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Chapter 484 The Dao Source Realm!
Chapter 492

That Mars, as insignificant as a speck of dust in endless darkness, carried the hope of an era and contained the full meaning of the true essence of "existence." It pierced through the eternal silence without stirring up any ripples, as if it were instantly swallowed by that primordial nothingness, leaving not even a trace of its existence.

However, in the perception of the incarnation of the flame, it was not annihilation, but an ultimate permeation.

The primordial void was an ocean of "nothingness," a chaos yet to be defined. Any external laws or energy would be instantly assimilated and dissolved by its immense, undifferentiated volume, returning to its most primitive, undifferentiated state. This was a more fundamental law that transcended devouring and destruction—"returning to zero."

Mars fell into it, like a drop of ink falling into a boundless ocean, disappearing instantly. However, the essence of the flame is not simply energy or law; it is a "will," a "concept," and the affirmation of "existence" itself.

The silence lasted for an unknown amount of time. In this timeless void, a single moment was an eternity.

Finally, at that point of nothingness where Mars disappeared, an incredibly faint tremor quietly arose.

It wasn't light, it wasn't heat, and it wasn't any form of energy fluctuation. It was something "different".

An anomaly was born from the absolute, uniform "nothingness".

The moment this "anomaly" appeared, the entire Primordial Void Realm seemed to awaken suddenly, as if an ancient beast that had been sleeping for billions of years had its most sensitive nerves pricked by a needle!
Boom!

The indescribable roar did not spread through space, but exploded directly within the underlying logic of the void. It was the instinctive rejection and strangulation of the concept of "existence" by the law of "nothingness." Endless forces of nothingness, like billions of invisible tentacles, converged from all directions, seeking to completely obliterate the newly born "anomaly" and return everything to absolute nothingness.

The "anomaly" formed from Mars seemed poised to extinguish at any moment under such terrifying pressure. But it did not. It began to pulsate at a mysterious frequency, each pulsation precisely matching the will to survive that had been imprisoned for countless years within the primordial void.

dong... dong... dong...

Like the first heartbeat before the birth of the universe.

The pulse of the flame resonated perfectly with the call of the primordial source of the Boundary Sea. It was no longer an outsider, but had become the "beacon" and "core" of that imprisoned will.

"wake up!"

The will of the torch, emanating from the earth, traversed the void and descended upon this place. The voice contained no oppressive force, yet it carried a grandeur and inevitability akin to the creation of the world.

With the arrival of this will, the fire star suddenly burst forth with dazzling light!

The light did not illuminate the darkness, but rather "defined" it. The concept of "darkness" only came into being the instant the light appeared. Light and darkness, these opposing forces, were created simultaneously in that moment!
Immediately afterwards, within the light, rudimentary forms of laws began to grow and evolve wildly.

One begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things!

A straight line extended from that point of light, cutting through the chaos; that was the birth of "space"!

A flowing "wave" ripples outward from that point of light; that is the beginning of "time"!

Earth, water, fire, wind, yin, yang, life, death... countless fragments of the oldest and most fundamental laws, like iron filings attracted by a magnet, frantically converged towards that point of light. They no longer entangled and repelled each other, but under the guidance of the will of the flame, they began to arrange and combine in an orderly manner, constructing a stable and harmonious framework.

In the primordial void, this eternal "nothingness" is being forcibly infused with the order of "being"!

This earth-shattering upheaval instantly stirred the ancient wills lurking in the deepest recesses of the void.

"It...success?" The will of "Touch of the Void" was filled with unbelievable shock. Its perception extended towards the area undergoing dramatic change, only to be blocked by a newly born "boundary" law, full of infinite possibilities. That boundary was so resilient, as if it had always been superior to its perception.

"This is not revival, nor creation... this is 'enlightenment'! It has transformed absolute nothingness into the source of 'Tao'!" For the first time, a trace of... fear was added to the roar of the "Source of All Things". It called itself the Source of All Things, but now, a new "source" was born before its eyes, and the way this source was born was beyond its comprehension.

"What an eternal flame... what an endless path..." The whispers of the "Eye of Annihilation" echoed in the void. Its will to pursue the ultimate "nothingness" felt an unprecedented challenge at this moment. What the flame showed was not the opposition to "nothingness," but rather that "nothingness" served as the foundation and soil for "being." This was a realm that was higher and more terrifying than pure annihilation.

However, not all ancient wills were merely bystanders.

On the other side of the void, in a region even darker than chaos itself, a writhing shadow, seemingly formed from countless shattered worlds and desperate resentment, slowly opened its eyes. These were not materialized eyes, but rather countless twisted vortexes radiating endless malice and chaos.

"Order...it's order again..."

A chaotic and insane will, like countless overlapping sounds, shrieked and tore through the tranquility of the void.

"The old order (the Chaos Devourer) has just been buried, and the new order (the Flame) is about to reign supreme? This void needs no ruler! It needs no rules! It should be forever chaotic! Forever free! Forever... returning to disorder!"

This is the "Throat of Chaos," a chaotic entity even more purely than the Chaos Devourer. The Chaos Devourer consumes everything in order to achieve the ultimate "nothingness," which still retains a sliver of logic. But the "Throat of Chaos," its sole purpose is to spread chaos, tearing apart all order. It revels in the process of laws collapsing and everything going awry.

The "eternal flame" cycle established by the incarnation of the flame is, in its view, an ultimate and unbearable "prison." And now, the creation of a completely new "source of the Dao" by enlightening the primordial void is a fundamental trampling of its ideals!
"You wish to create a perfect 'existence'? I will then bestow upon you an eternal 'wound'!"

The writhing shadow suddenly contracted, and then a stream of light, as black as ink yet shimmering with billions of contradictory colors, was "vomited" out!

That stream of light disregarded the distance of space and time, as if it had already arrived outside the nascent primordial void the moment it appeared. It was neither energy nor law, but a "curse," a most vicious "germ" targeting "order" itself.

What it seeks is not to destroy this nascent world, but to pollute it at its very source. It aims to perpetually distort its "space," disrupt its "time," deform its "life," and make its "laws" eternally contradictory. It seeks to transform this hopeful "Dao Source Realm" into an eternal, chaotic, and self-torturing "madness"!
The incarnation of the Flame immediately sensed the arrival of this malice.

Her will, like the unchanging starry sky, remained undisturbed. Anger and surprise had long since vanished from her. She simply and calmly "watched" the polluted light, as if it were an inevitable link in the grand cycle of the void. Where there is light, there is shadow. Where there is order, there is chaos.

The eternal flame is not about erasing all oppositions, but about incorporating everything into the "eternal" cycle.

"Disorder is also a kind of Tao."

Her will resonated in the void, calm and grand.

Just as the "Curse of Chaos" was about to touch the barrier of the new world, the figure of the Flame Incarnation first appeared in the void with a faint outline. It was not a physical entity, but a blurry yet majestic silhouette outlined by the endless radiance of the Flame.

She slowly raised her hand, and a crystal-clear finger pointed at the curse in mid-air.

At the fingertips lies not world-destroying power, but a pure and ultimate principle. It is the overarching principle of the eternal cycle of life, the supreme truth of the universe's birth and death.

The "Disorder Curse," powerful enough to corrupt an entire realm, abruptly froze the moment it touched that finger. The myriad contradictions and chaos contained within it seemed to have encountered their "nemesis" and "monarch."

There was no earth-shattering explosion, nor any fierce clash at the level of laws.

The curse, like a tamed serpent, began to slowly coil around the finger of the incarnation of the torch. The madness and malice within it had not disappeared, but its all-consuming "aggression" was now restrained by a higher level of "order."

The finger that was the embodiment of the torch flicked lightly.

The "tamed" chaotic curse transformed into a stream of light and disappeared into the primordial void that was evolving wildly.

"what?!"

The distant "Throat of Chaos" let out a shriek of disbelief. It couldn't comprehend how its most primal curse could be so easily neutralized, even... exploited!
The incarnation of the flame ignored its roar. Her gaze pierced through the newly formed boundary, watching the curse change within the realm.

The moment the curse entered the new world, its chaotic nature erupted once more, attempting to distort the emerging laws. However, wherever it went, it discovered that the laws of that place had already "reserved" a place for it.

When it attempts to distort "space," concepts such as "spatial rifts" and "dimensional faults" automatically emerge from the laws of space, confining its chaotic power to a fixed area and becoming part of the diversity of space.

When it attempts to disrupt "time," tributaries such as "time turbulence" and "fragments of time" automatically emerge in the river of time, transforming its power into "variables" and "possibilities" that drive the evolution of the world.

When it attempts to corrupt "life," concepts such as "mutation," "evolution," "inner demons," and "calamity" are born from the laws of life. Chaos is no longer pure destruction, but becomes a "test" and "stepping stone" that must be crossed on the path of life's growth.

The curse of the "Throat of Chaos" not only failed to pollute this world, but instead, like ore thrown into a furnace, it was purified of impurities, integrated into the world's legal system, and became an indispensable part of this new world!

It has become part of the "Tao" of this world!

"Using chaos as a whetstone, calamity as firewood... You... how dare you do this!" The will of the "Throat of Chaos" was filled with rage and humiliation. This was even more unacceptable to it than being defeated head-on.

The avatar of the torch withdrew its gaze, its illusory form merging back into the void, leaving only a faint echo of will:

"Under the flame of knowledge, all paths converge into one. Your path is also within it."

These words, like the heaviest brand, were deeply etched into the very essence of the "Throat of Chaos." It roared and writhed, yet dared not act rashly again. For it discovered that its power of "chaos," the moment it unleashed it, would be absorbed and transformed by the opponent's order of "fire," becoming nourishment for strengthening that order. It was "restrained."

Within the primordial void, as the dust settled on the last law, a grand evolution that created the world finally came to an end.

Rumbling--

The entire Boundary Sea trembled violently, emitting its first "Daoist cry" since its birth!
This "Dao Ming" transformed into invisible ripples, instantly spreading throughout the endless void. All the resurrecting Boundary Seas, all the beings reborn under the light of the torch, and all the dormant ancient wills, at this moment, clearly heard this proclamation.

That sound contained infinite possibilities, and a new, more stable, and more profound "Tao".

A brand new "Dao Origin Realm" was born!

Its sky is a deep, sapphire-like color, with countless stars slowly rotating within it. Each star represents a nascent law that has not yet fully evolved.

Its land is vast and boundless, and the rivers and mountains that flow between it are not water, but liquid, the purest primordial energy. With every breath, one can feel the magnificent aura of "creation" and "rebirth" between heaven and earth.

At the center of this world, the primordial flame has transformed into an eternal, inextinguishable "Dao Yang," hanging high in the heavens. Its radiance, warm and sacred, illuminates every corner of this world, sustaining the operation of its laws.

In the shadows of the earth, in the cracks of the laws, the "calamities" and "demons" formed from the "curse of disorder" began to quietly take shape. They are part of this world, challenges that future beings must face, and the driving force that propels this world forward.

The consciousness that embodies the torch swept over this perfect work one last time.

She knew that the birth of this "Dao Origin Realm" was just the beginning. It was like a seed that had been planted, requiring a long period of time to take root, sprout, and grow.

(End of this chapter)