Start from a baby to become a Taoist

Chapter 493 (None)
Chapter 501

Give it a gentle squeeze.

He is imitating the "Hand of Return to the Void" movement!

"What is he doing?! Has he gone mad?!" Lei Zhu almost roared.

To imitate the Void? That's like a mortal trying to imitate the sun's burning! It will only make you the first to turn to ashes!
But the next moment, everyone's roars got stuck in their throats.

Because, with Daosheng's clenched fist.

His golden left eye, that eternally unchanging "origin," has completely disappeared.

Instead, there is a pure and absolute "nothingness" that is exactly the same as "Guixu"!
His gray right eye, the chaotic nebula that contained billions of "possibilities," also came to a complete standstill.

Instead, there was also a deep, suffocating "emptiness"!
At this moment, Daosheng's eyes turned into "Guixu"!
The aura of "living beings," the fluctuations of "Tao," and the proof of "existence" that belonged to him were, in that instant, actively "erased" by himself!

He gave up resisting.

No, it's more thorough than giving up resistance.

He chose to "become".

Since I can't defeat you, then I will become you!
Om-!
A void power, which shared the same origin as the "Hand of Return to the Void" but also carried a trace of the unique "self-will" belonging to the "Dao Sheng", suddenly erupted from his body!
The "Hand of Return to the Void," which was about to close, suddenly stopped!
It seemed to sense something incredible; for the first time, that "empty" form exhibited violent fluctuations!

It could sense that the tiny "creature" before it had vanished from its "concept".

Instead, there is a similar yet completely different... "kind"?
One, possessing a "self" of "nothingness"!
This is beyond its "comprehension"!
"Spark, watch closely."

Daosheng's voice no longer came from his mouth, but rang out directly from that "nothingness" of will.

"This is the true 'path' that I have chosen for myself!"

"Use your body as a furnace, and draw in the void!"

"Use the Dao heart as fire, and refine nothingness for my own use!"

"From this day forward, I am... 'Dao Xu'!"

Boom! ! !

An unprecedentedly loud noise did not come from the outside world, but from the depths of everyone's soul!
Daosheng's body began to undergo astonishing changes!
His white robes turned into a deeper ink-black than the night. Each strand of his black hair seemed to connect to a universe that was heading towards its end.

In his left hand, the golden light of order completely receded, transforming into the authority to control "the end".

His right hand, where the chaotic gray light had completely settled, transformed into a compass guiding "annihilation".

He is no longer a symbiotic entity of order and chaos.

He became a completely new, undefinable monster who wielded the two ultimate powers of "existence" and "nothingness"!

"Roar--!"

The "Hand of Return to the Void" seemed to sense an unprecedented threat and blasphemy, and let out a silent roar as it suddenly grabbed at Daosheng!

It will erase this "fake" that dares to steal its authority!
However, faced with this earth-shattering grab...

Dao Sheng, or rather, Dao Xu at this moment, simply raised his left hand slowly.

That hand, devoid of any brilliance, carried a sense of "naturalness" that brought all things to their end.

He pointed lightly at the "Hand of Return to the Ruins" that had grabbed him.

"I define you as someone who should stop here."

What you say is what the law says!

But this time, it's no longer just the power of order. It's a higher-level "final decree" containing the power of "return to nothingness"!
That arrogant "Hand of Return to the Void" suddenly stopped just three inches away from him!

It was as if an invisible, absolute "finish line" had been drawn there!

No matter how much it struggled or roared, it could not move forward an inch!
Immediately afterwards, Dao Xu raised his right hand, and a small, swirling gray nebula reappeared in his palm. But this time, the core of the nebula was a profound "nothingness".

"I foresee that you may perish."

He flicked the "Hand of Return to the Void" that was imprisoned.

A gray beam of light, carrying the meaning of "ending," shot into the body of "Hand of Return to the Void."

The next moment, the giant hand, which was made of pure "nothingness", began to "collapse" from the inside!
It wasn't destroyed, but rather its very "structure" presented a logical "paradox"!
The conflict between "existence" and "non-existence" was ignited within it!
"boom!"

With a muffled thud, the "Hand of Returning to the Void," which had driven the guardians to despair, shattered inch by inch before the Dao Void, transforming into the purest "nothingness" and retreating back into the rift!

And that hideous crack, as if startled, was rapidly "healing"!
After a short while, everything returned to calm.

The ancient wall that wept blood is still the same ancient wall that wept blood.

However, the largest crack has disappeared.

But Dao Sheng, no, Dao Xu, remained quietly suspended in place.

His eyes remained a deep void, but deep within that void, a glimmer of gold and a glimmer of gray shone, like stars in the eternal night, stubbornly burning.

That was his final proof as "the one born of the Dao".

The Thunder Lord in the distance, along with the other guardians, had been completely petrified.

Their mouths were agape, their eyes were wide open, and their minds were completely blank.

What did they see?
A newcomer, a "patch," embraced the Void before their very eyes, and then... in turn, sent the will of the Void... flying back?!

This is no longer a monster. This is... taboo!
A living "taboo" that is even more frightening and unfamiliar to them than the "Return to the Ruins" itself!
After a long while, Dao Xu slowly turned around.

His gaze fell on Lei Zhu and the others.

That gaze was calm, indifferent, and devoid of any emotion.

"The trouble here is resolved."

His voice also became hoarse and low, as if countless eras were sighing at the same time.

"Where is the next one?"

The Thunder Lord and the female guardian, whose aura was as vast as the ocean, seemed to be frozen in place, forgetting even to breathe. In their eyes, the thunder and the deep sea had vanished, leaving only the reflection of that lonely, indifferent figure.

Where is the next one?
This question, devoid of any emotion, was like a block of ancient ice, crashing into their hearts. It wasn't a question, but rather a declaration—a declaration that this endless, desolate garrison was a journey that could be swept away one by one.

After a long, seemingly endless time, Lei Zhu's Adam's apple bobbed as he finally managed to squeeze out a few dry words through clenched teeth: "What... exactly have you become?"

His voice no longer possessed the fury of thunder, but only a tremor of fear in the face of the unknown. This person before him—no, this "being"—instilled in him a fear far deeper than when confronting the rift in the Void. The Void was pure "nothingness," the ultimate enemy, its logic clear yet terrifying. But the person before him was a contradictory coexistence of "being" and "nothingness," a living, thinking "Void," which was beyond their comprehension.

Dao Xu did not turn around. His eyes, which had transformed into pure nothingness, simply stared quietly at the newly healed crack, as if they could see through the barrier and into the retreating, boundless darkness.

"I am still me."

His voice resonated in everyone's soul, carrying a metallic, friction-like quality, as if countless souls were whispering simultaneously.

"It's just that the way of protecting has changed..."

"A different method?" Lei Zhu seemed to have heard the most absurd joke in the world. He pointed at Dao Xu, his arm trembling uncontrollably. "You devoured the power of Gui Xu! You turned yourself into the most terrifying taboo! Is this what you call protection? What difference is there between you and it?!"

"The difference?" Dao Xu slowly turned around, his empty eyes looking directly at Lei Zhu for the first time.

The moment those eyes fixed upon him, the Thunder Lord froze. He felt as if everything about him—from his physical body to his soul, from the past to the future—was being read, analyzed, and understood by those eyes. His proud Dao of Thunder, before those eyes, was like a line of code that could be deleted at any moment, utterly fragile.

“The difference is,” Dao Xu’s voice rang out, calm and clear, “that it wants to erase everything. But I want to decide what… should be erased.”

As soon as he uttered those words, time and space seemed to freeze in front of the desolate dam.

The female guardian took a deep breath. The shock gradually faded from her deep, calm eyes, replaced by a complex light that mixed with fear and a faint glimmer of hope.

"Lord Lei, shut up." She spoke, her voice cold yet carrying an undeniable authority. "He has not been assimilated. His 'roots' are still there."

The "root" she spoke of was precisely those two faint, almost invisible golden-gray specks of light, representing "order" and "chaos," deep within Dao Xu's ethereal eyes. They were the last imprint he bore as a "Dao being," and also the "anchor" he used to wield this forbidden power.

She took a step forward and stood before Dao Xu, ignoring the aura of "Dao Xu" that was enough to make even a God-King tremble. She bowed slightly and performed an ancient and solemn ritual.

“Guardian sequence, number seven thousand one hundred, ‘Wen Xi’ greets… fellow Daoist.”

She didn't call him a newcomer, nor did she define him by any title. Instead, she used the most equal, yet most distant, term of address—fellow Daoist.

This represents both an acknowledgment and a warning.

Dao Xu shifted his gaze from Lei Zhu to Wen Xi. He could "see" that this woman's Dao was like a boundless, tranquil deep sea, seemingly calm, yet containing a power capable of devouring everything. Her Dao was the complete opposite of Lei Zhu's violent nature; it was a Dao of "inclusiveness" and "assimilation," closer to the essence of "meticulous craftsmanship."

"Where is the next one?" he asked again, as if nothing in the world could stir any emotion in him anymore. Only the words "Return to the Ruins" could cause a ripple in his heart, which had turned into "Dao Ruins".

Wen Xi raised her head, her beautiful face showing an extremely solemn expression.

"What you just faced was merely the 'tide' of the Ruins, the aura that unconsciously escaped from it. It was only because of your provocation that a 'hand of will' manifested."

Her voice was like jade striking each other, clear and cold.

"But above the sea dike, there is something even more terrifying than the tides."

"What is that?" Dao Xu's voice finally carried a hint of "interest".

“It’s a ‘breach’,” Wen Xi said, enunciating each word clearly. “It’s a wound that has been completely pierced and contaminated by the power of the Void, and even… on this side of the dam, something has ‘grown’—an unhealed ‘wound’!”

She stretched out her slender finger and pointed to the distance of the dam, an incredibly distant direction.

"Proceed along the embankment, cross nine thousand sections of the barrier, and at the sixteen thousand two hundredth section, there lies the forbidden zone that all the guardians despair over—'Tomb of Ten Thousand Paths'."

"Ten Thousand Paths Tomb?"

“Yes, the tomb, the tomb.” A deep weariness and helplessness were revealed in Wen Xi’s eyes. “Countless years ago, there were several supreme beings of the same level as the Flame, who joined forces to suppress the oldest ‘Origin Point of Returning to Nothingness’ here. That battle caused the Chaos Sea to collapse and the era to change.”

"They...failed?" Daoxu asked.

“No, they succeeded, and they failed.” Wen Xi’s voice became distant, as if telling a forbidden epic buried by time. “They successfully stopped the expansion of that ‘source point’, but they themselves, along with the myriad Daos they carried, were forever polluted and distorted by the Void, and finally… transformed into a ‘Void Spirit’ that nests in the dam and feeds on the myriad Daos.”

"It is no longer pure 'nothingness,' but rather the most malevolent 'abnormal variant' born after 'nothingness' devours 'existence.' It possesses some of the power of those supreme beings, yet it follows the instinct of the Void, constantly gnawing at the dam, devouring all living beings and laws that come near it."

“We, the guardians, can only set up layers of magic arrays around the ‘Tomb of Ten Thousand Paths’ and construct logical barriers with our own Great Dao to slow down its erosion, but we cannot get close to it at all, let alone eradicate it.”

“You’re going there not to protect, but to… die.” Wen Xi looked deeply into Dao Xu. “Even if you’ve become what you are now.”

Daoxu fell silent.

His eyes, now empty, gazed in the direction Wen Xi pointed. In his "vision," he could "see" a vast, unimaginable "malice" in the distance, like a black, throbbing tumor parasitizing the majestic "body" of the border sea dike.

That aura was a thousand times more complex, and also a thousand times more "delicious" than the "Hand of Return to the Void" from before.

"It turns out...that's it."

Daoxu muttered to himself, and no one knew what he meant.

The next moment, he moved.

(End of this chapter)