Primordial Era: With unparalleled comprehension, I created three thousand demon realms.

Chapter 230, Part 5!
As time goes by.

Throughout the myriad realms, world after world was destroyed, world after world was devoured.

The ancient world of origin shines with eternal light.

Yuan Meng looked towards the Ancient Origin Realm, then closed his eyes. In this cycle, Yuan Meng was the loser, and a loser should have the awareness of a loser.

As worlds are destroyed one by one, the very essence of the world is devoured.

Many creatures also plunged into the darkness and joined the ranks of the dark beings.

This is inevitable; not all living beings are willing to fight to the death for their world.

Yuan Meng was well aware of this as well.

With the appearance of these dark creatures, Yuan Meng roughly understood what was going on: it was caused by the repeated cycles of calamities that had begun in the Ancient Origin Realm.

In the void, all is gone, nothing exists anymore.

Time seems meaningless here.

As time passed, the people of the Ancient Origin Realm began to return to the Ancient Origin Realm.

The ancient world of origin, which had been shimmering, went completely dark.

clang!!!!
As a bell rang.

This foreshadows the desolation of the Great Tribulation of Reincarnation, and the Ancient Origin Realm has also disappeared into the endless void.

The entire void entered a dark world.

There exist endless dark creatures.

The Dark Ages when there was no world.

The heavens have not yet evolved; they still need time.

It will take a considerable amount of time for the new myriad realms to evolve.

At this moment, within the endless nothingness, there exists only endless darkness.

There was not a single ray of light.

Yuan Meng sat cross-legged on the ruins of the ancient wilderness.

Let time flow over you.

The river of time flows ever onward, and time is always the cruelest thing, never stopping for anyone.

Similarly, the river of time will not be accelerated for anyone.

Endless darkness emerged from the void.

Yuan Meng opened his eyes and looked at the endless darkness.

“Everything is the original darkness, and everything is born from the original darkness.” A sense of enlightenment rose in Yuan Meng’s heart.

An endless void, surrounded by endless darkness, in which everything looks like a dark and boundless space.

In fact, this is an evolution, with something deeper brewing within it.

Endless time and space intertwined in Yuan Meng's eyes.
Yuan Meng was searching for some patterns within nothingness.

From a certain perspective, nothingness is the Great Dao, and the Great Dao is nothingness.

Whether it's the primordial world, the myriad realms, or the ancient origin world, they all originated from this endless void.

The void gave birth to countless heavens and myriad realms.

The primordial world was nothing more than a chaotic world that evolved from nothingness.

The only difference is the way the world was born.

The primordial world was born from nothingness evolving into chaos, and chaos evolving into the primordial world. This is a process, but in the end, the primordial world is just one world born from the myriad realms of the heavens.

Perhaps the starting point is very high, but in the end it is nothing more than a bright world born from this endless filth, and nothing more.

"Void, chaos, primordial chaos, all the myriad realms." Yuan Meng's eyes held a hint of strangeness.
Calming down, Yuan Meng suddenly realized that everything originated from nothingness and then returned to nothingness.

If we're talking about the primordial era, this is a place we must pass through.

Suddenly, Yuan Meng thought of a question.

Is it that nothingness has no boundaries?
Or is it that nothingness itself has no boundaries, is it finite or infinite?

Yuan Meng looked at the ancient ruins and left a Dao imprint there.

He rose and began to wander in the endless void. A line of pale golden footprints left deep imprints in the void.

Wandering in the endless void, this was the first time Yuan Meng had ever walked in such a calm and uneventful way.

Feel the vastness and eternity of nothingness, feel the immeasurable and boundless nature of nothingness.

Time goes by.

Yuan Meng wandered in the endless void and saw many broken worlds that were gradually returning to nothingness.

These worlds were all ravaged by plunder. Some still harbored life, but Yuan Meng coldly observed as these beings dwindled to nothingness.
One by one, the shattered worlds gradually turned into nothingness in Yuan Meng's eyes, returning to the void, becoming part of the void, or rather, they were born from the void and are now simply returning to the void.

Yuan Meng has set foot in countless worlds, some of which are already broken, while others still contain living beings.

Time passes slowly.

Billions of years have passed.

Yuan Meng arrived at a peculiar place.

There is no Tao or Dharma here, and there is no matter here.

Yuan Meng walked directly into the restricted area.

Here, Yuan Meng saw many creatures, all of which had one thing in common: they were all dark beings, carrying an aura of decay and depravity.

Yuan Meng looked on with a hint of surprise, not expecting that there was such a place in the void.

This is a place where dark creatures gather.

This is where these dark creatures communicate with each other.

Yuan Meng glanced at the restricted area, then prepared to leave. In the dark void, there should still be many such places.

However, these things are not important to Yuan Meng.

Yuan Meng was simply a little surprised that such a place existed; these were things Yuan Meng hadn't expected.

Just as Yuan Meng was about to leave.

A figure appeared in front of Yuan Meng.

Yuan Meng looked at the creature in front of him with a strange expression.

A supreme Daoist master.

"Fellow Daoist, why are you in such a hurry to leave?" the Dao Lord said to Yuan Meng with a smile.

Yuan Meng looked at him: "Are you the owner of this place?"

The Dao Lord nodded: "Since you've come, fellow Daoist, please have a seat. It's rare to encounter someone like you in this endless void."

Yuan Meng listened to the Dao Lord's words and then nodded, agreeing that it wasn't impossible.

Yuan Meng then followed this Dao Lord to a small world.

A small world that has been opened up.

"The cycle of reincarnation has just ended. I suppose it's because your world was plundered, fellow Daoist? By the way, it's been too long, I've forgotten my name. You can just call me Wu." Wu said slowly, looking at Yuan Meng with a kind smile on his face.

"Five? Does this name have any significance?" Yuan Meng looked at Five, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Five is because my world has been destroyed through five cycles of the heavens. It has been too long, and I am afraid that I will forget and become like them," Wu said slowly.

The "they" here refers to those dark creatures.

"Have the five heavens reincarnated?" Yuan Meng looked at the fifth one, no wonder he carried an ancient and profound aura.

"Yes, it's been so long, I almost forgot." He nodded at five.

"I wonder why you invited me here?" Yuan Meng asked slowly, looking at Wu.

"I wonder if you, fellow Daoist, wish to take revenge on the Ancient Origin Realm?" Wu said slowly.

"Hmm??" Yuan Meng looked at Wu with a hint of interest in his eyes.

“Revenge? The Ancient Origin Realm probably can’t do that,” Yuan Meng said slowly.

"And you're just telling me this? Aren't you afraid I'm from the Ancient Origin Realm?" Yuan Meng asked with some curiosity.

Wu smiled without saying a word and looked at Yuan Meng.

"If I couldn't even discern the time span of five cycles of the heavens, I wouldn't have survived the extermination of the Ancient Origin Realm until now," Wu said slowly, his words carrying a hint of confidence.

(End of this chapter)