Chapter 1092 - 494: Pillar of Light! (Part 2)

Not long after Dao Sheng left this nascent demon realm.

In the depths of the endless void, amidst that eternal deathly silence, several ancient wills were once again stirred.

"It’s him... the being born from the stone..." The will of the "Touch of the Void" carried a hint of doubtful hesitation, "He actually... devoured the embodiment of ’Chaos’? And turned that land of tribulation into a part of his own Dao?"

"This child’s Dao is indeed overbearing! He intends to encompass both order and chaos within himself! He is trying to walk the old path of Fire, and even... to surpass Fire!" The rumbling voice of the "Source of All Things" was even deeper than before, seeming to suppress certain emotions.

"Interesting... truly interesting..."

The "Eye of Silence," in pursuit of the ultimate "nothingness," slowly opened. Its gaze seemed to pierce through the infinite time and space, falling upon that tiny figure walking on the earth.

"Starting with ’existence’, using ’nothingness’. With ’order’ as the foundation, embracing ’chaos’ as transformation. This ’Dao Fruit’ enlightened by Fire seems to be even more... perfect than imagined."

"However, the true ’nothingness’ is not something you can easily fathom. Child, your journey has only just begun."

The will of the "Eye of Silence" revealed an indescribable, detached appreciation, as if admiring a piece of art. It did not intervene, only quietly watched, wanting to see how far this Dao Sheng, who Fire had placed hopes upon, could walk. Would he establish a seemingly eternal cycle like Fire, or would he ultimately realize on the ultimate path that "Nirvana" is the only destination?

Meanwhile, at the other end of the void, the "Throat of Chaos," composed of countless shattered worlds and despairing resentment, let out a painful and furious roar at the moment Dao Sheng devoured the Tribulation Beast.

"My... power! My... curse! Stolen by a newborn ant! Defiled!"

It could clearly feel that a part of the original curse it had left in the Dao Origin Realm had lost connection with it, forcibly branded by the existence named "Dao Sheng."

This was an unprecedented humiliation!

"Fire... Dao Sheng... do you think you can tame ’chaos’ like this?!"

"Chaos cannot be understood! Cannot be controlled! What you understand is merely the façade of chaos! What you control are only chaos’s minions!"

"The true ’Chaos’ is the ultimate madness that can even overturn ’chaos’ itself!"

The writhing shadows furiously rolled, and countless twisted vortices within began to spin in an even stranger, more unimaginable manner.

A malice deeper, more fundamental, more incomprehensible than the previous curse began to slowly gestate at its core.

It was waiting, waiting for a moment.

Waiting for Dao Sheng, thinking he had everything under control, having aligned all "tribulations," before delivering the most weighty, most reality-shattering blow!

It would show Dao Sheng, show Fire, show all the ancient wills watching, what is truly... despair.

...

In the Dao Origin Realm, time passed.

Five thousand years drifted by.

Dao Sheng’s footprints already tread every corner of this newly born great realm.

He once walked to the shores of the East Sea, where the source of "water" was gathered. A Tribulation Beast called "Ocean Overturning Demon Jiao" was born in the sea, capable of stirring towering weak waters, dissolving all things. Dao Sheng sat on the shore, watching the tides rise and fall for three hundred years, ultimately using the method of "Transforming Land with a Thought" to turn the sea into mulberry fields, and then used the way of "Covering with Rain" to turn the fields back into an ocean. In the cycle of life and death, he extinguished the fierce nature of the demon Jiao, took its ability to "overturn the sea," and fused it into himself, establishing the rule of "tide" for the East Sea.

He also climbed the mountain of Divine Gold in the far west; within the mountain lay a sword called the "Immortal Slaying Demon Sword," sword Qi slicing through thirty thousand miles, nothing uncut, nothing unbroken, representing the ultimate of "Slaughter" and "Conclusion." Dao Sheng did not dodge, using his flesh as a furnace, his Dao as the fire, allowing the demon sword to slash for forty-nine years, ultimately absorbing its sharpness with his own immortal and indestructible "Daoist Body." He transformed that pure intent of "Slaughter" into the "Heavenly Punishment" sword that guards this realm, hanging above the nine heavens, deterring all with ill intentions.

He also ventured into the South Mountain Volcano, stepping onto the Northern Netherworld Icefield...

Eight thousand years of wandering, eight thousand years of conquest, eight thousand years of insight.

Dao Sheng’s aura became increasingly profound. He was no longer just that newborn youth; every breath seemed to resonate with the realm’s laws. A single glance could change the color of mountains and rivers, shift the stars.

He suppressed, absorbed, and transformed all the tangible "Tribulation Beasts" and "Demonic Creatures" formed by the "Curse of Chaos," making them a part of the realm’s law cycle.

Now, the Dao Origin Realm was full of vitality, its laws stable. Though "demon realms" and "absolute lands" still existed on the earth, they had been integrated into the framework of "order," becoming a part of the world’s ecological chain, no longer mere blight.

On this day, Dao Sheng arrived at the center of the great realm, outside the valley where he was born.

He halted, looking back at the path he had walked.

In his eyes, the Dao Origin Realm appeared as a perfect harmony painting. Earth, water, fire, wind, flowing steadily; Yin, Yang, life, and death, endlessly cycling. The stars of the Dao grew brighter due to the realm’s perfected laws.

It seemed he had completed his mission.

However, Dao Sheng’s brows slightly furrowed.

He felt that something was still missing.

His eyes, capable of perceiving the origins, scanned the world. Orderly, harmonious. Yet beneath this extreme harmony, he keenly captured a trace of... deathly silence.

Yes, deathly silence.

This world was too perfect, so perfect that... it lacked genuine "unexpectedness."

Every "tribulation" was clearly arranged. When and how intense a cultivator’s "Heart Demon" would appear; where and how powerful a world’s "disaster" would erupt... everything seemed to be playing out in a precisely calculated script.

Is this really the "eternity" Fire hoped for?

Dao Sheng fell into contemplation.

Just as his Heart Spirit was immersed in ultimate reflection on the "Dao," he did not notice that deep within his right eye, the "Demonic Star" representing the origin of "Chaos" that he had personally condensed, silently and imperceptibly turned.

And the way it turned for the first time, detached from Dao Sheng’s control.

Meanwhile, in the distant endless void, the chaotic will of the "Throat of Chaos" erupted into a suppressed eight-thousand-year burst of ecstatic scream!

"Now’s the time!"

"Did you think you controlled chaos? No! You merely built the perfect stage for the true chaos!"

"With your ’Dao’, as my ’Nest’!"

"The ultimate chaos will blossom in the most perfect order..."

BOOM!!!

An indescribable, incomprehensible, unobservable "information" ignored time and space, ignored the realm barrier, ignored all the laws Dao Sheng had laid down, directly descending upon the Dao Origin Realm!

Its target was not any place in the Dao Origin Realm, but... Dao Sheng himself!

More precisely, it descended on the "Demonic Star" in his right eye!

"What?!"

Dao Sheng suddenly awoke, enveloped instantly by a massive crisis from the source, never felt before.

Horrified, he "looked" towards his right eye.

He saw that "Demonic Star" he thought he had fully controlled now emanating a pure, extreme "madness" so intense that even he felt a stabbing heart tremor!