Start from a baby to become a Taoist

Chapter 430, Section 438: What kind of monster has been born?

born!

Boom!
A deep, muffled heartbeat resounded, like the beating of a drum!

The news spread throughout the entire silent Sword Tomb!

That voice carried an indescribable majesty, a vastness, and a chilling emptiness.

Yu Kong felt a chill run down his spine!

He sensed an unprecedentedly terrifying aura slowly awakening within his newly "reborn" heart!
That aura possessed both the domineering power and oppressive force of an ancient will!
And then there's Xu Ran's unwavering and resolute edge!

It also contains a trace of the terrifying "nothingness" of the Sword of Annihilation, which is enough to cause eternal annihilation!
The three elements seemed to have been forcibly fused together in an incredible way under the influence of the ancient runes!
What kind of monster has been born?!
"what"

A low, hoarse sound, like the sigh of countless living beings at the same time, or like the murmur of someone just awakening from an eternal slumber, drifted out from that chaotic heart.

It was impossible to tell whether the voice belonged to the ancient will or Xu Ran.

Or rather, neither!

Or perhaps both!
Boom!Boom!Boom!
The heartbeat grew stronger and steady!

Each beat seemed to resonate with the pulse of the entire Sword Tomb!

Each jump creates ripples in the surrounding space!
With each throbbing, Yu Kong felt his soul tremble, as if he were about to be assimilated!

At the same time, the flesh and bones that had originally turned into nothingness around the chaotic heart began to "grow" back at a speed visible to the naked eye!
This is not an ordinary rebirth of flesh and blood!
Instead, it "condensed" out of thin air amidst the hazy light of chaos!
The newly formed flesh and blood had a near-perfect jade-like color, yet it contained explosive power!

Those newly formed bones shimmered with a faint golden light, indestructible, as if they could support a whole sky!
The meridians spread out like a coiled dragon, flowing within them was a chaotic blood that blended gold, red, and black, emitting a heart-palpitating fluctuation!

In just a few breaths!
A brand new, perfect body, exuding a terrifying aura, then reformed and took shape around that chaotic heart!
He hovered silently in mid-air, his eyes closed.

Her long, black hair moved without wind, as if connected to the void by tentacles.

His skin was as white as jade, yet it subtly shone with a metallic sheen.

His figure appeared to be exactly the same as Xu Ran's before, but the aura he contained had undergone a tremendous change!

It is a kind of aloofness and indifference that transcends all living beings and looks down on the eternal cycle of reincarnation!
It was as if everything in the world was an illusion in his eyes!

Yu Kong swallowed hard, his body trembling uncontrollably.

He didn't know who this "being" in front of him was.

Is it that the ancient will successfully seized the body and merged with the power of annihilation and Xu Ran's will?

Or did Xu Ran's will successfully backfire, devouring the ancient will and gaining control of this terrifying power?

Or perhaps, in that extreme destruction and fusion, a completely new consciousness was born?

He didn't dare to think or ask.

All he knew was that this "being" before him was far more terrifying and unfathomable than the ancient will he had encountered before!

That is an essential transformation!
at this time.

The newborn body slowly opened its eyes.

What a pair of eyes those are!

Left eye!

Radiant with golden light! Like an eternal, undying divine sun! Reflecting within it the birth and death of the sun, moon, and stars, containing an all-encompassing dominance and majesty! Those are the pupils of an ancient will!

Right eye!

Pitch black! So deep it seemed capable of swallowing all light! It contained no emotion, only pure, absolute "nothingness" and "end"! It was the manifestation of the power of the Sword of Annihilation!

Between these two extreme colors, in the deepest part of the pupil, there is a faint yet incredibly resilient clarity and confusion belonging to humankind!

Like the eye of a storm, amidst destruction and tyranny, it struggles to maintain the last shred of its "self"!
"I"

His voice was hoarse and deep, as if two completely different voices were overlapping each other.

He slowly raised his hand, looking at his flawless palm, which contained terrifying power.

His eyes were filled with complexity.

There is a scrutiny after the awakening of an ancient will, and a trace of lingering fear!

It possesses the instinctive urge to annihilate the Dao!

Even more so, deep within Xu Ran's soul, there is the inscription, like a brand, that asks, "Who am I?"
Three wills, three forces, like three intertwined dragons, achieved a strange balance within this newborn body!

He turned his head slightly, his gaze, a blend of divine sun and nothingness, falling on Yu Kong, who was trembling not far away.

Just a glance!
Yu Kong felt as if his soul was being torn apart!

The domineering golden light emanating from his left eye made him want to prostrate himself in worship and offer everything!
The annihilating black pupil in his right eye made him feel that his very existence was being denied, and that he was about to turn into nothingness!
"puff!"

Yu Kong could no longer bear it and spat out a mouthful of blood, his aura instantly weakening to the extreme!
He was horrified to discover that he couldn't even muster the thought of resistance in the face of that gaze!

What level of power is this?!
"sword"

The "newborn" being spoke again, its voice still hoarse and heavy.

His gaze slowly shifted from Yu Kong to look down.

Where the sword of annihilation struck, at the core of the ancient rune imprint, besides his newly formed body, something else remained.

That was a broken sword hilt!

It was the hilt of the golden ancient sword that the ancient will had used to carry its own will!
At this moment, the golden light on the sword hilt had dimmed and was covered with cracks, as if it would shatter completely at any moment.

However, under the gaze of that "newborn" being, the broken sword hilt trembled slightly.

As if in response!
"Not enough"

The existence of “new life” whispers to itself.

His gaze slowly swept across the entire trembling Sword Tomb space.

He swept his gaze across the countless ancient swords that were buzzing.

A sweep across the depths of the earth revealed an even more ancient and terrifying aura, seemingly awakening within.

Finally, his gaze settled on his chest.

That beating, chaotic heart that blends golden light, darkness, and sword intent!
"With my blood, I forge my path."

"Use ten thousand swords as a furnace."

"Use the destruction of the Dao as your weapon."

"Congeal!"

He slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers spread, pointing towards the broken sword hilt below!

boom!
At this moment, the entire Sword Tomb space erupted into chaos!

The myriad ancient swords seemed to have received an imperial decree!
It let out a deafening roar!
Transformed into streaks of light!

Like fledglings returning to their nests, they surged wildly into his palm!

Within those flowing lights lay countless fragmented yet incredibly powerful sword intents! There was an incomparably domineering emperor's sword!

It possesses a treacherous and ruthless demonic sword!

It possesses a magnificent and righteous sword!

It possesses a destiny sword that severs cause and effect!

The essence of swordsmanship of all the losers buried here over countless ages is ignited at this moment!
They were not directly absorbed, but were forcibly thrown into an invisible furnace!

And at the heart of the furnace was that broken golden sword hilt!

at the same time!

A purer and more terrifying dark power flowed from his right eye, dripping like ink and merging into the hilt of the sword! It was the residual primordial power of the Sword of Annihilation!
Click!Click!
The broken sword hilt, instead of breaking under the frenzied infusion of countless sword intents and the power of annihilation, began to emit the sound of metal twisting and being reforged!

Its form is changing rapidly!

The ancient gold is fading, replaced by a deep, restrained, chaotic black color that seems capable of swallowing all light!

Countless fine and mysterious patterns began to appear on the hilt of the sword!

Those patterns seem to be the traces of the Tao, or a microcosm of the birth and death of the universe!

An indescribable "new" sword intent began to slowly emerge from it!
That sword intent possessed both the domineering power of an ancient will!

And there is the void of the Sword of Annihilation!
It also subtly carries a hint of resolute determination to sever all ties!

It's coalescing!

It's taking shape!
Yu Kong was completely dumbfounded!
He got it!

This terrifying being before us is actually sacrificing the entire Sword Tomb! Using the sword intent of countless ancient swords as material! Using that forbidden power of annihilation as its core!
Attempting to reforge one that belongs to Him

My destined sword!

What audacity! What madness!

Who is he? !

What is he trying to do?!

Om-!
Finally, when the last stream of sword intent merged into it, and when the last trace of the power to destroy the Dao was imprinted upon it!
A sword cry, as if the heavens and earth were splitting apart, resounded throughout the universe!

A brand new longsword floated in the hand of that "newborn" being!

The sword's blade is a chaotic, dark color that does not reflect light, yet it seems to contain the stars of the entire universe.

The blade, as thin as a cicada's wing, exudes a sharpness capable of cleaving through time and space!

The sword guard is simple and unadorned, engraved with a pattern of the sun and moon revolving.

On the hilt of the sword, the golden divine sun and the pitch-black void intertwine, eventually converging at a single point—a subtle yet undeniably real clarity!
The sword is drawn!
The entire Sword Tomb space seemed to submit to it!

Everything is quiet!

Only the "newborn" being, holding the Chaos Sword, stood silently in the air.

His gaze slowly rose, looking out at the endless dark void beyond the Sword Tomb.

In his eyes, golden light and darkness intertwined, ultimately transforming into a profound indifference.

"From this day forward, my name will be..."

He paused, as if pondering, or perhaps making a declaration.

Finally, two words, like a thunderclap from eternity, exploded in Yu Kong's heart!
"Return to the ruins!"

【Guixu】

These two words seemed to contain a forbidden power that could make the law come true. The moment they were uttered, they were not only deeply imprinted on Yu Kong's trembling soul, but also triggered an indescribable chain reaction in this broken sword tomb space!

Rumble——!
The earth is wailing, and the sky is weeping blood!

Those ancient sword fragments, which were originally just activated and had their sword intent extracted, seemed to be given their final destiny the moment the words "Return to the Void" were uttered! They were no longer just scrap iron that had lost its essence, but began their true "return".

Click! Click! Click!

Countless fine cracks, like a spider web, instantly covered every inch of the sword and every fragment!
Then, instead of shattering, it dissipated!

As if swallowed by an invisible giant mouth, they turned into the most primordial particles, scattered, and merged into the "ruins" of this space!
Those ancient swords that once carried glory and honor, failure and resentment, were completely erased from existence at this moment, becoming the first sacrifices for the name "Guixu"!
This is not destruction, but a return! A return to an end that is deeper than nothingness!

Yu Kong watched all of this unfold, his mind shattered! He had never imagined that a "name" itself could possess such terrifying power! This was beyond his understanding of power, realm, and "Dao"!

The two characters “Guixu” seem to be a manifestation of some supreme rule in the universe!
What chilled him to the bone even more was that, as the thousands of ancient swords "returned to nothingness," this sword tomb space did not collapse completely due to the loss of support; instead, it stabilized!

No, it's not stable, it's deathly still!

An unprecedented deathly silence!
It was as if all sounds, all light, all laws, and even the passage of time were frozen, assimilated, and incorporated into the concept of "Return to Nothingness" at this moment!

This is no longer the Sword Tomb.

This is Guixu!
Is this the nascent form of the realm of this being called "Return to the Void"?!

Yu Kong swallowed hard, the dryness mixed with the taste of blood making him want to vomit. He forced himself to lower his head, unable to bear looking at the figure hanging in the center of the deathly silence.

The mere existence itself is enough to distort reality and define the rules!

Could this be the legendary ancestral realm, where one has already severed ties with their own "Dao" for countless epochs?!
No! wrong!

Yu Kong shook his head violently. The Ancestral Realm—that's the ancestor who created a path, the rule setter, the pinnacle of glory and honor!
But the presence before him gave him the feeling of ending! The end of all things! The final destination of everything!

This is a terrifying position that is completely opposite, yet seems to be above it!
"Om..."

Just then, the Chaos Profound Sword floating in Gui Xu's hand emitted a deep and melodious sword cry.

The sound was not loud, but it clearly pierced through the deathly silence, entered the void, and also entered the mind of Yu Kong.

Gui Xu slowly lowered his head, his gaze falling on the sword in his hand.

For the first time, the outline of the sword was clearly reflected in the depths of those eyes, which blended the golden light of the divine sun with the darkness of the annihilating path.

The sword's dark, chaotic body resembled a mirror, but what it reflected was not the outside world, but a state of chaos!
A chaotic mass that seemed even older and purer than the beginning of the universe!

And in the depths of that chaos, three faint points of light flickered.

One point is an incomparably domineering and supreme golden sun! It is the imprint of an ancient will!

That one point is a pitch-black abyss that devours everything and annihilates all things! That is the origin of the power of destruction!

It is still faint, yet resilient.

Like a candle flickering in the wind, yet it radiates an indomitable light.

That was a moment of clarity belonging to "Xu Ran"!

who am I?
This question, like an ancient curse, echoes once again from the depths of the soul.

But this time, Guixu's eyes no longer showed the confusion and struggle that had appeared before.

(End of this chapter)