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Chapter 496 Thunder Lord!

Chapter 504 Thunder Lord!
That hand was crystal clear, as if it were forged from the purest chaos. On it were both the orderly divine patterns of the flames and the void traces of the Dao of the Void, but the two were perfectly integrated to form a new, ineffable "principle".

He gently pressed down on the enormous Void Spirit that was being drawn in.

“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.”

"The Way returns to the Way."

“Ruins, return to ruins.”

Om-!
There was no earth-shattering explosion, no collapse of the laws.

The Void Spirit that had once driven countless guardians to despair began to be "disintegrated" in an incredibly gentle yet utterly thorough way under Dao Xu's palm strike.

Within its body, the myriad corrupted Daos emitted cries of liberation.

The rusty sword that had been transformed from the "Sword Dao Lament" faded away, turning into a pure sword intent. It trembled slightly towards the Dao Ruins, as if paying its respects, before dissipating into the world and returning to the "Source of the Dao" where it was meant to go.

The demonic tower formed from the "remnants of the array" suddenly disintegrated, turning into countless profound runes that circled in the air before disappearing.

The black lightning snake that had transformed from the "Thunder Path Howl" dissipated its black energy and transformed back into a dazzling purple lightning bolt. It let out a high-pitched dragon roar and plunged into the void, disappearing without a trace.

Thousands upon thousands of Great Daos, imprisoned and distorted for countless years, were "liberated" by Dao Ruins at this moment!

He did not destroy them, but instead used his transcendent "Way of Ruins" to cleanse them of their "contamination," severing their connection with the Ruins, and allowing them to regain their freedom!

This is a method that is infinitely more sophisticated than simply "annihilating"!

This is... "setting things right"!
With the departure of countless Great Daos, only the purest part of the Void Spirit's enormous body remained, belonging to the "Return to the Void".

That was the core of that "origin point of the void" back then.

Dao Xu looked at this pure energy that exuded endless "malice" and "ending" aura. In his eyes, there was no greed, only calmness.

"And you..."

He clenched his fist.

The massive primordial energy point was instantly compressed and condensed into a jet-black "crystal" the size of a fist.

The crystalline surface is smooth as a mirror, reflecting no light, as if it can devour everything.

Dao Xu held the "Return to Nothingness Crystal" in his hand, feeling the pure power of "nothingness" within it.

The ancestral fire mark within him had now dimmed and lay dormant, as if asleep or perhaps gripped by fear.

In its battle with Guixu, it suffered a great loss of vitality.

More importantly, it was completely "stunned" by Dao Xu's crazy behavior of "using his body as a furnace to refine the two extremes".

It discovered that it could no longer "control" the host from a superior position as before.

Daoxu has grown into a "monster" that even it cannot comprehend.

After doing all this, Dao Xu slowly turned around and looked behind him.

That place is the site of the "Ten Thousand Tombs".

The terrifying void of the past has disappeared.

Those hideous, twisted, tumor-like "proliferative bodies" were all reduced to dust.

The entire 16,200th section of the barrier has been restored to its original appearance. Although it is still full of cracks, the "malice" and "contamination" that parasitized it have completely disappeared.

Beneath the barrier, one could vaguely see several towering figures bowing slightly towards the Dao Ruins before vanishing completely.

That was the last vestige of unyielding obsession left behind by the supreme beings who fought a bloody battle here and were ultimately corrupted.

Their revenge has been achieved.

Their path is free.

Their obsession can finally be put down.

Dao Xu watched all this quietly, his chaotic eyes showing neither sorrow nor joy.

He raised his hand and gently stroked the ancient wall of weeping blood in front of him.

The ancient wall was cold, yet it seemed to carry a hint of "warmth".

He could sense that the entire Boundary Sea Dike, this "ultimate creation" forged from the blood, sweat, and lives of countless powerful beings across countless eras, was releasing a kind of "friendly" goodwill towards him.

Because he removed a "malignant tumor" from it.

"guard……"

Dao Xu murmured to himself, as if he had gained a completely new understanding of these two words.

Protecting is not simply about blocking.

Protecting is not simply about killing.

Instead, let everything return to where it belongs.

Let order be returned to order.

Let the void return to nothingness.

Let the wrong things be corrected.

Let the distortion be smoothed out.

This is the true "way of protection".

He slowly withdrew his hand, his gaze once again turning to the deeper part of the dam.

That distant region, shrouded in eternal mist, beyond the reach of even the guardians.

There, he could sense that there were more, more powerful, and more ancient "breaches".

There are many more, like "Ten Thousand Paths Tomb," waiting to be "corrected" for their "errors."

The power within him was flowing slowly.

That chaotic "origin of the Void" is more restrained and more terrifying than the simple power of returning to the Void. It is a "principle," an "ultimate principle" that can define all things.

He felt as if he had become the "doctor" of this dam.

Those "ulcers" are the "lesions" waiting for him to "treat".

"The Flame...can you see it?"

Dao Xu spoke calmly to his own silent heart.

"This is the way I've chosen to protect."

The torch of knowledge remains unanswered.

Daoxu ignored it.

He knew that from this day forward, his relationship with the torch had been completely changed.

He was no longer a "pawn" chosen by the torch, but rather an independent "being" standing at the same level as the torch, or even... subtly surpassing it.

He is Daoxu.

It is a living "Taoist Ruins" that walks on the sea dike.

He took a step and continued walking forward.

His figure remained lonely and indifferent.

But with each step he took, the embankment, which had been silent for countless years, seemed to gently resonate in harmony.

……

at the same time.

On the other side of the boundary sea lies a "real land" that cannot be described or observed. Here, there is no time or space, no matter, only pure "will" and "concepts" intertwining.

In an ancient stone hall that seemed to have existed for as long as the ancient world itself, several indistinct figures, shrouded in supreme Daoist aura, sat quietly in meditation.

They are the true players in this endless chaotic sea.

The torch was merely a "seed" they scattered throughout the myriad realms.

Suddenly, one of the figures shrouded in the nine-colored divine light trembled slightly.

"Ok?"

An ancient, majestic voice resounded in the ocean of concepts.

"My backup plan on 'Spark 073'... was forcibly suppressed by an incomprehensible force."

Upon hearing this, the other figures in the stone hall all turned their gazes towards him.

"Suppress?" Another figure enveloped in endless sword intent asked, "Has one of the 'Origin Demon Gods' of Guixu awakened? No, even if it is them, they can only pollute the flame, not 'suppress' the flame's original will."

“It’s not the Void.” The figure of the Nine-Colored Divine Light spoke with a hint of confusion in its voice. “That power… is very strange. It has the meaning of ‘ending’ of the Void, but it also contains the principle of ‘order’ of the Flame. The two have merged together in a way that I cannot understand… forming a higher ‘concept’.”

"A higher-level concept?"

A long silence fell over the stone hall.

They are beings standing at the pinnacle of the entire universe, and their "Tao" is almost synonymous with "truth".

The things that they found "incomprehensible" hadn't happened for countless eons.

"Who is that 'Spark 073'?" A figure that seemed to be composed of thousands of stars spoke slowly.

The figure of the Nine-Colored Divine Light remained silent for a moment, as if it were tracing something back to its source.

"He was... a very ordinary test subject. He came from a universe that was about to perish, and was chosen to be deployed to the dam battlefield as a 'consumable' for testing the next generation of 'Guardian' models."

"Consumables..."

Silence fell once again inside the stone hall.

But this time, the silence made the atmosphere somewhat heavy.

A chess piece that should have been treated as a "consumable" move made a move on the chessboard that even the players couldn't understand.

This is no longer an "accident".

This is the "variable"!
"Should we... eliminate him?" The figure with sword intent spoke in a cold voice, filled with pure killing intent. "Any variable beyond our control could cause the entire plan to collapse."

"Do not."

The figure of the Nine-Colored Divine Light rejected the proposal.

"Watch first."

His voice became deep and resonant.

“Our enemy is ‘Return to Nothingness,’ the ultimate ‘nothingness.’ In order to defeat it, we have tried countless methods and created countless ‘Tao’, but all have had little effect.”

"Perhaps... we were wrong from the very beginning."

"What confronts 'nothingness' is not necessarily a stronger 'existence'."

"perhaps……"

His gaze seemed to pierce through endless barriers, revealing a solitary figure walking alone on the embankment.

"We need an 'outlier' who can understand 'existence' and control 'non-existence'."

“This ‘Dao Ruins’ is very interesting.”

"Let him continue on his path."

"I'd like to see just how much of a ripple this piece that has jumped off the chessboard can cause in this final game."

The stone hall fell silent once more.

It was as if nothing had happened.

The lone figure walking on the embankment was completely unaware of this.

He simply moved step by step, steadily, toward the next "mistake" that needed to be "corrected."

His journey is still long.

And this endless, desolate sea dike, because of his appearance, finally ushered in a... unprecedented... variable.

The sea dikes along the border are perpetually silent.

However, at this moment, this eternal, deathly silence was broken.

Before the 7,100th barrier, the "absolute blank" area created by Dao Xu himself was slowly receding like the tide.

Lei Zhu and Wen Xi held their breath, their divine senses like the most cautious tentacles, carefully probing the space-time that was "restoring its existence".

No more, nothing left.

The Myriad Paths Tomb, a hideous ancient demon's lair; the Source of Ruins Pollution that left countless guardians with nothing but bones; the Ruins Spirit, terrifying beyond description...

Everything vanished completely.

It was as if they had never appeared on this section of the dike.

Instead, there was a void so pristine it was unsettling. The laws of spacetime there were as smooth as a mirror, without a single crease. The 16,200th barrier stood there silently, still covered with ancient cracks, but the deep-seated morbidity and malice that had clung to it had been completely scraped away.

It was cured.

"He...successfully?" Lei Zhu's voice was dry, with a tremor he himself was unaware of.

He couldn't understand it, but he saw the result. A deadly situation that even he and Wen Xi, working together, felt hopeless was resolved by that lonely figure heading towards the Tomb of Ten Thousand Paths in a way he couldn't have imagined.

Wen Xi did not answer. Her face was still pale, but her breathtakingly beautiful eyes reflected a scene that was even more profound and terrifying than what the Thunder Lord had seen.

In her perception of the "inclusive" avenue, that area was not empty.

There, stood a person.

Or rather, a "concept".

He simply stood there quietly, without releasing any pressure or revealing any aura. But the entire Boundary Sea Dike, this ultimate creation spanning countless eras, resonated with him at an imperceptible frequency.

He seemed no longer to be a "passerby" on the dam, but to have become "a part" of the dam, an existence on par with this ancient barrier.

Wenxi tried to "understand" him and "accept" him.

However, the moment her Dao touched the other party, she was struck as if by lightning, abruptly withdrawing her divine sense, and a trace of golden divine blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

Her Dao heart was violently shaking!

"Don't try to sense him!" she said urgently to the Thunder Lord, her voice filled with horror. "We...can't understand his current state! Any attempt to analyze his behavior is a form of 'blasphemy'!"

"Blasphemy?" Thunder Lord was stunned.

This term is usually used only when mortals look up to deities. And these deities themselves stand at the pinnacle of the Dao, regarded as godlike beings by countless living beings. What terrifying level of life must it be to inspire such "blasphemy" in them?

Just then, the figure moved.

He slowly turned around and stepped deeper into the embankment.

One step, two steps...

His steps were not fast, yet they carried an indescribable "rhythm." Each step seemed to be on the pulse of time and space, on the nodes of countless paths.

Lei Zhu finally saw him for who he truly was.

(End of this chapter)