256: Chapter 256 Fusion!!!

Simultaneously, scenes and various warm, steadfast "feelings" emerged.

The innocent smiles of children, the gentle embrace of a mother, the unyielding cries of warriors, the deep gazes of lovers, the undying hope in desperate situations, the resolute sacrifice without regret...

Countless good intentions, courage, hope, benevolence, and sacrifice from the depths of the hearts of infinite beings across this world and the myriad realms...

All these positive, beautiful concepts and Power Of Will crossed time and space, converging into his palm to form a warm, soft seven-colored light that contained infinite, great power.

“This is... the Heart of All Living Beings...”

Lin Tian murmured to himself, feeling the vast and warm power contained within this light.

Across from him, the moment this seven-colored light appeared, Evil Nightmare let out a shrill scream of absolute terror, as if encountering a true natural enemy:

“No! What is this? Yonghen! What have you done! How could you gather... Stop it!!!”

Yonghen paid no heed, or rather, no longer had the strength or mind to do so.

He controlled Lin Tian's body, his other hand slowly reaching toward Lin Tian's chest.

There lay the talent core, the source of that wisp of the "Creation" seed.

“Endure it... child... this might be... a bit painful...”

Yonghen's final thought carried an apology.

The next instant.

“Aaaagh!!!”

Lin Tian suddenly let out a non-human howl of agony!

It was a severe pain that transcended the Physical Body and reached the deepest part of the Soul!

It was as if someone had taken a red-hot iron and thrust it into his Soul, then proceeded to strip and pull out the most core, essential part—the part tied closely to his life and existence—while he was still alive!

His "Creation Origin" talent—the foundation that allowed him to rise from insignificance, achieve the Fusion of All Things, and create miracles—was being stripped and drawn out from the root of his Soul bit by bit by a gentle yet irresistible force!

It transformed into a chaotic-colored light that constantly shifted, as if containing the possibilities of the birth and death of all things.

Pain! Indescribable pain! The pain of a Soul being torn apart and an existence being stripped away!

Lin Tian felt his consciousness being thrown into a meat grinder amidst this agonizing pain, shattered inch by inch, then forcibly glued back together.

His vision went dark, and he nearly succumbed entirely to eternal darkness and nothingness.

Countless memory fragments swirled by:

His former ordinary life, the panic upon first arriving in this different world, the surprise of first summoning Lin Feng, the reliance of fighting side-by-side with Lin Yin, the exhilaration of victory after victory... Finally, it settled on Lin Yin's tear-streaked face as she pleaded in despair.

“Yin... I... can't die yet... I promised... I'd go back...”

This thought, like the last flickering candle flame in a violent storm, desperately supported his nearly collapsing consciousness, preventing him from completely sinking into and vanishing within this inhuman pain.

The process of stripping felt as if it lasted ten thousand years, yet also seemed to last only a brief moment.

When that chaotic-colored light of the "Creation Origin" was completely extracted and floated above his palm, Lin Tian felt as if he had been drained of everything; he didn't even have the strength to feel pain anymore, his consciousness floating in a void of nothingness.

Only that single obsession remained, like a kite string, barely keeping him from dissipating entirely.

Yonghen controlled Lin Tian's body, both hands held out as if cradling something.

In the left hand was the extracted, chaotic-colored divine light of the "Creation Origin."

In the right hand was the seven-colored Power Of Will light sphere that had gathered the good intentions of endless living beings.

“With Creation... embrace everything. With good intentions... dissolve all evil. This is... the End, and also a New Life.”

Amidst the ancient and solemn declaration, Yonghen controlled Lin Tian's hands to slowly close together.

The two spheres of light—one chaotic, one seven-colored—did not explode or repel each other upon contact; instead, they blended together naturally, like milk and water!

They transformed into a light sphere of chaotic seven-colors that was even more profound and warm, as if containing all possibilities of the "Beginning" and the "End."

Then, this light that fused "Creation" and "Supreme Goodness" was given a gentle push by Yonghen using the last of his strength.

It ignored the layers of filthy defenses frantically laid down by Evil Nightmare and ignored the nearly shattered Seal's rift; like sunlight piercing through mist or spring rain soaking into parched earth, it moved forward.

Gently yet unstoppably, it merged into the core of that frantically struggling dark purple phantom that radiated endless malice—the core of Evil Nightmare.

“No!!! What is this?”

“No!! Get out! Aaaagh!!!”

Evil Nightmare's screams reached a crescendo, filled with unprecedented fear, pain, and... bewilderment.

The moment that chaotic seven-colored light merged into its body, it did not bring about destructive damage; instead, it acted like the gentlest purification, the most inclusive assimilation.

The extreme "Evil," "Filth," and "Destruction" it represented encountered the extreme "Creation," "Goodness," and "New Life" contained within that light sphere, resulting in the most fundamental conflict and... Fusion.

The dark purple light of contamination and the chaotic seven-colored light of purification frantically intertwined, annihilated each other, and were reborn within Evil Nightmare's body.

Its distorted phantom began to tremble violently and deform, letting out meaningless roars.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only a silent "dissolution" and "neutralization" that seemed to resound through the Origin level of all existence.

The dark purple faded, and the chaotic seven-colors spread.

Evil Nightmare's malicious consciousness, under the washing and embrace of boundless warmth, hope, courage, benevolence, sacrifice...

And all the rest, quickly melted and disintegrated like snow under a blazing sun. Its roars grew weaker, and its struggles grew smaller.

Finally, with a faint, almost imperceptible sound like a sigh...

That dark purple phantom, representing the ultimate contamination of this world, along with the frantic and poisonous will within it, completely dissipated.

It turned into countless starlike, pure, colorless specks of light, like the finest dust in the night sky, silently annihilating within this strange space without leaving a trace.

The source of pollution, Evil Nightmare, was completely and permanently "erased" from existence.

Almost at the same time Evil Nightmare dissipated, Yonghen's already nearly transparent phantom also let out a final sigh of relief.

He had fulfilled his mission, but had also exhausted the last bit of his Origin.

“Child... sorry... I can only... do this much...”

The last faint thought came through. Lin Tian's body, covered in cracks and looking as if it would shatter like porcelain at any moment, was wrapped in a faint but soft seven-colored light.

That was Yonghen's final power, along with the tiny bit of the purest Origin—carrying the meaning of "Balance" and "New Life"—that remained after the chaotic seven-colored light sphere had annihilated Evil Nightmare.

This glimmer of light carried Lin Tian's broken body and his flickering consciousness, laboriously tearing through space to become an imperceptible streak of light that vanished into the infinite Void Realm, drifting toward a distant and familiar coordinate: the direction of Lintian City.