My Beast Is the 12-Winged Angel Chapter 511 - 512: Welcome to the New World! (Grand Finale)

As the last trace of radiance fused into Gu Xing’s brow—

"Boom——!!!"

The Power of Origin burst forth from within Gu Xing’s frame!

That glow instantly lit up the empty battlefield, piercing through multiple spatial layers to shine upon the skies of innumerable interconnected realms!

Angel Realm.

Lanny, immersed in handling governmental matters, abruptly lifted her gaze.

She gazed in astonishment at the heavens streaked with holy light, brimming with warmth and immensity.

A profound sense of solace and quivering, reminiscent of being cradled in the maternal embrace, welled up from the depths of her spirit.

Myriad angels halted their tasks, unfurled their wings, and immersed themselves in this radiant glow.

Alternate Space, Human Race territory.

Long Zhenguo along with various Mongolian clan heads abruptly sensed a shift, hurrying out from the palace.

They beheld the firmament enveloped in an unfathomable swirl of chaotic splendor.

Amid that splendor, he appeared to glimpse every species!

Witnessed the rise of each civilization, and even perceived a...

Tangible and substantial assurance capable of bearing the destinies of all eras.

Within the city, innumerable Human Race individuals looked skyward, tears streaming down their faces without reason.

Blue Star, across numerous key urban centers.

Whether in the teeming urban avenues or the serene countryside expanses.

All humans, no matter their age or sex, ceased their activities simultaneously, naturally tilting their heads upward.

The sun’s rays persisted, the stars’ gleam endured.

Yet a vibration born from the core of existence resonated within their souls.

Ghost Realm, Insect Realm...

These domains, once overrun by the Demon Race and drained of life force.

Through their ties to Gu Xing, started to reveal faint signs of verdant renewal.

At the same time, profound alterations at the foundational level were unfolding in these realms.

Innumerable worlds that had been severed and isolated...

Now commenced an unparalleled magnificent unification!

The divisions between realms began to fade.

They ceased to repel or collide, instead resembling scattered jigsaw fragments, drawn by unseen energies to gradually align, link, and fuse!

The diverse realms, previously divided, were softly converging.

As though reverting to that fabled Primordial World which birthed all creation, only to shatter amid conflict...

With the unification of realms.

The silhouettes of ancient lineages, long erased from records due to spatial divides and clashing principles.

Started to subtly emerge at the edges of the merging zones.

Certain vanished core laws of the worlds echoed once more.

Even the temporal stream weaving through all existence gently blended into the unified realms.

An enormous, inconceivably unified and abundant fresh Primordial World was gradually forming!

Gu Xing floated in the emptiness, sensing the immense and formidable energy intimately bound to the whole cosmos.

Observing this spectacle, the Ruins’ jet-black eyes mirrored unprecedented doubt and bewilderment!

She regarded the metamorphosis unfolding ahead, far exceeding her predictions.

The cosmos was unifying, reviving, advancing toward a greater, more unified, and lively state.

This differed from her vision under the sepulcher scepter, of eventual quiet oblivion.

It also strayed from the precarious equilibrium she once preserved through cycles.

This represented a...

Advancement, a surpassing.

She failed to grasp it.

Why would the Origin bestow its dominion upon a foreign human, averting collapse.

Rather, it infused the essential binding essence into this fragmented expanse, discovering the ideal pivot for the broken mosaic?

How could this human sustain so many varied, even opposing world principles.

And harmonize them, direct them, guiding toward an even more balanced harmony beyond her imagination?

She desired to depart from the heart of this swiftly evolving space.

To retreat to the known, frozen abyss symbolizing absolute end, to watch, to reflect, maybe... to shatter.

However, the instant the notion arose, she discovered herself seemingly isolated.

The environs persisted around her, yet separated by an unseen veil.

She observed all, but could not interact with the slightest portion.

The dominion she commanded, linked to the Demon Abyss.

Became inexplicably faint, weak, and even... fracturing.

This was the core of the emerging cosmos!

Only she and Gu Xing remained here.

All else faded to the backdrop.

She attempted to invoke energy to corrode that gentle radiance.

Her mind willed it, but it drowned like a pebble in vast waters.

She no longer held sway over her might.

"No... this can’t be..."

The Ruins’ voice, for the first time devoid of its timeless serenity, carried a faint quiver.

Her obsidian eyes locked intensely on the silhouette at the light’s core.

Gu Xing gradually pivoted, his gaze encompassing the genesis and demise of Xinghe, the passage of ages, serenely meeting hers.

In that look, no remnants of prior fury, grudge, or combat fervor lingered.

Just a deep comprehension of all, and a sort of...

Nearly merciful tranquility!

He uttered no words, merely reached out softly toward the Ruins.

His five digits splayed then gradually closed.

No cataclysmic force accompanied it.

Yet the Ruins sensed a chill more absolute and encompassing than demise envelop her form.

Deep inside, the total mastery over the boundless Demon Abyss domain, fused with her being, swiftly ebbed away like retreating waves!

The dominion tying her to every fragment of terrain, every strand of Demonic Qi, every Demon Race soul.

Commenced to unravel, splinter!

The dominion she grasped began to pull away from her essence.

Akin to countless streams flowing into the ocean, converging toward Gu Xing’s hand!

"Ah—!"

The Ruins emitted a brief, choked cry rife with intense agony and incredulity.

She distinctly sensed her every aspect being stripped away, fragment by fragment, inescapably!

She strove to oppose it, yet even that effort grew immensely arduous.

Her awareness dimmed, her shape turned ethereal, wavering.

Once lofty, dictating the fates of an entire domain.

This paramount entity who vied across myriad cycles against the Origin, now, facing the lord of the nascent cosmos, proved as vulnerable as a flame against the gale.

At last, the final strand of dominion hers was fully drawn out by Gu Xing, drawn into the turbulent radiance orb in his grasp.

The Ruins’ form grew solid once more, then gradually dissolved like bursting foam.

Prior to total erasure, her midnight eyes captured Gu Xing’s serene countenance and the brilliant emerging world at his back taking form.

In that look, resided astonishment, reluctance, perplexity, and maybe...

A trace of exceedingly faint... ease?

As the Ruins’ presence utterly vanished from the Origin’s domain, the outer cosmos hit the zenith of transformation.

The Demon Abyss, this domain of corruption brimming with savagery, consumption, and shadow across eternal spans.

The thick Demonic Qi infusing each stratum dispersed and cleansed at a staggering pace, as if bereft of its root.

Countless grotesque Demon Race entities.

From base fiends to mighty Demon Gods.

All released their ultimate wails laced with torment and bafflement as the Demonic Qi scattered.

Then their forms disintegrated bit by bit like weathered sand constructs, obliterated, reverted to primal energy motes, rejoining the cosmos.

Absent the sustenance of Demonic Qi and the taint of the Demon Race, the warped, sullied framework of the Demon Abyss likewise initiated monumental shifts.

Fissured grounds mended, foul streams purified, the overcast vault lightened...

The whole Demon Abyss underwent the most profound cleansing and reconstruction.

Then, drawn by the potent pull and cohesive might of the nascent Primordial World.

The purified Demon Abyss commenced to drift and unite toward the world’s fusion hub.

The refined Demon Abyss domain, akin to the ultimate puzzle segment, flawlessly slotted into the new world’s base layer, blending seamlessly.

In this way.

An integral cosmos fully manifested!

Gu Xing positioned at the world’s heart, experienced the rushing vitality coursing through him.

He likewise perceived the grave duty to protect and guide the full expanse.

He gradually retracted his hand, the turbulent radiance sphere that took in the Ruins’ essence silently faded.

Flawlessly merging with the Power of Origin, forming an essential element in upholding the cosmos.

Next, Gu Xing’s sight traversed this freshly forged, boundless infinity.

Ultimately, it settled on the eight Guardian Beasts at his side, who had steadfastly fought alongside him to this point.

"It’s finished!"

Gu Xing murmured gently, his tone laced with ease, brimming with boundless hope for what lay ahead.

"And it’s merely the start."

"Welcome to... our renewed world."

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