312: Chapter 312 The Immortal God

Greed, curiosity, inquiry, killing intent, indifference, the pure desire for "observation"… all sorts of indescribable emotions and wills struck the golden light passage like a tangible tide.

They caused the barriers of the passage, formed by the Origin power of the God Incarnation, to fluctuate violently; the light flickered uncertainly—sometimes dim like a candle flame, sometimes blazing like the scorching sun, as if it would collapse at any moment.

"Changsheng God Lord… you are quick."

A consciousness, seemingly formed from the sounds of billions of stars annihilating, coldly swept across the golden light passage.

This voice carried a bone-chilling coldness, as well as undisguised disgust—wherever it passed, the golden light on the passage walls dimmed slightly, as if its vitality had been drained away.

"Interesting… traces of the Nine Origins World-Extinguishing Tribulation, and also… a hint of very rich 'Taichu' Dao essence?"

The shifting Chaos cloud emitted chaotic and excited fluctuations. Within the cloud, countless eerie eyes flickered, staring fixedly at Chu Changsheng at the core of the passage: "Although it is so weak it has almost dissipated, there is no mistake… he should be the Taichu Heaven Lord."

"Hand him over."

That pure "Emptiness" issued a command that acted directly upon the essence of existence—devoid of emotion, yet carrying an absolute nature that could not be defied, as if it were the first Law from when the world was first opened: "Chu Changsheng, hand him over, and I will spare your life."

"A mere Divine Thought Incarnation, and you dare to carry such a 'variable' across the 'River of Time'?"

The will composed of cold star eyes cast down a cold light that could freeze eternity. Wherever the gaze landed, even the space in the dimensional rift began to freeze and crack inch by inch: "Since that is the case, then neither of you needs to leave."

Under the pressure of dozens of terrifying existences, the golden light passage groaned, on the verge of disintegration.

The trembling of billions of Law strings was like a dying wail, and the piercing sound echoed endlessly in the dimensional rift—causing one's heart and soul to shatter.

At the core of the passage, that speck of golden light, protected with all its might by the God Incarnation, appeared so weak under the endless malice and washing of Rules, as if it would be swallowed at any moment.

Yet it was exceptionally tenacious.

Like a lone boat in a storm, swaying amidst the raging waves—it never capsized.

The Divine Thought Incarnation called "Chu Changsheng," facing this siege that far exceeded expectations, did not panic; instead, his Divine Thought fell into a state of absolute coldness and high-speed calculation.

Inside the Incarnation, the core will of the grand voice was like mysterious ice that had not melted for eternity, and also like a star core about to erupt.

Cold killing intent and blazing Battle Intent intertwined, causing the golden light mist to begin to heat up slightly, emitting a heart-palpitating pressure.

"Hand him over?"

Chu Changsheng's Divine Thought swept across that pure "Emptiness," carrying an indifference as if overlooking ants.

The pressure contained within this Divine Thought actually caused the surrounding space to slightly collapse:

"Do you, a bunch of rats who can only traverse the River of the Underworld—think you are qualified to negotiate with this seat?"

Before the words fell, and without waiting for the other party to react—

The core of the golden light passage suddenly changed drastically!

A golden torrent, far more blazing and domineering than before, suddenly erupted from the core of the Divine Thought Incarnation!

The torrent contained the supreme majesty of the Divine Court Origin, as well as a trace of terrifying power from the main body of the Changsheng God Lord—wherever it passed, even the auras of those terrifying existences that had descended were forcefully pushed back by thirty percent!

The golden light passage shattered with a bang!

This sound was by no means an explosion in the ordinary sense, but rather like the first sound of cracking when the world was first opened—shaking the entire dimensional rift violently!

Billions of brilliant golden rays burst forth in an instant, like a shattered glass lamp, the fragments scattering rustlingly, rapidly annihilating and dissipating in the cold void, not even leaving a trace of residual heat.

Only dead, silent cracks remained, filling the sky.

Everything that had lost the protection of the passage was completely exposed in this dead zone filled with turbulent Laws.

Chu Changsheng's broken body was now like a withered leaf swept up by a gale, floating slightly in the violent turbulent Laws—at any moment, it could be torn into powder.

The bones throughout his body were shattered, and every crack was seeping with a faint Origin spiritual light. His Divine Soul was like a wisp of thread, flickering on and off, as if it would break the next moment.

The remaining aura was still chaotic and surging—sometimes bursting with the heaviness of Xuanhuang, pressing down so that the surrounding Law strings hummed lowly; sometimes dissipating the ethereal nature of Grandmist, causing the dimensional rift to ripple with hazy phantoms.

Furthermore, the mark of the Chaos Return-to-Ruins Tribulation flickered faintly under his skin, emitting a destructive aura that made the world tremble.

But what was eerie was—

The dozens of terrifying pressures surrounding him, capable of crushing the Myriad Heavens and Worlds and making gods bow their heads, when they landed on him, seemed to encounter an invisible barrier and were quietly deflected, failing to harm him in the slightest.

It was as if an invisible shield was isolating all killing intent outside.

And the Divine Thought Incarnation that had originally wrapped around him had now completely shed its layer of golden, light-wreathed illusory shell, revealing its true appearance.

This was a youth dressed in a plain white Dao robe.

The Dao robe was unstained by a speck of dust, with faint cloud patterns embroidered on the edges.

As the cloud patterns flowed, it seemed as if the clear Qi from when the world was first opened was lingering, gently brushing with the dimensional turbulence—yet not a single wrinkle could be seen.

He had sword-like eyebrows reaching into his temples, and bright, starry eyes. Between his brows, there was not a trace of the majesty or arrogance of a deity, only an aura that was indifferent yet as deep as a sea of stars, slowly flowing.

It was as if he was inherently a part of this dimensional rift—born with it, coexisting with the Dao.

This aura was not an outwardly released pressure, but more like the manifestation of the Great Dao itself.

Standing quietly here, he caused the surrounding manic turbulent Laws to involuntarily calm down a bit.

Those surging energy tides actually automatically detoured three feet away from him, not daring to overstep even a little.

He stood quietly in the void, one hand behind his back, the other gently pressed on top of Chu Changsheng's head.

His five fingers were slender, his palm warm and moist; seemingly a casual posture, it was like an eternal, immovable sacred mountain—blocking all the pressure from those dozens of terrifying existences three feet away, without moving a single bit.

No matter how the outside world turned upside down, he remained unmoved.

Chu Changsheng.

When this name rang out in the dead, silent void space at this moment, it seemed to carry a certain special weight—actually causing the surrounding Law strings to tremble slightly, stirring up ripples of awe, and even the auras of those terrifying existences stagnated because of it.

"Oh? Have you discarded the shell of your Divine Thought Incarnation and revealed your true Origin body?"

In the flowing absolute darkness, a low hum came.

This voice seemed to overflow from an ancient abyss, carrying a bone-eroding coldness, as if it could freeze all vitality: "Pity, even so, you are just a Clone projection—can you really reverse the Universe?"

"Hand over that kid, and we can pretend we never saw you."

The will composed of cold star eyes spoke again. The tone lacked a bit of the previous arrogance, and actually faintly revealed a trace of imperceptible dread.

Chu Changsheng's reputation, even among existences like them who had long surpassed the Dao Lord Realm and touched the Universe Origin, was enough to make people look sideways and feel palpitating fear.

That was the awe engraved deep in the Origin.

Chu Changsheng did not answer.

He just slowly raised his eyes.

His gaze was calm and waveless, like an ancient well reflecting the eternal galaxy, without the slightest ripple, sweeping faintly across the surroundings.

Dozens of figures manifested by "Concepts" and "Rules" were currently entrenched in every corner of the dimensional rift, forming an airtight net of siege.

The absolute darkness was the Incarnation of annihilation, the star eyes were the ultimate of order, the Chaos cloud was the Origin of Chaos, that pure Emptiness was the essence of nothingness…

Every figure represented the ultimate Origin of a Universe. Placed in the Lower Realm, they would be at the Peak of the Dao Lord Realm, capable of overturning rivers and seas, holding the power of life and death—enough to make the Myriad Heavens and Worlds tremble.

Yet at this moment, like a pack of hungry wolves hunting, their eyes flickering with greed and killing intent, they stared fixedly at him and the Chu Changsheng behind him, unwilling to look away even a little—for fear that this only opportunity would slip away from before their eyes.

"What you want, is it the 'Chaos Return-to-Ruins Tribulation' mark on him, or the Legacy of the Primordial Ancestral Realm?"

Chu Changsheng's voice was not loud, but it seemed to carry a certain strange penetrating power, clearly echoing in the void.

Carrying a kind of knowing that understood everything—as if he had seen through the deepest desires in their hearts:

"Or perhaps—you fear him, and are willing to exhaust your Origin, cross the River of Time, just to come and root out the trouble?"

Once these words were spoken, it was like a thunderclap exploding in the dead, silent void.

The fluctuations of several figures clearly stagnated, and their originally manic auras actually appeared briefly chaotic—as if someone had torn off their disguised masks in public, exposing the fear and greed deep in their hearts.

The embarrassment of having their thoughts spoken and their greed intertwined, turning into an invisible storm, causing the surrounding Law strings to tremble more and more violently, and even the dimensional rift began to show fine cracks—as if it would collapse at any moment.

"Why waste words with him!"

That Chaos cloud was the first to be unable to hold back, emitting manic fluctuations.

Countless eerie eyes in the cloud opened simultaneously, flickering with crazy light, as if wanting to drag everything into the abyss of Chaos:

"Chu Changsheng's Clone is here, this is the best time to kill him! By the way, take that kid—not only can we learn the secrets of the Primordial Ancestral Realm, but we can also eliminate future troubles!"

"Do it!"

The Chaos cloud was the first to attack!

Billions of chaotic Law fragments poured down towards Chu Changsheng like a torrential rain!

Those fragments were in various forms—some flickering with the radiance of "existence," others emitting the dead silence of "non-existence."

Every fragment contained a contradictory power sufficient to tear apart the Dao foundation.

Even if an ordinary Dao Lord Realm powerhouse encountered it, their Dao foundation would instantly collapse, and they would Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering—not even a trace of residual thought could be left.

Almost at the same instant—

Absolute darkness, cold stars, pure Emptiness… dozens of terrifying existences attacked simultaneously!

The absolute darkness suddenly expanded, turning into a giant mouth that devoured everything.

Inside the giant mouth, there was no light, no time, no space—only endless annihilation.

It wanted to drag Chu Changsheng and Chu Changsheng completely into the abyss of eternal silence, letting their existence be completely annihilated.

From the cold star eyes, billions of light beams that froze time and space shot out.

Wherever the light beams passed, even the flow of Laws was forcefully stopped, turning into a piece of frozen dead silence—the dimensional rift was freezing inch by inch in this extreme cold.