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Chapter 483 Beyond the Void!

Beyond the void, what else exists? (Section 491)

The Lord of the Void then passed on to the incarnation of the Flame the myriad phenomena of the void that he perceived, the "ultimate chaos" it contained, and the "endless birth and death" that he witnessed.

During the fusion process, the incarnation of the Flame sensed the vastness and profundity of the void. She witnessed the birth and destruction of countless worlds, and the rise and fall and inheritance of countless universes. She saw the ultimate prosperity of "existence" and the ultimate annihilation of "non-existence." She witnessed the evolution of "Tao" and the changes in "laws."

At this moment, her consciousness reached an unprecedented height. She no longer merely "understood" eternity; she became "eternity" itself.

The moment the fusion was complete, the flame transformed into the light surrounding her, reaching its peak. She no longer had a fixed form; she transformed into an "eternal light" of gold and black. This light was no longer merely the flame; it merged into all things in the void, carrying the origin of the void.

She is the "eternal flame" of the void, the embodiment of the "Tao" of the void.

Her will now encompassed the entire void. She could sense the pulse of every boundary sea, the birth and death of every universe, and even the subtle changes in every law.

Under the illumination of the torch, the void moved towards unprecedented prosperity and harmony. It was no longer a disordered chaos, but became a grand and orderly "eternal cycle".

What lies beyond the void?
The incarnation of the flame has now merged with the void, omnipresent yet elusive. She is the "Tao" of the void, the "eternity" of the void.

Her gaze pierced through the endless void, looking towards that mysterious "ultimate other shore." It was not darkness in the ordinary sense, but a chaos that transcended light and darkness, existence and non-existence; it was the ultimate destination of countless births and deaths in the void, and the origin of all interwoven paths. That ancient call was no longer a vague whisper, but transformed into invisible ripples, layer upon layer striking the outer edge of the void's origin, stirring the most primal resonance deep within Xu Qinghan's eternal seed.

That call contained an ultimate antiquity, like the breath at the dawn of the universe, or the sigh after the annihilation of all things. It was non-directional, yet omnipresent, like an invisible drum beating against Xu Qinghan's Dao heart, causing even her transcendent consciousness to ripple with an indescribable emotion. She could sense that it was neither malicious nor benevolent, but a pure, primordial manifestation of "existence," a deeper questioning and exploration of "eternity."

"The flame burns eternally, the path is endless." Her voice, like a vow of the universe, echoed in the endless void, foreshadowing a new era, an age of eternal flame, about to descend upon the ultimate shore.

And she, as the Lord of the Eternal Flame, will continue to guard this vast void, protecting every faint yet tenacious life force, until true eternity arrives.

Her figure has become part of the void, omnipresent yet elusive. But the light of the torch will forever guide the way and illuminate the path ahead.

Deep within the void, the boundary seas eroded by chaos began to show faint signs of life. The withered boundary seas began to shine again; the obliterated laws began to coalesce anew.

Everything is moving towards rebirth under the eternal illumination of the torch.

It wasn't a sudden revival, but rather like the slow, determined sprouting of new buds on the branches of an ancient tree after a long hibernation. The Boundary Sea, once completely erased by chaos, now faintly reveals its embryonic form under the pulse of the flame—a miracle of the intertwining of flame and chaos, hope born from nothingness. The distorted and fragmented space, soothed by the flame, unfolds slowly like a restored ancient scroll, regaining its original order and harmony. The severed tributaries in the river of time begin to converge again, bringing back lost fragments of eras and allowing the threads of history to continue.

The embodiment of the Flame, or rather, the "Lord of the Eternal Flame," now one with a portion of the laws of the void, can clearly perceive the subtle changes in every bubble of the Boundary Sea within the void. Her consciousness, like invisible ripples, ripples through every dimension of the void, touching the depths of the soul of every living being. She can feel the remnant souls of the Boundary Sea, struggling in despair for countless eons, emitting faint yet grateful echoes nourished by the Flame. They are not fully resurrected, but rather, in a new way, transcending life and death, they have merged into the river of the Flame, becoming part of the eternal cycle.

Those realms once enslaved by the Chaos Devourer or corrupted by its power now felt an unprecedented liberation. The chaotic imprints within them, purified by the Flame, melted away like ice and snow, transforming into purest void energy that nourished them. Some mutated realms, twisted by the power of chaos, also shed their deformity and madness under this baptism, regaining their original clarity. Some even gained new power in the process, becoming guardians of the River of Flames.

However, not all beings corrupted by chaos can be easily transformed. In some remote corners of the void, there exist "Void Aberrations," completely assimilated by the power of chaos and even giving birth to self-awareness. They were once the vanguard under the command of the Chaos Devourer, but now, under the illumination of the Flame, they are plunged into unprecedented chaos and suffering. Their essence is "nothingness," yet the Flame has forcibly injected them with the laws of "existence." This contradiction causes their bodies to constantly disintegrate and reform, emitting silent wails.

The consciousness of the emanation of the torch swept over these deformed beings, showing neither pity nor disgust, only a transcendent calm. She knew this was the inevitable price of the transformation of the void. Her torch was not an indiscriminate salvation, but rather followed the laws of the cosmic cycle. Those beings unable to withstand the transformation would ultimately return to "nothingness," becoming part of the void's chaos, awaiting the next budding of "being."

"The flame burns eternally, yet it has its order." Her will echoed in the void, each word containing the supreme truth of the universe.

Deep within the void, the "Ultimate Nothingness," which once bore the primal will of the Chaos Devourer, is now completely enveloped by the incarnation of the Eternal Seed's flame. Nourished by the flame, the Eternal Seed is no longer the indistinct rune it once was; it shines like a brilliant star, containing a miniature void within. Within it, gold and black intertwine, life and death cycle, annihilation and vitality no longer opposing forces, but rather mutually nourishing and fulfilling each other. The incarnation of the flame senses that although the primal consciousness of the "Chaos Devourer," which once emanated such a grand will, has dissipated, its ultimate interpretation of "nothingness" and profound understanding of "entropy" have been perfectly absorbed and transformed by the Eternal Seed. It is no longer the terminator of the void, but has become the perfect executor of the "Return to Nothingness" phase in the great cycle of the void. It ensures that the end of "existence" is not complete annihilation, but rather provides the purest nourishment and space for the next birth of "existence."

Where is the former "Chaos Devourer," the being feared by countless beings in the void, now?
It was not utterly annihilated, but rather, in a more subtle and profound way, merged into the underlying fabric of the void. Its law of "nothingness," mastered by the incarnation of the flame, was no longer a mere act of absorption, but rather transformed into an order of "ending" and "returning to zero" within the void. Those boundary seas whose lifespans had run out and whose laws had collapsed no longer disintegrated chaotically, but, guided by this tamed power of "nothingness," orderly returned to the origin of the void, transforming into the purest energy, awaiting the rekindling of the flame to give birth to new existence.

Deep within the void, ancient and immense wills are now probing the area where the Incarnation of the Flame resides with an unprecedented frequency. They are the true "primordial" entities in the void, older than the Chaos Devourers, even predating the existence of the Lord of Nothingness. They were among the first consciousnesses born from the chaos of the void, witnessing the rise and fall of countless eras, and had once turned a blind eye to the rise and rampage of the Chaos Devourers, for that conformed to the ironclad law of the void's "disorderly birth and death."

However, the appearance of the torch broke this ironclad rule. It brought about an "eternal" cycle and an "orderly" cycle of birth and death, which puzzled these ancient wills and even gave rise to a faint sense of unease.

"The flame... it is changing the rules of the void." A hoarse will, like the friction of billions of stars, echoed in the depths of the void. That was the "Touch of the Void," an invisible and intangible aggregate of consciousness that could extend to any corner of the void, living by sensing the "pulse" of the void.

"It is creating... and destroying." Another will, like the whisper of an endless abyss, is the "Eye of Annihilation." It once resonated with the Chaos Devourer because it also pursued the ultimate "nothingness," but the path of "returning to nothingness" of the Flame felt foreign to it.

"It transforms 'nothingness' into the nourishment of 'existence,' and 'end' into the prologue of 'new life'... This is beyond our understanding of the void." A roar like the collapse of an ancient sea resounded. It was the "Source of All Things," one of the largest and oldest consciousnesses in the void, which once thought it had grasped all the mysteries of the void.

The Incarnation of the Flame ignored the fluctuations of these ancient wills. Her consciousness was deeply integrated with the underlying laws of the void; she could sense the confusion and vigilance of these wills, but she was even clearer about her mission. The path of the Flame was one of pioneering, of passing on the torch, of allowing the true meaning of "eternity" to take root and sprout in the endless void.

She cast her gaze into the deeper reaches of the void. There, countless bubbles of the Boundary Seas, like lost boats, floated and sank in the chaos. Some Boundary Seas, their light dimmed and their laws broken, were heading towards annihilation; others, eroded by some strange power, had become deformed and emitted silent wails.

She could feel a faint yet incredibly tenacious call emanating from within the countless bubbles of the Boundary Sea, piercing through the chaos and reaching the depths of her consciousness. That call was not a cry for help, but an extreme will to survive, a cry of despair as someone struggled to grasp at the last glimmer of hope.

That was a boundary sea called the "Primordial Void Realm." It was neither eroded by the tide of annihilation nor devoured by the Chaos Devourers, but rather trapped by a more ancient and purer "Primordial Void." This void was not the disordered energy within the void, but rather the primordial state at the very beginning of the boundary sea, before all things had differentiated. The Primordial Void Realm was like an embryo forgotten by time, forever frozen in the "never-beginning" stage, unable to truly be born, nor able to completely perish.

Within it lie countless undifferentiated fragments of laws, intertwined and repelling each other, yet unable to form a stable order. Some powerful beings once attempted to carve out their own world within it, but were ultimately assimilated by the primordial void, becoming part of it. They did not die, but rather lost their "self," becoming puppets of the void.

The incarnation of the Flame could sense a faint "consciousness" within the primordial void—its very origin, the "Dao," which, throughout countless ages, had been trying to break free from the shackles of the void, yet had never found the right way. It was calling for "order," for "beginning," for an existence that could ignite it and allow it to truly "be born."

Those two universes "exist," they are already formed, grand entities operating on predetermined orbits. Their cycles, whether the rebirth after the void or the evolution during creation, are based on the premise of "existence." However, the Primordial Void Realm is the ultimate "nothingness," the primordial origin before chaos and the birth of all things. It does not call for repairing the incomplete, but for awakening the "true self" from nothingness, igniting that eternal "first ray of light." This is a completely new proposition that transcends known creation and the void, a deeper exploration and practice of the true meaning of "eternity." In the profound consciousness of the Flame Incarnation, ancient and pure ripples spread. What she guards is the continuation of "existence," but now, the call of "nothingness" points directly to the source of "existence." This is not a conflict, but a kind of destiny-like guidance, pushing her mission to a broader dimension. Her gaze pierces through the endless void, locking onto that forgotten embryo.

She could sense the struggling 'Dao' within the primordial void, like a imprisoned dragon yearning to break free and shackle itself. And she was the one who could unlock those shackles and ignite its life force. This was no easy feat. The power of the primordial void was enough to assimilate any powerful will that attempted to intervene, reducing it to nothingness. But the Incarnation of the Flame was itself a symbol of order and creation, a condensation of the eternal flame. What she carried was the crystallization of wisdom from countless eras of the other universe, the embodiment of eternal truth. She did not hesitate for a moment. A barely perceptible spark detached from her illusory body, yet it contained a blazing intensity and hope sufficient to incinerate eternity.

That Mars was not merely energy, but a nascent form of order, a sprout of laws, and a mark of 'self'. Carrying the will of the incarnation of the flame, it traversed endless distances, resolutely plunging into that silent primordial void. The ancient wills felt an unprecedented tremor at that moment.

They had witnessed the birth and death of countless worlds, yet they never imagined that 'nothingness' could be ignited, that 'never beginning' could usher in 'true birth'. The incarnation of the flame is undoubtedly paving an unprecedented path, a path to true 'eternity,' a path of transcendence. Those two universes are 'existent,' already formed, grand entities operating on predetermined orbits. Their cycles, whether the rebirth after the void or the evolution during creation, are based on the premise of 'existence'.

However, the primordial void is the ultimate state of 'nothingness,' the original origin before chaos and the birth of all things. It doesn't call for mending what is broken, but for awakening the 'true self' from nothingness, igniting that eternal 'first ray of light.' This is a completely new proposition that transcends known creation and return to nothingness, a deeper exploration and practice of the true meaning of 'eternity.' Ancient and pure ripples spread through the profound consciousness of the Flame Incarnate. She guards the continuation of 'existence,' but now, the call of 'nothingness' points directly to the source of 'existence.' This is not a conflict, but a kind of destiny-like guidance, pushing her mission to a broader dimension.

Her gaze pierced through the endless void, locking onto the forgotten embryo. She could sense the struggling 'Dao' within the primordial void, like a imprisoned dragon yearning to break free of its shackles and shackles. And she was the one who could unlock those shackles and ignite its life force. This was no easy feat. The power of the primordial void was enough to assimilate any powerful will that attempted to intervene, reducing it to nothingness. But the incarnation of the flame was itself a symbol of order and creation, a condensation of the eternal flame. What she carried was the crystallization of wisdom from countless eras of the other universe, the embodiment of eternal truth. She did not hesitate for a moment. A barely perceptible spark detached from her illusory body, yet it contained a blazing intensity and hope sufficient to incinerate eternity.

That spark was not merely energy, but the nascent form of order, the sprout of law, the imprint of 'self'. Carrying the will of the incarnation of the flame, it traversed endless distances, resolutely plunging into that silent primordial void. The ancient wills felt an unprecedented tremor at this moment. They had witnessed the birth and death of countless realms, but never imagined that 'nothingness' could be ignited, that 'never beginning' could usher in 'true birth'. The incarnation of the flame's actions were undoubtedly paving an unprecedented path, a path to true 'eternity,' a path of transcendence!

(End of this chapter)