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Chapter 491 The Power of Return to the Void
Chapter 499

He personally pulled this world back from the brink of destruction. Every mountain and every river here bears the imprint of his "Tao." All living beings here, whether ancient or about to be born in the new chaotic order, are "proof" of his existence.

He can fight against the heavens, against the earth, against the so-called "throat of disorder," and even against the "fire" that has been laid out for eternity.

But he couldn't bear to watch all of this vanish because of his "refusal."

"it is good."

Daosheng opened his eyes. The fiery rage in his golden left eye had been extinguished, replaced by a bottomless calm. The wildly spinning nebula in his gray right eye had also stabilized, and countless possibilities had settled into an indescribable depth.

He said only one word.

“Very good.” The Will of the Flame regained its cold indifference. “You made the right choice. When you complete the mission, you will gain more access to ‘truth’. Go, follow the star map I left you, and the Chaos Sea will make way for you.”

As soon as he finished speaking, a star map composed of countless points of light, traversing the endless void, appeared directly before Dao Sheng. At the end of that star map was a blood-red barrier exuding an aura of antiquity, desolation, and tragedy.

The will to carry on the torch has receded like the tide.

The world returned to peace.

Daosheng stood quietly in place, motionless, like a statue.

He did not set out immediately.

He turned around and walked towards the "first spirit" deer that had been quietly waiting for him.

The fawn seemed to sense the overwhelming resolve emanating from him, and twitched its hooves uneasily, but ultimately did not flinch, allowing Daosheng to walk up to it.

Daosheng reached out and gently stroked Chuling's warm, smooth fur.

His movements were very light and gentle, as if he were touching a rare treasure.

"Are you scared?" he asked softly.

Chu Ling blinked her glassy eyes, let out a soft, affectionate cry, and nuzzled his palm with her head.

Daosheng smiled.

That smile no longer held the sarcasm and madness of before, but instead carried an unprecedented gentleness and determination.

“Don’t be afraid,” he said. “From this day forward, my path is no longer for ‘order,’ nor for ‘chaos,’ nor for that so-called ‘kindling flame.’”

He raised his head and looked at the world he had reshaped.

"My path is solely for 'protection'."

"To protect everything I want to protect."

The moment he finished speaking, the distinct yet harmonious forces of order and chaos within his body suddenly surged!

It is no longer a simple matter of "accommodation" and "symbiosis".

A completely new will has risen above these two, becoming their common "ruler"!
This will is "to protect"!
Om-!
Dao Sheng's body radiated an unprecedented brilliance. It was neither gold nor gray, but a "light of the heart" that could not be defined, yet contained countless colors!
Under the illumination of this "light of the heart," the image of the nascent spirit deer was reflected in the pupil of his golden left eye, which was like an origin point. In his gray right eye, at the core of the chaotic nebula, the outline of this distorted landscape also emerged.

Order gains meaning through its preservation.

Chaos has boundaries because of protection.

At this moment, Daosheng truly became the "master" of his power!
He is no longer the "fruit of the Dao" that carries the torch; he is the "born of the Dao"! A unique born of the Dao, existing solely to protect!
"Spark... You have schemed for eternity, using me as your sharpest spear. But you do not know that the strongest shield can often become the most deadly weapon."

Daosheng straightened up and took one last look at the world.

With a flick of his finger, a wisp of gray light, imbued with his new "Way of Protection," silently merged into the Primordial Spirit's body. This light would not grant it any power, but it would continue to protect the world after his demise, until the end of the era.

This was a backup plan he left behind.

Having done all this, he had no more regrets.

He turned around, his gaze fixed on the star map leading to the "border sea dike".

But he did not follow the "path" indicated by the star chart.

He slowly raised his right hand, and in his palm, the orderly golden light and chaotic black light reappeared. But this time, they were no longer playful fish, but transformed into a simple and unadorned "key" interwoven with gold and gray.

"You give me a way, but I prefer to open the door myself."

Daosheng grasped the key without hesitation, thrust it into the void ahead, and twisted it!
Click!

A crisp sound, seemingly emanating from the very soul, resounded throughout the universe.

The space before him wasn't torn open like a gruesome rift, as would be seen in the work of ordinary powerful beings. Instead, it opened like a lock unlocked by a real key. The void silently "melted" to both sides, revealing a deeper and more domineering "path" woven from countless runes of order and chaotic light and shadow!
This path bypassed the trajectory laid out for him by the torch, and in a more direct and fundamental way, it forcefully broke through the layers of spacetime barriers of the Chaos Sea, pointing directly to that final destination!
This was his first application of his new path, and also his silent declaration of passing on the torch!
I will not walk your path. I will forge my own way!

With one step, Daosheng's figure disappeared into the golden-gray path.

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The chaotic sea has no known boundaries, nor does it know the passage of time.

Here, the concepts of time and space become blurred. The birth and death of a world may be just an insignificant ripple. The change of an era may be just a slight tide.

And on the unknown edge of the Chaos Sea lies the "Boundary Sea Dike," a barrier that has driven countless ancient supreme beings to despair.

It was so vast that it defied any measurement. It seemed to be the boundary of the universe, the ultimate defense line of "existence." The dam was covered with the marks of swords and blades, the imprints of supernatural powers, and countless unimaginably large palm and fist imprints. Each mark represented the fall of a once-brilliant and peerless powerhouse who had attempted to challenge "Return to the Void."

Their principles, their laws, and their indomitable will have all become part of this dam, exuding an eternal sense of tragedy and desolation under the erosion of time.

The area at the 7,200th section of this dike is known as the "Weeping Blood Ancient Wall".

The walls here are a dark red, as if they have been soaked in the endless blood of gods and demons for billions of years. Cracks crisscross the surface, the largest of which exudes a chilling aura of death.

At this moment, before this largest rift, several blurry yet powerful figures stood. Their auras were each vast and unfathomable, seemingly no weaker than the previous "Throat of Chaos." They appeared to be the "guardians" of this area.

"The aura of 'throat' has completely vanished." A figure spoke, his voice like the clanging of a thousand metal blades, filled with a chilling aura. "The plan of 'Torchfire' has succeeded. The new 'patch' should be arriving soon."

"Hmph, a patch?" Another figure, surrounded by extinguishing lightning, let out a cold laugh. "Just another pathetic consumable created by the Fire. I wonder how long this 'patch' will last this time? A million years? Or ten million years?"

"Silence, 'Thunder Lord'." The third figure, with the most peaceful aura, as deep and vast as the sea, seemed to be the leader among them. "In any case, his arrival is a good thing. This 'Return to the Void Rift' is almost out of control. If we don't find a way soon, our 72nd defense zone will be completely lost."

Just as they were talking, a ripple of gold and gray suddenly appeared in the space behind them.

"Ok?"

The guards turned around at the same time, their eyes showing surprise and doubt.

"Not through the 'Beacon of the Torch'? It was... a path you forged yourself?!" A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the figure known as "Thunder Lord".

At the center of the ripples, a tall, slender figure slowly emerged.

Her black hair flowed over her shoulders, and she wore white clothes that were as white as snow.

The left eye, like the immortal Dao Yang, defines the origin of all things.

The right eye is like a chaotic starry sea, encompassing the end of everything.

He stood there quietly, without any earth-shattering aura, yet he made these ancient powerhouses who had guarded the city for countless years feel a pressure emanating from the depths of their souls!
Daosheng has arrived.

His gaze did not fall on the guardians, but instead immediately fell upon the "Ruins Rift"!
It was a deep, bottomless black scar that stretched across the ancient wall.

Within the wounds, there was no energy, no matter, only a pure, suffocating void.

Just looking at it, Daosheng felt his newly solidified "Way of Protection" tremble slightly. Everything he knew and understood became meaningless in the face of that "nothingness".

It was as if that was the truth of the universe.

All that "existence" is merely a fleeting, illusory dream. Only that "nothingness" is eternal and the sole "reality."

An unprecedented urge to abandon everything and return to that state of "nothingness" surged uncontrollably from the deepest part of his soul!

This is the terror of "Return to the Void"! It doesn't even need to take action; its mere "existence" is enough to assimilate the will of all living beings!

"Hmph! Newcomer, calm down! You're not qualified to look directly at 'Return to the Void'!"

A thunderous roar exploded in Daosheng's ears.

It was that "Thunder Lord"! He seemed to have noticed Dao Sheng's strange behavior and spoke a warning, his voice containing a majestic divine power that could dispel all evil.

However, what he didn't expect was.

Upon hearing his words, Daosheng not only did not look away, but instead took a step forward.

His right eye, which contained the chaotic nebula, suddenly shone with an intense gray light!

"Not qualified?"

Daosheng's lips curled into a defiant smile.

"My path is to stand before it and tell it..."

"This world is mine. You cannot take it away!"

The moment he finished speaking, the new Dao power within him, centered on "protection," erupted with a roar!

A divine ring of interwoven gold and gray suddenly expanded outwards from him, like a reverse tide, and crashed hard into the invisible "Return to Nothingness" power that was spreading out from the crack!
boom!
Two diametrically opposed yet co-originating concepts collided in their most fundamental way before this desolate sea dike!
There was no earth-shattering roar, no dazzling light of laws shattering.

It was a silent annihilation.

Dao Sheng's golden-gray divine ring, centered on "protection," was like a newly born universe, carrying the absolute weight of "existence," and crashed violently into the Ruins of Return that represented "ultimate nothingness."

However, in the next instant, something happened that made all the guardians present turn pale.

That indestructible divine ring, capable of reshaping heaven and earth, melted away silently, like the first snow under the blazing sun, when it touched the invisible "field" at the edge of the rift.

When the golden light of order attempted to define the boundary of that "nothingness," the very concept of "definition" itself was erased.

As the gray, chaotic dawn attempts to fill the void of "nothingness" with "possibility," the very concept of "possibility" is negated.

It's as if a painter, proficient in all the colors in the world, is trying to paint on a canvas that "doesn't exist." All his skills and all his paints lose their meaning, because even the act of "putting on a brush" cannot be established.

The power of the Void doesn't fight against you; it just makes you... meaningless.

The terrifying suction force that threatened to drag everything into eternal silence did not weaken; instead, it became even more thirsty and violent because of Dao Sheng's provocation!

"madman!"

The Thunder Lord roared, a flash of shock and anger in his eyes. They had guarded this place for countless years, resisting the Ruins of Return, relying on painstaking effort, using their own methods to construct layers of "logical barriers" to slow down the Ruins of Return's erosion. They were like craftsmen constantly reinforcing the bricks on a dam, proceeding cautiously, as if walking on thin ice.

Have you ever seen a madman like Daosheng, who dares to charge into that "nothingness"? This is no different from an ordinary person trying to use his own chest to block the black hole that devours heaven and earth!
"His Dao... is being analyzed and erased by the Void!" The female guardian, whose aura was as deep as the ocean, spoke with a hint of solemnity, "What kind of monster was sent by the Torch?"

Dao Sheng's body trembled violently, and a trace of golden-gray divine blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.

That was not physical damage, but a trauma that shook "existence" itself. His soul, his physical body, and everything he knew were all shaken in that instant by the absolute "nothingness" of the Void.

A profound fear stemming from the instinct for survival, coupled with an exhaustion that made me want to give up everything, surged into my heart once again, like the most vicious curse.

But his golden left eye burned even more intensely at this moment!
"To erase my path?"

(End of this chapter)