Primordial Era: I am a treasure trove, full of magical treasures.

The Lord of Nothingness was trapped in Yang Mei's spatial cage, with dead ends both in front and behind him. He looked around at the approaching Chaos Gods and suddenly let out a hoarse laugh.

"Fine, very well." His voice was low and calm, yet carried a chilling resolve. "Since you insist on pushing me to the brink, then let's die together."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly spread his arms wide, and the dark ripples around his body surged as if boiling. One after another, fist-sized specks of light flew out from his body—the origin of the Great Thousand Worlds that he had plundered and sealed over countless eons. Each speck of light represented a complete Great Thousand World, containing primordial energy powerful enough to make even the Demon Gods of the Nine Heavens tremble.

Hundreds of points of light floated in the void, like a dazzling sea of ​​stars.

The Demon God of Fate's pupils suddenly contracted: "He's going to detonate the very essence of these worlds! Stop him!"

But it was too late.

The Lord of Nothingness's smile held an almost manic calm. He clasped his hands together abruptly, and the hundreds of Great Thousand World Origins were activated simultaneously. A torrent of violent energy surged from the points of light like a burst dam, and then—

boom!!!

Hundreds of great worlds exploded simultaneously, the power of which exceeded any description. Centered on the Lord of Nothingness, a significant portion of the chaotic void was instantly blasted into pure nothingness.

The light from the explosion even overshadowed all the colors existing in the chaos, as if the universe had returned to its state before its birth.

Putting everything else aside, those weaker Chaos Gods have suffered terribly. They were already at the bottom of the food chain, and anyone could trample on them. Now, those big shots don't hold back when they fight, and they've destroyed half of Chaos.

In fact, even the powerful Chaos Gods were not faring well, each unleashing their strongest defensive measures the instant the explosion occurred. The God of Destiny transformed the River of Destiny into a golden barrier, enveloping himself layer by layer; the God of Cause and Effect wove a massive, impenetrable net with threads of cause and effect; the God of Time slowed the flow of time around him by billions of times, attempting to mitigate the shockwave of the explosion; and Yang Mei folded the surrounding space into countless layers, like layers upon layers of armor.

Even so, when the shockwave of the explosion swept over, all the demon gods were thrown backward. The weaker soul demon gods and the five elemental demon gods, although they managed to withstand it, were still blasted and their primordial spirits were shaken, with mouthfuls of blood spurting out as if they were free.

The Void Lord, at the epicenter of the explosion, was horribly wrecked. Half of his body had vanished, and jet-black blood gushed from his wounds like a waterfall, scattering in the void. His aura plummeted from the Ninth Heaven to the early Eighth Heaven, and continued to decline. The Void Mirror in his hand also dimmed, several fine cracks appearing on its surface—forcibly detonating hundreds of Great Thousand Worlds had also caused him devastating damage.

But he did not fall.

He used his only remaining hand to support himself against the Mirror of Nothingness, standing shakily in the void he had created with his own hands, a near-mad smile playing on his lips: "Come on... come on again... let's see how many more times you can last..."

As the Chaos Gods recovered from the aftershocks of the explosion, they looked at the madman before them, whose body was missing halfway but whose spine remained straight, and the same thought arose in their minds—this guy really doesn't care about his life.

The God of Fate wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his gaze fixed solemnly on the Lord of Nothingness. He had to admit that the Lord of Nothingness's move had indeed taken everyone by surprise. Detonating hundreds of Great Thousand Worlds—such a mad act was something even these Chaos Giants, who had lived for countless eons, had never imagined. This required not only ruthless methods but also a near-self-destructive resolve.

"He can't hold on much longer." The God of Cause and Effect walked to the God of Destiny's side and whispered, "He has exhausted his source power by detonating hundreds of great worlds. Now, he is just at his last gasp."

"I know." The God of Fate nodded. "But the closer a beast is to death, the more dangerous it is. He still has that Mirror of Nothingness in his hand. If he takes someone down with him before he dies, none of us can afford it."

……

Just then, a cyan figure emerged from the void like a ghost.

bah bah bah!

Seeing the power of the explosion, Xuanbao was still shaken. Fortunately, he was far away. Sensing something was wrong, he put on thousands of layers of tortoise shell to withstand the shock.

Xuanbao stood at the edge of the ruins plowed by the explosion, looking at the tragic scene before him. "It hurts so much I can't breathe. The origin of hundreds of great worlds has been destroyed just like that. What a spendthrift! What a spendthrift!"

Even Xuanbao didn't expect that the Lord of Nothingness would be so decisive, turning into a self-destructing truck and blowing himself up. Isn't that ridiculous?

In the center of the battlefield, the Lord of Nothingness had half his body mutilated, and black blood condensed into beads in the void, floating around him.

Opposite him stood the God of Fate, the God of Cause and Effect, the God of Time, the God of Space, Yang Mei, and the three surviving members of the God of Soul and the Five Elements Gods, lined up in a row. Their condition was not much better—the God of Fate's River of Fate was mostly dimmed, the God of Cause and Effect's Sword of Cause and Effect was broken in half, the God of Time's left arm was empty, and a trace of golden blood still clung to the corner of Yang Mei's mouth.

But they were still standing.

The Lord of Nothingness was already on the verge of collapse.

"Void, give up." The voice of the Destiny Demon was calm but tinged with weariness. "You have no chance of winning."

The Lord of Nothingness did not answer. He lowered his head, gasping for breath, each breath releasing wisps of black mist from his shattered body. After a long while, he slowly raised his head, a grim smile appearing on his mutilated face: "Stop? I have nowhere else to go, why should I stop?"

He raised the Mirror of Nothingness, its cracks glaringly visible in the greyish-white light: "Killing one is enough, killing two is a bonus."

Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot!

The next instant, he appeared in front of the Soul Demon God, the Void Mirror aimed directly at his face!

The Soul Demon God's pupils constricted sharply. Without a second thought, he swung his Soul Scythe, a ghostly green blade of light slashing towards the Void Lord's neck! Knowing he couldn't dodge the Void Mirror's lock, he simply abandoned defense, choosing to trade his life for his own!

However, the Lord of Nothingness neither dodged nor evaded. The light of the Mirror of Nothingness and the blade of the Soul Scythe descended simultaneously—

"Pfft!"

The Soul Scythe's blade struck the Lord of Nothingness's neck, severing his mangled head! But the light from the Mirror of Nothingness also shone on the Soul Demon God's chest!

The Soul Demon felt a terrifying void law surge into his body, and his body began to silently dissolve from his chest down. He looked down at his vanishing form, an expression of disbelief on his face, and then—

Silently and without a trace, it vanished into nothingness.

Another giant of the Ninth Heaven has fallen.

The severed head of the Lord of Nothingness tumbled several times in the void before miraculously flying back onto his neck. The cracks healed, and flesh regenerated—though his aura weakened slightly, he had indeed survived.

"Trading injury for a life... This guy is really insane!" The Metal Demon God among the Five Elements Demon Gods gasped, his voice trembling.

"He can't hold on much longer!" Yang Mei said in a deep voice. "Every time he gets injured, he loses a portion of his vital energy. He can only undergo two or three more treatments at most before he collapses on his own!"

"The question is, who would be willing to be one of those two or three?" the God of Cause and Effect coldly retorted.

No one answered.

No one wanted to risk their life for the Lord of Nothingness. Although everyone knew that a few more attempts would surely kill the Lord of Nothingness, who would be the stepping stone for that "final" sacrifice?

The battlefield has once again reached a stalemate.

The Lord of Nothingness stood in the center of the void he had created, his mangled body slowly repaired by the swirling black mist. His gaze swept over the solemn-faced Chaos Giants, a mocking smile playing on his lips: "What? Too scared to go in?"

No one answered him.

"You people, in the end, are nothing but a bunch of cowardly cowards who fear death. Pangu of yesteryear, and I of today, you haven't changed a bit." The Lord of Nothingness's voice was filled with undisguised contempt. "You can fight tooth and nail for the Origin, yet you're unwilling to risk your lives for the future of Chaos. What right do you have to say that the path I've chosen is wrong?"

When the Lord of Nothingness uttered his mocking remark, the Demon God of Fate did not respond. He simply raised his hand.

No words were needed, no mobilization required. The Demon God of Cause and Effect, the Demon God of Time, and Yang Mei acted simultaneously. They all understood a simple truth: the Lord of Nothingness was at his last gasp; if they didn't kill him now, they would be the ones to die once he recovered.

The River of Fate struck first. Golden waters, like the Milky Way pouring down from the heavens, transformed into countless chains, coiling around the Lord of Nothingness from all directions. These chains were not physical entities, but rather woven from countless threads of fate—each connected to a choice the Lord of Nothingness had made in the past, or a possibility in the future. The moment the chains bound him, the Lord of Nothingness felt his destiny forcibly anchored to annihilation, as if an invisible hand were pulling his threads of fate one by one from the River of Fate.

"Die!" The Fate Demon God roared, golden blood spilling from all seven orifices. Forcibly altering the fate of a Saint at the Ninth Heaven was an immense burden for him as well.

The Lord of Nothingness roared, and the Mirror of Nothingness swept out, its gray-white light severing all the chains of fate binding him. But the instant he severed the chains of fate, the sword of the God of Cause and Effect arrived.

The Sword of Cause and Effect does not sever the physical body, but rather the cause and effect itself.

The sword light swept across the Void Lord's right arm without leaving any wound, but the Void Lord felt that the causal connection between himself and the Void Mirror had been forcibly severed for a moment! Although it was only for a moment, it was enough.

That momentary loss of contact caused the light of the Void Mirror to dim for a brief instant.

The Demon God of Time seized this opportunity. He transformed into a streak of silver-white light, ignoring the defensive range of the Void Mirror, and appeared directly before the Lord of Nothingness. His spear of time didn't pierce the Lord of Nothingness's vitals, but instead struck the void beneath his feet—

"Time rewind!"

The moment the spear tip struck, time within a radius of ten thousand miles centered on the Lord of Nothingness began to flow backward. The Lord of Nothingness's body, which had already been largely repaired, began to change in reverse under this power of time reversal—the repaired wounds reopened, new flesh peeled away again, and even the stable essence within him began to reverse back to its chaotic state before the explosion!

"No—!!!" The Lord of Nothingness roared in terror. He desperately activated the Mirror of Nothingness, trying to dispel the effect of time reversal with the power of negation. But the Destiny God's anchoring of fate and the Causal God's severing of cause and effect slowed his reaction by half a beat—and it was this half beat that determined the outcome.

Yang Mei made her move.

Instead of attacking the Lord of Nothingness, he plunged his hands into the void surrounding the Lord of Nothingness and then ripped them apart to the sides!

"Spatial stripping!"

The space centered on the Lord of Nothingness was directly separated from the chaos by Yang Mei. Like a soap bubble rising from water, that space, along with the Lord of Nothingness within it, was isolated into an independent, closed dimension. In this dimension, there were no chaotic laws, no primordial replenishment, and even time and causality were cut off.

The Lord of Nothingness is trapped in an absolute prison.

"Let me out!" The Lord of Nothingness frantically bombarded the spatial barrier with the Void Mirror. Each strike left spiderweb-like cracks on the barrier, but Yang Mei would immediately fill them with a new spatial dimension. The two remained locked in a stalemate—one desperately destroying, the other desperately repairing.

But the Lord of Nothingness was already at his last gasp.

His source energy had already been exhausted to its limit when he detonated hundreds of great worlds, and he had also withstood the full force of attacks from three giants of the Ninth Heaven: Fate, Cause and Effect, and Time. Now he was completely drained. With each swing of the Void Mirror, his aura weakened; with each strike against the spatial barrier, his body dimmed.

Finally, after the seventh bombardment—

The cracks on the Mirror of Nothingness were completely connected.

"Click—"

A crisp, heart-wrenching cracking sound echoed through the chaos. A massive crack appeared on the surface of the Void Mirror, a mirror that struck fear into the hearts of all the Chaos Gods. A greyish-white light flickered wildly at the crack for a few moments, then vanished like a candle in the wind.

The Lord of Nothingness looked down at the shattered mirror in his hand, a blank expression appearing on his face for the first time.

"No...impossible...my Mirror of Nothingness..."

No one answered him.

The God of Fate raised his hand, and the River of Fate transformed into a golden spear, aimed at the Lord of Nothingness's chest. On the God of Cause and Effect's sword, the last thread of cause and effect had taut. On the God of Time's spear, fragments of time condensed into a single, cold glint. Yang Mei's spatial power transformed into countless invisible blades, hovering around the Lord of Nothingness.

"Void, it's time to end." The voice of the Destiny Demon was calm and weary.

The Lord of Nothingness raised his head, looked at the chaotic giants surrounding him, and suddenly laughed. In that laughter, there was no madness, no resentment, only a bottomless sense of relief.

"Yes... it's time to end this..."

He released his grip, and the shattered Mirror of Nothingness slipped from his palm, drifting slowly in the void. He didn't look at the mirror again, but instead raised his head, gazing into the depths of chaos in a direction he could never reach—

"Pangu... I still... can't compare to you..."

Before he could finish speaking, the spear of fate pierced his chest, the sword of cause and effect severed his last connection with chaos, the spear of time pinned down the last vestige of life in his primordial spirit, and the blade of space shredded his body into countless fragments.

The Lord of Nothingness has fallen.

His body slowly dissipated in the void, turning into countless tiny specks of light, drifting like fireflies in the chaos. Among those specks of light were the world's origin that he had devoured for countless eons but had not yet had time to digest, the essence of laws that he had condensed through countless eons of cultivation, and—the fragments of that shattered Void Mirror.

A brief silence fell over the battlefield.

All the Chaos Gods stood still, watching the scattered specks of light, and no one spoke. A cataclysm that had nearly destroyed half of Chaos had ended just like that. But everyone knew in their hearts—the price of this victory was far too high.

The Soul Demon God has fallen, the Ice Demon God has fallen, and the Wood Demon God has fallen. Only three of the Five Elements Demon Gods remain, and each is wounded. The River of Fate of the Fate Demon God has dimmed considerably, and it will take several eons to recover. The Karma Demon God's Karma Sword has broken, Shi Chen has lost an arm, and Yang Mei has also suffered a serious injury.

And those Chaos Demons with lower cultivation levels—those devoured when the Lord of Nothingness ravaged the land, those caught in the explosions, those scattered in the battle—were countless. Nearly a third of the entire Chaos's high-end combat power was lost in this battle.

But no matter what, it's finally over.

The Demon of Fate exhaled a long breath, just about to say something—

Then, he froze.

He saw a cyan figure emerge from the void like a ghost, swiftly seizing the scattered fragments of the Void Mirror and a significant amount of world origin. Without looking back, it transformed into a streak of light and raced desperately into the depths of chaos.

"Grab it and run, that's so exciting!"

The entire sequence of movements was fluid and seamless, so fast that even the Devil of Fate didn't have time to react.

"..."

The Deity of Fate remained silent for a full three seconds.

Then he turned to look at the God of Cause and Effect: "That kid...did he pick up the fragments of the Void Mirror?"

The God of Cause and Effect fell silent. He looked down at the broken piece of the Cause and Effect Sword in his hand, then looked up at the direction where Xuanbao had disappeared, and replied in an extremely calm tone, "Hmm."

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