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Chapter 499 Twisted!

Chapter 507

Then, gently press down.

Buzz—! ! ! !

The entire sea dike shook violently!

It wasn't a physical tremor, but a terrifying "upheaval" from the level of "rules"!
Behind Dao Xu, Lei Zhu and Wen Xi, who were struggling to catch up, were horrified!
At the same time, they felt that their "connection" with the universe and all things was forcibly "severed" in that instant by an irresistible force!

No, it's not about cutting off.

It's "coverage"!
It was as if the entire Boundary Sea, the entire Chaos, all the "reasons" and all the "laws" had been forcibly "taken over" by a supreme "will" at this moment!

"What happened?!" The Thunder Lord was horrified. He discovered that his Great Dao of Thunder, for the first time, had become "uncontrollable." He could not summon even a trace of thunder power, as if the concept of "thunder" was waiting for some being to "re-authorize" it.

Wen Xi's face was paler than snow.

The scene she "saw" was a billion times more terrifying than what the Thunder Lord had experienced!
In her perception of the "inclusive" Great Dao, after Dao Xu's palm pressed down, the entire "Causal Breaking Cliff," that chaotic and disordered abyss, seemed to have been thrown into a... "sun"!
A sun formed from the purest and most fundamental principles!
Dao Xu's left eye, the clockwise nebula representing "beginning", was spinning wildly!

His right eye, the counter-clockwise nebula that represents the "end," is also spinning wildly!
"Beginning" and "end" are united as one in his palm!

This forms an absolute "causal closed loop" that includes "all processes" and encompasses "all possibilities"!
"I think, therefore I am."

A grand yet calm voice resounded throughout the entire rule system.

This is the "principle" of Daoxu.

When his palm covered the chaotic cliff.

Those broken, disordered lines of cause and effect seemed to have seen their "king," their "creator."

They are no longer frantic, no longer random.

They began to frantically connect with the "absolute causal closed loop" in Dao Xu's palm, almost like a "pilgrimage"!

One, two, billions...

The logic distorted by the "virus" is being forcibly "corrected"!
The cause of "dust settling" has been relinked to the effect of "touching the ground".

The cause of "thinking forward" has been relinked to the effect of "displacement".

All the absurdity is being erased.

All the chaos is being smoothed out.

Dao Xu did not abide by the "cause and effect" of this world.

He is using his own "Tao" to "re-legislate" for this collapsing world!
That bottomless "cause and effect cliff" is rapidly "healing" at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Those areas contaminated by the "virus" were quickly purified and evaporated in the face of the absolute "principle" of Daoxu, just like snow meeting the scorching sun!

However, just as the cliff was about to completely heal...

The source of the "logic virus" lurking deep within, the malice from the "Black Coast," seemed to sense a deadly threat and let out a silent roar!

hum!
A jet-black "data stream," filled with "paradox" and "absurdity," suddenly shot out from the core of the cliff that was about to heal, like the most venomous snake, biting fiercely at Dao Xu's palm!
It wants to pollute the "principle" of the Daoist ruins!
It will drag this being that dares to challenge their "authority" into that eternal, logically disordered abyss!
"If an omniscient being knows everything, does he also know things that he does not know?"

"If God is omnipotent, could he create a stone that even he himself cannot lift?"

"If time could be reversed, and you went back in time to kill your grandfather, then who went back in time?"

Billions of top-tier "logical traps" and the most unsolvable "philosophical paradoxes" instantly transformed into the most terrifying "Dao attack," crashing into the palm of Dao Ruins!

This is an attack powerful enough to instantly bring any rational being to a standstill!

However, what they faced was the Dao Ruins.

A monster, composed of contradictions itself.

His left eye is the "beginning," and his right eye is the "end."

His very existence is the greatest "paradox".

Faced with the surging "logic virus," Dao Xu's face remained expressionless.

His cloudy eyes flickered only slightly.

The black "data stream," powerful enough to shatter the Dao heart of even the most powerful beings, vanished the moment it touched his palm, as if a mud ox had entered the sea, without stirring up the slightest ripple.

then……

It was "absorbed".

Dao Xu's "Xu Dao Body" is like an ultimate "black hole," or rather, a supreme "compiler."

Any "logic," any "reason," whether it is correct or false, self-consistent or paradoxical, will only have one fate in his presence—to be analyzed, to be decomposed, and then transformed into "nourishment" for constructing his own "Great Way."

"The omniscient one does not know 'not knowing,' therefore he is not omniscient."

"The omnipotent cannot 'not be able', therefore he is not omnipotent."

"A paradox is a paradox because the 'observer' dimension is insufficient."

One grand "solution" after another naturally arose within Daoxu's will.

He did not "think" about these paradoxes.

He himself is the "answer".

The vicious "logic virus" completely lost all its "toxicity" the moment it was absorbed, transforming into the purest "information" and merging into Dao Xu's body.

Dao Xu's "Dao Body of Ruins," a body composed of the night sky and stardust, seemed to have solidified even further.

His grasp of "reason" and his understanding of "the Way" have reached a whole new level.

He even analyzed this "virus" and traced it back to its source, obtaining a "view" that was clearer than before.

……

That boundless, black coastline.

This time, he saw it clearly.

What stands on that shore is not a "shadow".

Instead, they were countless, thousands upon thousands of "shadows"!
They come in all shapes and sizes, twisted and grotesque, defying description in any known language. Some resemble withered trees rooted in nothingness, their branches laden with wailing cosmic debris. Others are like writhing masses of flesh composed of countless eyes, each reflecting the demise of a civilization.

They stood there quietly on the shore.

It was as if they were waiting for "dinner to start".

And the "food" is the "origin" of those shattered worlds that are continuously washed ashore from the huge "conveyor belt" of "Guixu".

However, this was not the most devastating factor that shook Dao Xu's will.

He saw, behind these thousands of “shadows,” at the end of the coastline, in a deeper darkness where even “malice” seemed frozen.

Indistinctly, a... "throne" stands.

A massive, pitch-black throne, composed of countless "corpses of the universe," piled up beyond imagination.

Seated on the throne was a supreme being whose mere "perception" of his outline caused even Dao Xu's "Dao Body of Ruins" to feel a "sting" pain.

He couldn't make out the person's face.

Because any attempt to “observe” His actions will cause the concept of “observation” itself to be distorted and collapse.

Daoxu could only "sense" it.

The being on the throne seemed to be "asleep".

The thousands upon thousands of "shadows" on the shore were merely "servants" transformed from a wisp of "breath" that had escaped from His "dream." This realization was like a bucket of ice water from the deepest abyss, poured over Dao Xu's heart.

He always thought that his enemies were those "shadows".

But now it seems that those "shadows" don't even qualify as "enemies."

They are just "watchdogs".

The real "terror" lies dormant atop that throne.

But what are the torches, the sea dikes, and the struggles and protections of countless epochs compared to this sleeping "King"?
Perhaps it was just a "noise" that He was too lazy to pay attention to in His sleep?
Just then, the will of Dao'xu seemed to trigger an "alarm".

In that "scene," the supreme being who slept on the throne seemed to twitch one of his "finger" slightly.

Boom! ! ! !
In Dao Xu's mind, it was as if billions of universes were exploding at the same time!
An indescribable, incomprehensible, and irresistible "great terror" surged upstream along the link of that "analysis," aiming to completely obliterate the "will" of Daoxu!

That was not an attack of power, nor was it the crushing force of the Great Dao.

Rather, it is a higher-dimensional "declaration".

"Those who spy will die."

However, just as this power of "announcement" was about to descend.

Within Dao Xu's body, the mark formed from the source of the primordial fire, which had been dormant for a long time, suddenly erupted with an unprecedented and extremely brilliant light!

This light was neither for attack nor for defense.

It's "burning"!
They burned themselves out of spite, in a way that was utterly self-destructive and disregarded all costs!

What it burns is not energy, but "cause and effect".

It forcibly created a "causal black hole" between Daoxu and that "King", and forcibly burned off the link between the cause of "peeping" and the effect of "being erased"!

puff!
Dao Xu's "Dao Body of Ruins" shook violently for the first time. The chaotic light flowing across his body dimmed for a moment.

After the causal link was severed, the mark of the torch became much more illusory, as if it might be extinguished at any moment.

Dao Xu slowly raised his head, and for the first time, his chaotic eyes looked at the fading flame mark on his chest.

He was saved by the "fire of life".

He once believed that this was the other side of the same coin as Guixu, an "order" that needed to be "transcended," which, at the most critical moment, did not hesitate to burn its own essence to protect him.

why?
Dao Xu's will reached out towards that weak mark.

He "heard" it.

At the deepest part of the legacy, there is not only cold "order" and "rules".

There, a remnant remains—an extremely ancient yet incredibly fervent obsession.

"Live..."

"No matter what, we must survive..."

"To pass on the flame of 'existence'..."

“Until…someone walks up to 'He'…”

This is the "mission" of the torch.

It is not about protecting for the sake of protecting, nor about maintaining order for the sake of maintaining order.

Its sole purpose is to cultivate an ultimate "Fire Bearer" capable of confronting that "King".

Daoxu is the "hope" that it has been waiting for for countless epochs.

Daoxu fell silent.

He reached out and gently touched the mark on his chest.

For the first time, the primordial power of chaos within him flowed out voluntarily and gently, pouring into the extinguishing mark.

The dim flames stabilized once more.

Although still weak, it was no longer in danger of being extinguished.

He didn't speak, but his actions had already shown his "attitude".

He and the torch have reached a silent "reconciliation".

Or, to put it another way, "covenant".

After doing all this, Dao Xu slowly withdrew his hand from the "Causal Cliff".

Behind him, the chasm that once drove even the most powerful figures to despair had completely vanished.

The 30,001st barrier and the 30,002nd barrier were perfectly reconnected.

It was as if that cliff had never existed.

Dao Xu raised his head, his gaze piercing through the thick fog ahead.

His expression remained calm.

But deep within those chaotic eyes, there was something else.

It's the same thing that even Lei Zhu and Wen Xi can't understand.

That is "the will to fight".

It's not aimed at Guixu, nor at those "shadows".

Instead, it was aimed at the sleeping "King" at the end of the Black Coast, on the throne, who had almost annihilated him with just a flick of his finger!
He knew his "path".

I also know my "end point".

Repairing the dam is just a process.

Beyond the flame and the void, it is merely a process.

His true mission is only one.

Walk up to that "throne," and then...

Pull Him down.

Dao Xu took a step and stepped onto the 30,002nd barrier, passing over the skeleton of that once invincible giant, which now seemed insignificant and pathetic.

His figure remained lonely.

But I'm no longer confused.

The scenery on the embankment ahead changed once again.

It is no longer a specific "pollution" or "desperate situation".

Rather, it is a kind of overall "distortion".

Space here is like a canvas being kneaded. Time here is like a stream that sometimes flows swiftly and sometimes flows backward.

The entire embankment presents a bizarre and surreal scene, like the delirium of someone drunk.

And in that core region of distorted spacetime.

(End of this chapter)