Chapter 1110 - 503: Gui Xu Contamination! (2)

"Gui Xu, your void is another form of obsession! You deny everything, yet you don’t know that the end of ’nothing’ is meant to nurture a new ’something’!"

"You... all of you... are wrong!"

"You are all incomplete! Imperfect!"

His will, in this dual destruction, not only wasn’t obliterated but instead became ever purer and sharper, like a Divine Sword repeatedly tempered in ultimate fire and ice!

Outside, the Ruins Spirit had completely transformed into a source of pollution, encapsulating Dao Ruins entirely. It could sense that the "same kind" was being purified by a force it also feared, which made it ecstatic. It madly injected its essence, hoping to gain something from this war, to devour those two supreme powers along with the existence that dared to challenge it!

Meanwhile, on the other side of the distant dam.

Before the 7100th barrier.

Wen Xi and the Thunder Lord, simultaneously sensing something, abruptly looked up towards the direction of the Ten Thousand Dao Tomb.

Their pupils contracted intensely.

In their perception, everything in that direction had "disappeared."

Not destroyed, not concealed, but a far more bizarre state. As if an invisible eraser had forcibly wiped that time-space off the canvas of "existence," leaving a "complete blank" beyond perception!

"What... what is that?" The Thunder Lord’s voice was extremely dry, and his proud thunderous Dao, upon sensing that aura, emitted a terrified wail, wanting to escape his body.

Wen Xi’s face was as pale as paper. Her Dao was "inclusion" and "assimilation," yet that "absolute blank" was an ultimate concept that even her Dao couldn’t understand, much less embrace.

"What is he doing..." She murmured, the faint flame of hope in her eyes nearly snuffed out by this incomprehensible fear, "Did he... lock Fire and Gui Xu... together?"

The mere thought of it made her shudder in fear.

What kind of concept is that?

It’s like locking the God of Creation and the Demon of Destruction in a small room and telling them only one can survive!

And that room is the body of Dao Ruins!

"A madman... an utter madman!" The Thunder Lord finally understood, and his gaze at that blank spot changed from initial anticipation to pure, soul-deep fear.

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Inside the "internal cosmos" of Dao Ruins.

The war had raged on as if for countless eras.

Golden order and black void, after the initial violent collision, reached a terrifying "balance."

They annihilated each other, dissolved each other, neither able to completely overpower the other.

The chain of order of Fire had been tainted with an indelible "Deathly Silence" hue.

Inside Gui Xu’s black plague, twisted, strange "laws" began to emerge.

They were "polluting" each other!

And amidst this mutual pollution and annihilation, something entirely new was born.

It was at the boundary between gold and black, on the battleground where "existence" and "non-existence" perished together, that a wisp of... chaos-colored mist was born!

It was neither "something" nor "nothing."

It belonged to neither "order" nor "chaos."

It transcended all of these, stood above them!

It was the remnant of "Dao," and the ashes of "void."

It was... the "Source of Ruins"!

The moment the first wisp of chaos-colored mist was born, the eternal-like will of Dao Ruins moved.

"It’s... this!"

His will, like a net waiting for ages, suddenly opened, carefully drawing that wisp of chaos-colored mist into his core!

Buzz!

Upon contacting this wisp of mist, the nearly extinguished "self" divine light of Dao Ruins was not assimilated but rather, like a traveler starved for billions of years seeing a spring, frantically absorbed and fused with it!

The divine light grew a little stronger.

Though weak, it became more resilient, more... essential!

"I see... I see now!"

"Fire is ’one,’ Gui Xu is ’zero.’"

"And I am to become the ’Dao’ that writes ’one’ and ’zero’!"

At this moment, Dao Ruins fully comprehended his path!

He was no longer passively enduring but actively guiding!

His will transformed into an invisible giant hand, stirring the golden divine light and black plague within, making them clash more violently, annihilate more completely, thereby... "producing" more of the chaos-colored "Source of Ruins"!

He was refining Fire and Gui Xu!

He was using the poles of the cosmos as sustenance!

What a mad and blasphemous act! If any existence were to know, they would think he had gone utterly insane, fallen into a state of eternal damnation.

But Dao Ruins’ will was clearer than ever.

He saw that within the order of Fire lay the poison of "stagnation" and "absolutism."

He saw that within the void of Gui Xu hidden were the opportunities of "rebirth" and "possibility."

He was to choose neither but... transcend them!

Time, at this moment, began to flow again.

Outside.

The Ruins Spirit’s Gui Xu pollution engulfing Dao Ruins suddenly let out a terrified shriek.

It felt its "pollution" power, which had been injected, inexplicably "disappearing" rapidly!

Not being purified, not being blocked, but... being "devoured"!

The "kind" that should have been turned to dust under the dual forces’ siege, at this moment, seemed to transform into an unfillable "singularity," a "conceptual black hole" beyond its understanding, now reversing to devour its source!

"No... impossible!"

For the first time, the will of the Ruins Spirit, composed of billions of faces, felt an emotion called "regret."

It regretted!

It should not have provoked this monster!

It wanted to flee, to withdraw its power.

But it was too late.

An irresistible force of attraction emanated from the center of that "absolute blank," locking onto its source.

"You, come inside too."

A voice so calm without the slightest ripple directly resounded in the core of the Ruins Spirit’s will.

The next moment, the immense source of pollution composed of the Ten Thousand Dao remnants and the Power of Ruins, like a baleen whale consuming water, was uncontrollably drawn into that "blank"!

"No——!!!"

The Ruins Spirit let out its final, despairing wail.

It saw.

At the center of that "blank," the figure it thought to be doomed reformed.

No longer was it a flesh and blood body, but a Daoist Body constructed from the chaos-colored "Source of Ruins," seeming not to exist in this world.

His eyes remained void, yet deep within that void, those two gold-gray light points had vanished. Replaced by two slowly rotating, chaos-colored... nebulae.

The left eye, nebula rotating clockwise, seemed to define the "birth" and "existence" of all things.

The right eye, nebula rotating counterclockwise, seemed to adjudicate the "death" and "destruction" of all things.

His gaze fell upon the Ruins Spirit.

The Ruins Spirit felt everything of itself, from its contaminated Ten Thousand Dao remnants to its Gui Xu instincts, thoroughly seen through by those eyes.

"Thank you for your ’sustenance’."

Dao Ruins spoke, his voice no longer the screech of metal or the whispers of the dead.

It was an extraordinarily peculiar sound.

As if the cosmos itself were emitting its "heartbeat."

When he finished speaking, he slowly raised his hand...

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