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Chapter 502 The Coordinate System of Truth

Chapter 510 The Coordinate System of Truth
The "calibration" of Daoxu is "coverage," which uses "absolute normality" to cover up all "abnormalities," and even to cover up the "imperfect" "normality" inherent in this "illusory world" itself!
This is a fundamental reshaping of the rules of the world!
"Roar--!!!"

A roar, unlike anything a living being could utter, filled with endless resentment and confusion, exploded from the enormous shadow that was seeping out!
This roar is no longer just a sound wave, but an "information torrent" formed from the dying cries of billions of shattered worlds and the final curses of countless civilizations in despair!
This torrent is enough to cause the Dao heart of any supreme being to collapse in an instant, filling their soul with resentment and turning them into a demon who only knows how to kill.

However, the moment this terrifying "information torrent" rushed into the "absolutely normal" area "defined" by Daoxu, it was like molten iron being poured into eternal ice.

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There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a soft sound, as if the soul itself were being vaporized.

All the wails, all the curses, all the resentment, were "formatted" the moment they touched that "normal" area.

They were stripped of all "emotion" and "meaning," reduced to the most primitive, purest "information flow" without any attributes, and then fell into silence and vanished into nothingness.

It's like a manifesto full of lies and malice being thrown into a shredder, leaving only a pile of meaningless, pale scraps of paper.

"Resentful of the monarch," for the first time, he felt "tricky."

It is an extension of the "King's" will, a concrete manifestation of "malice." Its very existence is the greatest mockery and desecration of "order" and "goodness." It grows stronger by devouring the world's "positive emotions" and consuming the "hope" of civilization.

It had seen powerful beings who, with unparalleled magical power, had withstood its curse.

It has seen sages who resisted its erosion by upholding their steadfast faith.

It had even seen the Fire-Bearer who burned himself with the light of the "fire," perishing together with his hatred.

However, it had never seen an existence like Daoxu.

He neither resists, nor purifies, nor burns.

He just stood there.

Then, everything around him was "right".

And I, the embodiment of "resentment and hatred," appear so "wrong" and so "absurd" in the face of such absolute "correctness."

This is a complete "negation" of it from the level of "existence"!
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The enormous shadow ceased its continued "infiltration".

It begins to contract and condense.

That pitch-black ocean made of pure "malice," that cold vertical pupil made of "despair," was collapsing madly inward.

It knew that conventional attacks based on the rules of this "illusory world" were ineffective against this "anomaly".

It needs to draw upon a more fundamental power, one that is closer to that of the "King".

It wants to attack "existence" itself!
In an instant, the scene before Daoxu changed.

He was no longer in the restricted area of ​​the sea dike, but rather standing on the banks of a vast river that flows endlessly, with no beginning and no end in sight.

Time flows!

This is a forbidden realm that only beings at the level of "monarch" can interfere with!

The figure of the “resentful monarch” appeared upstream of the long river. Its enormous shadow obscured the entire sky of the “past.”

It stretched out a giant claw made up of countless pained faces and fiercely grabbed down at a certain point in the "past"!
It wants to erase the Dao Ruins in the past!

It wants to make Daoxu never have been "born"!
However, just as the giant claw was about to touch that point in time, it suddenly froze.

Because it is "invisible".

In the long river of time, every living being should have a corresponding image of its "past".

But Daoxu is not there.

His "past" is a blank!
It's as if he didn't walk step by step from a point in the "past" to the "present".

Rather, it appeared out of thin air at this point in time!

The will to "resent the monarch" froze for a moment.

The past cannot be erased?

Then, I'll cut off your future!
Its figure, in an instant, reappeared downstream of the river of time, where countless tributaries, representing the "future," flowed, filled with uncertainty.

It wants to sever all future paths to the "existence of the Dao Ruins," trapping him in an eternal "dead end" with no tomorrow!
But the next second, it fell into even deeper confusion.

Because the "future" of Daoxu is also a blank!
There is no possibility of success, nor is there any possibility of failure.

There is no path to survival, nor an end to death.

He is like an absolute "ghost" that is not recorded by "time"!
"How can it be……"

A stream of thoughts, filled with chaos and incomprehension, echoed through the river of time.

Past, present, and future are the three elements that constitute an "existence".

This anomaly has no past, no future. By what right does it "exist" in the "present"?

Daoxu remains quietly standing at the origin of "now".

As he looked at the “Monarch of Resentment” who was toiling in vain along the river of time, for the first time, a trace of emotion similar to “pity” appeared in his chaotic eyes.

It's like a three-dimensional being watching a two-dimensional paper figure running wildly across the paper, trying to jump out and attack it.

It's laughable, and yet, it's pathetic.

"Your 'path' is wrong."

Dao Xu's voice rang out once more. This time, it was no longer defining the rules of the world, but rather stating the simplest and most basic fact.

"Time is not a long river."

"It is merely a 'measuring' of 'change'."

“And I am ‘eternity’.”

"Eternity needs no measurement."

The moment the words fell, the ever-flowing river of time shattered inch by inch in Dao Xu's eyes!

boom! ! !
The scene before Daoxu returned to reality.

The shadow emanating from the "hateful monarch" fluctuated violently, as if it had suffered some incomprehensible, conceptual blow!

It attacks the "past" and "future" of Daoxu, just like a person using all their strength to punch their reflection in the water.

Not only that, but it did not harm the enemy in the slightest.

Instead, because of excessive force, he lost his balance.

Its "Tao" and its "cognition" revealed huge "logical loopholes" in the face of the higher "truth" of the Dao Ruins!
Inside the tower.

"puff!"

Ling Shu suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, shimmering with the light of wisdom. Her face instantly turned ashen white.

Just now, in the instant when the "Monarch of Resentment" interfered with the river of time, she, with her unique "path of spiritual wisdom," also glimpsed a trace of the forbidden realm.

And it was precisely because of this that she also suffered the most terrifying aftershocks of that clash between "Tao" and "Li"!

"Ling Shu!" Cangya exclaimed in shock and rushed forward to support her. "I'm fine..." Ling Shu waved her hand, but her intelligent eyes were now filled with an almost fanatical light. She stared intently at the figure outside, her voice trembling, yet filled with excitement.

"I understand... I finally understand!"

"The path of passing on the torch is one of 'guarding'. We are guarding this 'bubble' within the rules of 'bubble'."

"And his path... his path is 'transcendence'!"

"He is not a being in our 'bubble' at all! His 'existence' does not depend on the time of our world, nor on the space of our world, much less on the Great Dao of our world!"

The lamplighter, with his cloudy eyes, stared intently at Daoxu. In his heart, a raging storm, even more terrifying than Ling Shu's, was brewing.

"No wonder...no wonder he was able to ignore the twisted corridor and get here..."

"We are fish in a bubble."

"And he..."

"They're people from the shore!"

How could those on the shore be harmed by the ripples in the water?
"Roar!!!"

Completely enraged, or rather, dominated by a profound fear stemming from the denial of existence itself, the "Lord of Hatred" finally abandoned all his fancy, rule-based attacks.

It will use the most primitive, savage, and terrifying power!

At that moment, the enormous, collapsing shadow suddenly burst open outwards!
It is no longer a shadow, but a vertical pupil.

Instead, it transformed into a massive, indescribable "wound"!
A hideous "wound" that has been forcibly torn open on the curtain of "existence"!
The edge of the wound is not flesh and blood, but countless afterimages of the world, wailing and shattering.

The inside of the wound is not an empty cavity, but a pure "ruin" from which even light, time and space, and concepts cannot escape!
This is one of the true forms of the "Ink Shadow Monarch"!

They are not living beings.

They are the "King's" digestive system, and in the "illusory world," they are the concrete "excretion outlets"!
They are moving "abysses" leading to the "Black Coast"!
"Oh no!" The lampkeeper exclaimed in horror, "It's going to swallow Lord Daoxu and his 'Domain of Dao' whole! Then, it'll excrete it directly outside the 'Bubble' as a sacrifice to those 'Shadows'!"

This is the most vicious attack that a "hated monarch" can make!
It cannot comprehend the Dao Ruins, nor can it defeat the Dao Ruins.

Then let's completely "expel" this incomprehensible "foreign object" from this world!
Let the "King," let those beings who are older and more terrifying than it, "deal with" him!

That enormous "wound," moving at a speed that transcended the limitations of time and space, suddenly enveloped the Dao Ruins!

Wherever it passed, everything was "swallowed" and turned into nothingness.

The light of the Town-Suppressing Tower flickered unpredictably under the pull of this devouring power, and spiderweb-like cracks had already appeared on the tower's body!
The small world inside the tower was in chaos, as if the end of the world had arrived!

Cangya, his eyes blazing with fury, raised his giant axe, ready to charge out and perish together with the "wound."

"Don't move!" The lamplighter grabbed him and roared hoarsely, "If we go out, we'll only die faster! Right now, our only hope is him!"

All eyes were focused on the solitary figure facing the entire "abyss".

How will he respond?
Can he still create miracles?

Just as that "wound" was about to devour everything.

Daoxu finally had a third action besides "standing" and "speaking".

He slowly raised his right hand.

Then, it extended a finger toward that hideous "wound," which was powerful enough to devour all worlds.

A single, fair, slender, and seemingly ordinary finger.

There was no overwhelming divine light.

It lacks the grandeur of something that could shatter eternity.

There is no flow of Dao runes.

He simply pointed out with one finger.

This finger.

To the three lamplighters inside the tower, it seemed so insignificant.

So insignificant, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

So fragile, it seemed, that in the next instant, that terrifying "wound," along with his arm, his body, and everything else, would be completely devoured, crushed, and reduced to nothingness.

however--

That's it, just a tiny, insignificant finger.

At the moment it was pointed out.

The entire world, all "sounds," have disappeared.

Within that "wound," the wails of billions of worlds vanished.

Inside the tower, the roar of the world collapsing vanished.

Even the heartbeats of Cangya and Lingshu, which were pounding like drums due to tension, disappeared.

The entire "existence" is trapped in an absolute, eternal "stillness".

Dao Xu's finger seemed to be infinitely "magnified" in everyone's eyes.

It is no longer a finger.

It is a "dot".

A point that is infinitely large and infinitely indivisible, and absolutely geometric in the sense of a point.

A singularity, the only one that existed before the Big Bang.

One, defining all "causes", but not belonging to any "effect", the original "origin"!
The finger is taken as the "origin".

Use yourself as a "coordinate".

The Tao is taken as "axiom".

At this moment, Dao Xu, through his own existence, constructed an absolutely perfect and self-consistent "Truth Coordinate System"!
Then, with a gentle touch, he placed the finger on the very center of that hideous "wound".

There was no collision.

There was no explosion.

There is no outlet for energy.

Nothing at all.

That finger and that "wound" just quietly came into contact.

Just like a mathematician, who uses the tip of a pen to make a dot on paper.

then.

A change occurred.

(End of this chapter)