noticed the turmoil in the prehistoric world. A trace of surprise flashed in her beautiful and mysterious eyes. Looking at the figure of the young man, she murmured to herself: "Cosmic consciousness, he is recovering the residual energy of Rotus and Bakar. These two energies are his dark side. Something bad is going to happen to the prehistoric world."

The young man was still releasing super strong energy, trying to wipe out the consciousness of Bakar and Rotus. In his opinion, although these two energies had separated from him, they were still a part of him and should be reabsorbed. However, he underestimated the resistance of these two energies. Although in his eyes, these two energies were very weak, they were separated from his body anyway, and the three energies were equal in energy level. Moreover, Rotus and Bakar were two consciousnesses, while he only had one.

To the young man's surprise, he failed. The two energies stubbornly resisted his absorption, and the energy he released instead caused dimensional cracks to appear everywhere in the prehistoric world. These cracks were like the mouth of a dark abyss, emitting a frightening breath. A catastrophe began to sweep across the prehistoric world, and the chaotic energy became more violent, with mountains and rivers collapsing and rivers flowing backwards.

After the young man failed to absorb the energy of Bakar and Rotus, his own energy also began to fluctuate, as if a huge rock was thrown into a calm lake, causing ripples. The powerful energy began to stir restlessly, and then some mysterious fragments burst out. These fragments were like meteors across the night sky, carrying strange light, rushing towards an alien dimensional crack, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The young man looked at the disappearing energy fragments, with a trace of reluctance and helplessness in his eyes. He knew that he was no longer able to continue the fight, and forcing himself to continue would only make himself more seriously injured. So, he gritted his teeth and finally chose to give up absorbing the two energies, turned around and left the prehistoric world, looking for a quiet place to heal his injuries.

At this time, Hongjun appeared next to the largest dimensional crack. His figure was like a towering mountain, giving people a calm and powerful feeling. He stared at the shocking crack, frowned, and a deep worry surged in his heart. The chaotic energy around him seemed to feel his emotions, surging slowly, as if whispering the seriousness of this crisis.

Not long after, Held and Ezra also arrived here. Held's beautiful and mysterious eyes flashed with a solemn light, while Ezra's face was serious and determined.

Hongjun looked at them and said slowly, "The situation is serious. There are so many cracks, not only in space, but also in time. Although Nuwa repaired the sky during the catastrophe, there are too many cracks and they cannot be repaired."

For a moment, the three of them fell silent. They all knew clearly that this crisis was an unprecedented disaster for the prehistoric world. No matter what their positions were in the past, at this moment, they had only one common thought in their hearts, which was to let the prehistoric world continue to exist.

After a moment of silence, Held broke the silence and said, "It's not completely impossible. I saw that the will of the universe seemed to have collapsed and several pieces fell into the cracks. As long as we can get the energy of those collapsed fragments, we can use them to fill these cracks."

After hearing this, Azera said without hesitation: "You two have higher cultivation bases, so stay here to stabilize the Primordial Desolation, and I will go to the cracks to look for fragments. I have long-term experience in cosmic travel, and I can do it."

Hongjun and Held looked at each other. They knew in their hearts that this was not the time to act rashly. And what Azra said was right. He did have rich experience in space travel. In this critical moment, he might be the most suitable person. So, the two nodded and agreed with Azra's opinion, letting him enter the crack to look for fragments.

Held looked at Ezra who was about to step into the crack, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, and said: "Ezra, this crack is different from the previous ones. It is mixed with the power of time and space. You may be drawn into another long river of time. Be careful." After that, Held did not hesitate to divide part of his energy and injected it into Ezra's body, and continued: "I will lend you one-third of my power, so that you can temporarily have the combat power of the apostle level, which should be enough to sustain you in the crack this time. Be careful."

Ezra glanced at Held and said nothing, but nodded slightly. His eyes revealed a kind of firmness and determination, and then he decisively stepped into the mysterious and dangerous dimensional crack.

When Ezra entered the crack, he immediately felt a strong turbulence of time and space. The space around him seemed to be twisted into a mess, and the flow of time became extremely unstable. He explored forward cautiously, relying on his rich experience and the powerful power given to him by Held, trying to resist the impact of the turbulence of time and space.