More than 200 million Spiritual Energy waves pierced the heavens and earth, and the Source Laws of 25 Root Origins shook all souls possessing Source Laws. The extraordinarily powerful Fire Domain unfolded in the distance. Rod, without even looking, knew that Qingyu had exterminated countless monsters in an instant.

Rhein’s expression turned extremely focused in an instant and said, "Sir Rod, I’m going to fight."

Without waiting for a reply, his figure transformed into a streak of light, passing through the Holy Fire Sacrificial Ground, then soared into the sky.

Rod, however, sat down on the spot; he had more important matters, and Rhein was enough for the battle.

Upon returning to the Dream Realm, Rod immediately noticed that the situation was not good; the prior pollution hadn’t been completely cleared, and black marks were everywhere on the ground, like necrotic skin tissue.

Part of the pollution had invaded the Sea of Flowers, corrupting vast areas of Spirit Flowers and Spirit Grass, and the breath of life was rapidly decaying.

The Book of Knowledge continually used the Goddess’ Tears to purify the pollution, but the effect was poor, and the corruption was still spreading.

"Master, it’s not good. The pollution is still spreading. If the Holy White Tree is corroded, it will be terrible... We can only use the Colorful Dreams to enhance the Goddess’ Tears, otherwise it won’t be purified."

This consumption is a bit too much; 10 Colorful Dreams equal 1 Eternal Dream, but if not used, the entire Sea of Flowers would be polluted, and the loss would be immense.

Rod didn’t hesitate for a second, took out 3 Colorful Dreams from the Obelisk, and handed them to the Book of Knowledge.

The Book of Knowledge immediately began the enhancement, with a remarkable effect, but although the pollution was purified, the corroded spiritual soil couldn’t be restored.

Looking at large patches of black scars appearing in the radiant Sea of Flowers, the Book of Knowledge’s tone was very dejected: "We’ll have to throw them away; it’s such a shame. These are soils I’ve painstakingly cultivated with countless Spirituality and Soul Residue, and now a large portion must be excavated from the Sea of Flowers, the loss is too great!"

Just then, Asa suddenly shouted: "No need to excavate."

The Book of Knowledge angrily said: "How can it not be excavated? Are you going to eat it?"

Asa sneered: "Yes, I’ll eat it."

He leaped into the Sea of Flowers, devouring the black corrupted matter in large mouthfuls.

"Hahaha, this is truly exquisite corruption filth; if only there were more of it!"

Rod did not watch this eye-blinding scene, but Omir’s Spiritual Light was very interested.

"Sir Rod, if I’m not wrong, this is the spirit of an Ancient Evil Thought, isn’t it?"

Rod nodded.

Omir exclaimed: "Incredible. It seems this Ancient Evil Thought has betrayed its essence. Sir Rod, I can hardly believe it. Their souls are composed of the element of evil thoughts, and essentially, it’s absolutely impossible for them to betray the Supreme Will. How did you achieve this? Is there anything that can surpass the soul’s instinct?"

Rod briefly replied: "Excrement."

Omir’s spirit flashed slightly: "Excrement?"

Rod was not inclined to delve into this topic and urgently asked: "Sir Omir, can you tell me the cause of this matter?"

Omir’s voice turned solemn.

"Sir Rod, what do you wish to know?"

"Everything, but what I most want to know now is, what is the victory opportunity mentioned by the Red War God?" 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Spiritual Light flickered in the air and took a while before speaking.

"Ah, this is a memory I am somewhat unwilling to recall. After the defeat in the Giant Royal Court battle, we all knew Doomsday had arrived."

"Hold on!" Rod urgently asked, "Didn’t you fall in the Giant Royal Court battle? Did the Giant Clan not get annihilated because of that?"

Omir calmly replied: "No, it was a massive defeat, but with the help of the Seven Gods and the Lord, more than half of the elite retreated to the Royal City. However, all this was in vain; the initial Black Fog had already swept the Three Realms, and all struggles were futile. Nobody could resist the indescribable horror."

Rod urgently asked, "How did the Giant Royal Court battle end in failure? What did you release from the Abyss?"

Omir slightly shook his head.

"All details regarding it have been erased from my memory. What I faced was the untouchable forbidden, the unseeable presence, the indescribable horror."

Rod’s heart sank. Although Omir did not directly say it, he could vaguely guess that Omir and the Giant Clan had faced a terrifying presence akin to the bizarre Ancestor.

Recalling the momentum during the Human Demon battle, his throat unknowingly became dry: "What led to the extinction of the Giant Clan?"

Omir calmly replied: "Because of me."

"Destruction has arrived, an irreversible fate is about to descend, and the only thing we could do was to leave a seed of hope for the future."

"Therefore, in the Giant Graveyard, through the Giant Spirit Ritual, I sacrificed all the clansmen, including myself."

Rod’s throat couldn’t help but become dry: "What is the function of the Giant Spirit Ritual?"

Omir softly said: "You should know the history of the Giant Clan, right?"

Rod nodded. The Red War God Beakleus was the source of the Giant Clan. Before his fall, he condensed his soul into the Giant Divine Sword and handed it to Ehaius.

But surprisingly, the Red War God also left behind the Soul Ripple.

And this ripple was inherited by Giant King Omir.