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Chapter 495 The Pollution of the Ruins!

Chapter 503: The Pollution of the Ruins!
The Void Spirit roared, and its enormous body began to "disintegrate" on its own, transforming into the purest and most primal "Void Pollution," like a black plague, sweeping towards the Dao Void, which was in turmoil!

It will strike while the iron is hot and kill him!
It wants to completely devour and assimilate this "nothingness" that possesses "self-will" and seize its supreme "authority"!
Ahead, there was a deadly counterattack from the Void Spirits.

Inside, there is the domineering suppression of the burning flame.

In that instant, Daoxu was plunged into an unprecedented, truly desperate situation!
His eyes, that deep emptiness, were pulsating violently.

The two golden-gray dots representing his "self" flickered under the dual attack of the purifying power of the fire and the polluting power of the void, as if they might be extinguished at any moment.

Once extinguished, he will be completely lost.

Alternatively, it can be "reformatted" by the torch and revert to being the obedient "patch".

Either be completely "devoured" by the Void Spirit and become a part of it.

Neither of them was the ending he wanted.

"My path...I will decide for myself!"

"My destiny...is in my own hands!"

"Spark, you have no right to judge me!"

"Gui Xu, you have no right to devour me!"

In that life-or-death moment, an unprecedented frenzy and determination erupted in Dao Xu's eyes!

He made a decision that was even more insane and incomprehensible than "becoming a Dao Ruins"!

He did not confront either side.

Instead, they proactively opened their minds!

"Since... you all want my 'body'..."

"Then... come in, everyone!"

boom! ! !
He actually relinquished control over all the power within his body!

He transformed his body, his Dao heart, and his soul into a... "battlefield"!
One of them allowed "the flame" and "the void," the two ultimate forces representing the two most fundamental poles of the universe, to collide in the most direct and primal way within his body!
"Come!"

"Let me see, it is your 'creation' that can erase its 'nothingness'!"

"Or its 'end,' which can devour your 'existence'!"

"And I, Daoxu, will be the witness to this ultimate showdown, and the ultimate victor!"

His will was like a rock stuck in the center of a storm. Despite the two destructive forces washing over, colliding with, and annihilating him within his body, he steadfastly guarded that last spark of light called "self"!

Using one's own body as a furnace, refining eternity!
Using the Tao as a guide, instigate the end!
At this moment, he was no longer a chess piece, but a madman who overturned the chessboard and was about to drag both players into a high-stakes gamble!
The black pollution of the void collided violently with the golden divine light of the primordial flame within his body!
Before the Tomb of Ten Thousand Paths, an ultimate battle between creation and destruction, which no one could understand and no one dared to witness, was silently unfolding within one person's body.

boom!
The concepts of time and space completely lost their meaning within Daoxu's body.

If his body is a universe, then at this moment, this universe is witnessing the most primordial "creation of heaven and earth" and the ultimate "heat death and return to nothingness".

The golden flames of divine light transformed into countless chains of divine order, carrying a creator-like majesty and indifference, attempting to format all "abnormal" data. Each chain flowed with scenes of the universe's beginning: the birth of stars, the evolution of life, and the rise of civilizations—a supreme "justice" that did not tolerate any form of "error."

The purest form of Void Pollution, brought by the Void Spirit, transformed into a boundless black plague. It had no form, no logic; it was the very opposite of logic. Wherever it passed, the stars on the Chain of Order extinguished, life withered, civilization turned to dust, and all concepts of "existence" were dissolved and reduced to the most primordial "nothingness."

This is a war between morality and reason!

The ultimate struggle between "existence" and "non-existence"!

Dao Xu's physical body disintegrated in the very first instant. It didn't transform into flesh and blood, but was directly reduced to the most basic particles. Even the concept of particles itself was being repeatedly erased by the golden divine light and the black plague, sometimes condensing and sometimes dissipating.

His soul transformed into a sea of ​​flickering candles in the wind, where golden and black waves crashed and annihilated each other. With each collision, billions of thoughts were evaporated, and with each clash, countless memories were torn to pieces.

Severe pain?

No, this goes beyond the scope of "pain".

This is a form of torture in which the "self" is gradually and inch by inch erased from its very roots.

Dao Xu's will is like a solitary black reef in the center of that ocean of divine souls. He relinquished all control over his body and power, devoting all his energy to protecting that last bit of spiritual light that represented "who I am."

The golden flames of order burned him, trying to melt this "stubborn rock" into a "golden brick" that conformed to the rules.

The black, void waters washed over him, trying to grind him, this reef of "existence," into nothingness.

He was subjected to denial from both ends of the universe!
"Not enough...not enough!"

Amidst that endless annihilation, the mad will of Dao Xu roared silently.

"Spark, your order is nothing but a self-righteous cage! You created all things, yet you shackled them, forbidding the birth of anything beyond your comprehension!"

"Guixu, your nothingness is also another form of obsession! You deny everything, but you don't know that the end of 'nothingness' is precisely to give birth to a new 'something'!"

"You...you're all wrong!"

"You are all incomplete! You are not whole!"

His will, far from being extinguished in this double destruction, became purer and sharper, like a divine sword repeatedly tempered in the ultimate fire and ice!

Outside, the Void Spirit had completely transformed into the source of pollution, completely enveloping the Dao Void. It could sense that its "kindred spirit" was being purified by a power it also feared, which filled it with ecstatic joy. It frantically poured its own essence into the conflict, hoping to reap the benefits of this war and devour both supreme powers, along with the being that dared to challenge it!
Meanwhile, on the other side of the distant dike.

Before the 7,100th section of the wall.

Wen Xi and Lei Zhu simultaneously sensed something and suddenly looked up, gazing in the direction of the Myriad Dao Tomb.

Their pupils contracted violently.

In their perception, everything "disappeared" in that direction.

It wasn't destroyed, nor hidden, but rather a far more bizarre state. It was as if an invisible eraser had forcefully wiped that piece of spacetime from the canvas of "existence," leaving behind an "absolute blank" that could not be perceived by any divine sense!
"What...what is that?" The Thunder Lord's voice was extremely dry. His proud Thunder Dao, upon sensing that aura, let out a terrified wail and tried to escape from his body.

Wen Xi's face was as pale as paper. Her Dao was "inclusiveness" and "assimilation," but that "absolute blankness" was an ultimate concept that even her Dao could not understand, much less embrace.

"What is he doing..." she murmured to herself, the faint flame of hope in her eyes almost extinguished by this incomprehensible fear, "He... locked the Flame of Life and the Ruins together?"

The moment the thought crossed her mind, she was so startled that she trembled all over.

What is that concept?
That's equivalent to locking the creator god and the destroyer of the world in a small room and telling them that only one of them can survive!
And that room is Dao Xu's body!
"A madman... a complete and utter madman!" The Thunder Lord finally understood. His gaze, once filled with anticipation, now held a pure, soul-deep fear as he looked at the blank canvas.

Within the "inner universe" of Daoxu.

This war has lasted for what seems like an infinite number of ages.

After an initial violent clash, the golden order and the black nothingness reached a terrifying "balance".

They annihilate and dissolve each other, and neither can completely overwhelm the other.

The divine chain of the torch of order has been stained with an indelible layer of "deathly stillness".

Within the black plague of Guixu, some twisted and bizarre "rules" have also begun to emerge.

They are "contaminating" each other!
In this process of mutual contamination and annihilation, something entirely new was born.

It was a wisp of chaotic mist that was born in the area where gold and black met, on the battlefield where "existence" and "non-existence" perished together!
It is neither "existence" nor "non-existence".

It belongs neither to "order" nor to "chaos".

It transcends all of this, and rises above all of this!
It is the remnant of the "Tao" and the ashes of "nothingness".

It is... the origin of "Ruins"!

The moment the first wisp of chaotic mist was born, the Dao Ruins' will, which had stood firm for millennia, stirred.

"It's...this one!"

His will, like a vast net that had been waiting for eternity, suddenly opened, carefully drawing that wisp of chaotic mist into its core!

hum!
The moment it came into contact with this wisp of mist, Dao Xu's dying "self" spiritual light was not assimilated, but rather, like a traveler who had been starving for billions of years seeing a spring of sweet water, it frantically absorbed and integrated it!
The inspiration grew stronger.

Though faint, it has become more resilient, more... essential!
"That's it...that's it!"

"The torch is 'one,' and the void is 'zero.'"

"And I, I want to become, the one who writes the 'Tao' of 'one' and 'zero'!"

At this moment, Dao Xu fully understood his path!
He was no longer passively receiving, but actively beginning to guide!
His will transformed into an invisible hand, stirring the golden divine light and black plague within his body, causing them to collide more violently and annihilate more thoroughly, thereby... "producing" more of that chaotic "origin of the void"!
He is refining the flame and returning to the void!

He nourishes himself with the resources of the two poles of the universe!
What an insane and outrageous act this is! If any being knew about it, they would think he had gone completely mad and fallen into an abyss of no return.

But Daoxu's will was clearer than ever before.

He saw that within the order of the torch relay lay the poison of "rigidity" and "autocracy".

He saw that within the nothingness of the Void, there lay the opportunity for "new life" and "possibility".

What he needs to do is not to choose one, but... to surpass them!
Time, at this moment, begins to flow again.

outside world.

The mass of pollution surrounding the Dao Ruins, formed from the spirit of the Ruins, suddenly let out a terrified shriek.

It sensed that the "polluting" power it had injected was rapidly "disappearing" in an incomprehensible way!
It wasn't purified, it wasn't resisted, but... it was "eaten up"!

That “kind” that should have been annihilated under the combined attack of the two forces now seems to have become an unfillable “singularity,” a “conceptual black hole” that transcends its understanding, and is now devouring its origin!

"No...impossible!"

For the first time, the will of the Void Spirit, composed of billions of faces, generated an emotion called "regret".

It regretted it!

It shouldn't have provoked this monster!

It wanted to escape, to withdraw its power.

But, it's too late.

An irresistible suction force emanated from the center of that "absolute blankness," firmly locking onto its origin.

"You, come in too."

A calm, undisturbed voice resounded directly within the core of the Void Spirit's will.

The next moment, the massive source of pollution from the Void Spirit, composed of countless remnants and the power of returning to the void, was frantically pulled into that "blank space" like a whale sucking in water!
"Do not--!!!"

The spirit of the void let out its final, desperate wail.

It saw it.

In the center of that "blank" space, the figure it thought was surely dead re-formed.

It was no longer a body of flesh and blood, but a "Dao Body" composed of that chaotic "Origin of Ruins," seemingly not existing in this world.

His eyes remained empty, but deep within that emptiness, the two golden-gray spots of light had vanished. In their place were two slowly rotating, chaotic-colored... nebulae.

In the left eye, the nebula rotates clockwise, as if defining the "birth" and "existence" of all things.

The nebula in the right eye rotates counterclockwise, as if judging the "death" and "annihilation" of all things.

His gaze fell on Xu Ling.

The Void Spirit felt that everything about itself, from the polluted remnants of the myriad paths to its instinct to return to the void, was completely seen through by those eyes.

"Thank you for your 'resources'."

Dao Xu spoke, and his voice was no longer the friction of metal, nor the whisper of a dead soul.

It was a very peculiar sound.

It was as if the universe itself was emitting its "heartbeat".

As he finished speaking, he slowly raised his hand...

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(End of this chapter)