347: Chapter 347 The Shattered Source Chain Opens the Primordial Coffin, the Corpse of Origin Becomes Fertilizer

The Void Realm was lonely.

The abyss was silent.

Inside that Cosmic Hourglass, which was so massive it was unnamable.

Billions upon billions of deathly silent Major Thousand Worlds still resembled dark quicksand, slowly and desperately falling within the endless void.

But this lawless land that had once buried countless epochs...

At this moment, because of the arrival of a youth in a green shirt, the underlying dimensional logic was completely altered.

Zhou Wannian held his hands behind his back with extreme casualness.

His washed-out green robe fluttered slightly in the space-time astral winds stirred by the falling Major Thousand Worlds.

He took steady, relaxed steps.

Treading upon the Void Realm.

One step.

Two steps.

He seemed slow, yet he ignored the distance of space.

He walked straight toward the Ancient Bronze Coffin suspended in the center of the hourglass's "neck," tightly bound by 9,999 Law chains.

"Clatter, clatter..."

As Zhou Wannian approached.

Those Law chains, which had originally been silent for countless chaos epochs, seemed to sense some sort of extremely fatal high-dimensional threat.

They actually began to tremble and collide violently.

They emitted an ear-piercing metallic grinding sound, enough to shatter the Primordial Spirit of a Golden Immortal.

Each of these chains was as thick as a Primordial Star River.

Their entire bodies displayed a desperate, ashen color.

They were not forged from any physical metal, but were instead the manifestation of the two ultimate Daos of this Great Primordial Void: "Sealing" and "Extinction."

The meaning of their existence...

Was to use the gravitational pull of the billions of dying Universes above to firmly suppress the thing inside the coffin.

"Boom!"

When Zhou Wannian walked to a distance of less than a hundred feet from the Ancient Bronze Coffin.

The 9,999 Law chains completely went berserk.

They were like 9,999 enraged Primordial Poison Dragons.

They rose thunderously from the ground around the ancient coffin.

Carrying a terrifying Sealing power sufficient to lock down an entire multidimensional Universe.

They interlaced in mid-air into an airtight Ultimate Heavenly Net that radiated a dark luster.

Toward the position where Zhou Wannian stood.

They strangled downward with extreme brutality and malice!

Before the chains even arrived.

That terrifying power of extinction and Sealing had already completely frozen the space-time around Zhou Wannian.

Even if a Creation Immortal King fell into this net.

They would be drained of all Immortal Qi and Lifespan within a ten-thousandth of an instant, turning into a withered corpse.

However.

Facing this kind of ultimate killing Formation that even a Primordial Tomb Guardian could not easily control.

Zhou Wannian.

Still did not stop his leisurely, strolling pace.

He didn't even blink his eyes.

On that handsome and easygoing face.

A cold and sharp smile appeared, tinged with a bit of boredom.

Zhou Wannian's tone was steady, as if he were looking at a disorganized ball of yarn.

He spoke indifferently.

"Using glue boiled from the bones of the dead to try and stick a living, perfect Universe?"

"Don't bring out this kind of Formation that is outdated by several epochs just to embarrass yourself."

With extreme normalcy.

He slowly drew out his hands, which had been held behind his back.

His long, fair hands.

Quite casually, in the Void Realm before him.

Parted outward in a plain and simple manner.

"Buzz."

Great Five Elements Illusory World Art.

The perfectly self-consistent inner universe rules that stood above all dimensions.

At this moment.

Erupted with an unprecedentedly overbearing posture!

He did not summon any Magic Treasure.

Nor did he perform any complex Formation-breaking Immortal Arts.

One hundred and eight golden time dao patterns, as brilliant as scorching suns, instantly condensed between Zhou Wannian's hands into an extremely sharp, five-colored glazed invisible dimensional rift.

An incredible scene of dimensional crushing.

Was shockingly staged in the core area of this Cosmic Hourglass!

That heavenly net interlaced from 9,999 ultimate Dao chains.

The moment it touched that Five-Colored Dimensional Rift.

No earth-shattering energy collision occurred.

Nor was there any stalemate from a clash of Laws.

It was like an extremely fragile rag abruptly hitting a peerless pair of scissors forged from Nine Heavens Divine Iron!

"Chii—"

An extremely crisp and smooth tearing sound.

Rang out clearly in the Void Realm.

The power of Great Perfection Space Collapse brutally severed the spatial anchors between those chains and this dimension.

The Great Perfection Time Reversal Law ruthlessly reversed the time in which they had condensed and formed.

Immediately following.

The power of Great Perfection Five Elements Disintegration.

Like an invisible dimensional meat grinder.

Directly cut into the underlying logic and structure of these primordial chains!

"Crack... crack... crack..."

A continuous string of crisp shattering sounds exploded frantically.

Those gray chains, claimed to be indestructible through ten thousand tribulations and capable of suppressing Primordial Origins.

Starting from the point of contact.

Displayed a desperate structural collapse.

Breaking inch by inch.

Collapsing section by section.

In less than half a breath's time.

The Ultimate Heavenly Net that had filled the sky.

Under Zhou Wannian's casual parting of his hands.

Had its physical form and legal concepts completely and utterly erased.

It turned into extremely fine gray dust dancing through the air.

Like a deathly silent snowfall, it drifted down upon that Ancient Bronze Coffin.

Zhou Wannian slowly withdrew his hands.

He casually dusted off the sleeves of his green robe.

His expression was as composed as ever.

As if he had just brushed aside a spiderweb blocking his path.

He did not linger any longer.

Treading upon the falling gray dust.

He took a step forward.

And arrived directly in front of that massive Ancient Bronze Coffin.

Standing before this ancient coffin.

Zhou Wannian's tall, slender green figure appeared so tiny.

But this ancient coffin, which radiated an endless aura of primordial antiquity and mystery.

Before him.

Seemed to be trembling very slightly.

The surface of this coffin was covered in extremely thick, greenish-bronze rust.

Amidst that rust.

Grand murals were carved, which were so ancient they exceeded the cognition of the Taihao Immortal Realm's cultivation system.

The murals depicted the complete process of countless Major Thousand Worlds from birth to destruction.

They depicted those high and mighty Creators falling like ants before some unnamable, terrifying natural disaster.

This coffin itself was a history book that recorded the darkest history of this Great Primordial Void.

Zhou Wannian's eyes, deep as ancient wells.

Swept calmly over those murals.

On that handsome face, no trace of pity or awe appeared.

Zhou Wannian's tone was steady, carrying a bit of leisurely appreciation as he spoke indifferently.

"The artistry is barely passable."

"Unfortunately, it only depicts the elegies of losers."

"Keeping such deathly, unlucky trash at home would be quite a nuisance."

He did not bother to study whether there were other hidden Formations on this ancient coffin.

For a Creation True God whose inner universe was in a state of Perfection.

Before absolute dimensional mass.

All fancy mechanisms and hidden locks were paper tigers.

With extreme normalcy.

He reached out his long, fair right hand.

And casually placed it on the edge of the bronze coffin lid, which was incredibly heavy and seemed integrated with the entire Cosmic Hourglass.

Then.

Plainly and simply.

He lifted it upward.

"Creeeak—"

An extremely dull and ear-piercing sound.

As if the grinding sound of something sealed for countless chaos epochs, representing the forced unveiling of this Universe's oldest secret.

It exploded thunderously within the empty interior of the hourglass.

There was no radiant light.

No gushing Immortal Qi.

And certainly none of the phenomena one would imagine upon the emergence of a peerless Immortal Treasure.

When that incredibly heavy bronze coffin lid.

Was brutally pried open by Zhou Wannian with one hand to reveal a crack.

An extremely pure, extremely dark "Absolute Void" without any Impurities.

Like a flood breaking through a dam.

Poured frantically out from the interior of the coffin!

This void was even purer than the Great Primordial Void outside.

It contained no matter.

It contained no energy.

Even the threads of Karma and destiny, the moment they touched this void, would be completely devoured and assimilated.

This was the ultimate Origin Poison that could make all "existence" return to "non-existence"!

If a Creation Immortal King were standing here.

Even if they only inhaled a trace of this void gas.

Their Dao Heart, their Primordial Spirit, and their Physical Body.

Would be completely "formatted" within a ten-thousandth of an instant.

They wouldn't even have the chance for Reincarnation or Rebirth.

However.

Zhou Wannian, who bore the brunt of it.

Still stood steadily in place.

He didn't even make a move to hold his breath.

He allowed that terrifying Absolute Void to wash over his body like a frantic black gale.

The Great Five Elements Illusory World Art was perfectly self-consistent.

The thin layer of Five-Colored Glazed Dimensional Barrier on the surface of his body.

At this moment, it displayed its absolute dominance in ignoring all external rules!

That void gas, sufficient to bring about the extinction of a Universe.

The moment it touched the barrier.

It was like an extremely gentle breeze, naturally sliding away to both sides.

It could not penetrate even the slightest bit into Zhou Wannian's body.

Zhou Wannian lowered his head slightly.

His deep gaze looked calmly through the crack that had been pried open.

He looked into the interior of the Ancient Bronze Coffin.

On that handsome and easygoing face.

A cold and sharp smile appeared, which also carried a bit of expectation fulfilled.

At the bottom of the ancient coffin.

There were no mountains of ancient Immortal Treasures.

Nor were there any peerless Cultivation Techniques that could allow one to break through to become a Creator.

There was only a corpse.

An extremely massive, unnamable horror of a corpse covered in gray-white pustules.

The surface of this corpse had no skin, only layers of dark black cuticles that were cracked like tree bark.

Within those cracks.

Extremely viscous black liquid flowed.

And what made one's scalp tingle the most.

Was the position of this corpse's chest cavity.

There, a massive hole had been crudely gouged out.

Deep within the hole.

Countless minute blood vessels were connected to the bottom of this Ancient Bronze Coffin.

And the bottom of the ancient coffin, through some extremely hidden dimensional channel, was connected to the funnel of the Cosmic Hourglass above, where Major Thousand Worlds were constantly falling!

This corpse.

Was greedily and slowly...

Sucking the last remaining Origin and resentment from those billions of dying Universes!

He was not completely dead!

He was attempting to undergo a difficult recovery through this appalling method!

He...

Was the very first Origin of this Great Primordial Void.

And also the culprit behind the decay of this Universe and the corruption of the Heavenly Dao.

The Primordial Origin Corpse!

The moment Zhou Wannian's gaze fell upon it.

That originally deathly silent Primordial Origin Corpse.

Suddenly.

It trembled extremely violently.

Inside the massive cavity in his chest, the tiny blood vessels connecting to the hourglass writhed frantically.

An extremely ancient, extremely grand intent, brimming with endless greed and evil,

suddenly awakened from within that shriveled corpse, like the roar of a billion muffled thunders.

"A fresh... perfect variable..."

"An unblemished inner universe... uncontaminated by Karma..."

"By devouring you... I will be able to... truly reshape the Origin... and recreate the Universe..."

That Primordial Origin Corpse

extremely slowly,

and extremely stiffly,

sat up from the bottom of the Ancient Bronze Coffin.

His face, which had no features but only a bloody maw filled with fangs, turned toward Zhou Wannian with extreme greed.

Two giant skeletal claws, as dry as withered wood,

clutched the edge of the Ancient Bronze Coffin.

A terrifying pressure, sufficient to crush the Heavenly Dao of the Taihao Immortal Realm,

erupted at this very moment!

Before this pressure, even the Creation Immortal King would be instantly crushed into a thin meat patty.

He was once the Creator Dominator of this dimension.

Even if he was now merely a corpse attempting to revive,

his power was absolutely not something any creature of the Lower Realm could look up to.

Facing such an ultimate monster capable of ending everything,

Zhou Wannian

still maintained the posture of lifting the coffin lid with one hand.

His faded green robe whipped loudly in the surging pressure.

On his handsome and easygoing face,

there was not a single trace of panic,

nor was there any of the gravity of facing a formidable foe.

He only slightly raised his chin.

His eyes, as deep as an ancient well, watched extremely calmly as this terrifying corpse attempted to crawl out of the coffin.

The corner of Zhou Wannian's mouth curled into a cold, faint smile brimming with extreme mockery.

Zhou Wannian's tone was steady, as if he were looking at a pile of foul-smelling rotten meat.

He spoke indifferently.

"Lying in a coffin, sucking the blood of the dead."

"After sucking for several chaos epochs, you've turned into this disgusting, half-human, half-ghost state."

"A piece of trash like you, who can't even achieve an internal cycle and can only survive by eating carrion,"

"dares to speak of reshaping the Origin?"

Extremely casually,

he released his right hand that was lifting the coffin lid,

allowing the incredibly heavy bronze lid to lose its support.

At the very moment the Primordial Origin Corpse was about to fully crawl out of the ancient coffin,

Zhou Wannian,

extremely ordinarily,

raised his right foot.

Facing the Origin Corpse that emanated endless stench and terrifying pressure,

quite plainly,

he stomped down with one foot onto its shriveled head!

"Bang!"

An extremely dull, extremely eerie sound of impact

exploded within the Ancient Bronze Coffin.

This stomp

lacked any dazzling light or shadows;

there was only the physical mass of the inner universe's Great Perfection, pure and domineering to the extreme!

An incredible scene of despairing crushing power erupted shockingly!

The reviving Primordial Origin Corpse, which claimed to once be the Creator Dominator,

in the ten-thousandth of a second it touched the sole of Zhou Wannian's shoe,

his proud Origin Body

and his terrifying pressure that could crush the Heavenly Dao

became like a ridiculous paper toy.

He was extremely arrogantly

and extremely unreasonably

stomped back down!

"Crack, crack!"

The sounds of bones shattering rang out in rapid succession.

That massive corpse

was violently stomped back to the bottom of the ancient coffin by Zhou Wannian.

Even the tiny blood vessels in his chest connected to the Cosmic Hourglass

snapped inch by inch under the vibration of this stomp.

"Roar—"

The Primordial Origin Corpse let out an extremely shrill roar, filled with extreme shock and disbelief.

He could not understand

why a supreme existence like himself would be,

so humiliatingly, stomped back into the coffin by a Youth in Green Robe who seemed to have no Immortal Qi fluctuations.

"You... just what kind of monster are you!"

In the damaged intent of the Primordial Origin Corpse, a trace of an emotion called fear finally emerged.

Zhou Wannian did not answer.

His right foot, which was stepping on the head of the Origin Corpse, ground down extremely casually.

Zhou Wannian's tone was steady, carrying an absolute majesty that held the power of life and death over all things.

He coldly declared,

"Since you're already dead,"

"you should lie peacefully in your coffin."

"Coming out as a restless corpse is not only an eyesore but also pollutes the environment."

As he finished speaking,

Buzz.

Great Five Elements Illusory World Art.

The perfectly self-consistent inner universe rules that transcended all dimensions

followed Zhou Wannian's right foot

and extremely violently

poured down with a boom!

One hundred and eight clusters of golden time dao patterns instantly locked down the time inside the Ancient Bronze Coffin completely.

The power of Great Perfection Space Collapse extremely arrogantly and frantically compressed this massive Origin Corpse inward.

Immediately following,

the power of Great Perfection Five Elements Disintegration,

like an invisible dimensional tsunami,

cut directly into the deepest conceptual structure of this Origin Corpse!

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!"

A scalp-numbing sound of melting exploded frantically within the ancient coffin.

Regardless of what kind of Creator Dominator you were in life,

regardless of how many mysteries of the Primordial Origin you contained,

before the more Advanced and perfect absolute mass of Zhou Wannian's inner universe,

all external Impurities

were all forcibly judged as—"fertilizer."

"No! I am the Origin! I am immortal!"

The Primordial Origin Corpse let out a final desperate roar.

He struggled frantically, attempting to mobilize the remnant power of this Great Primordial Void to resist.

But

everything was in vain.

The power of Great Perfection Five Elements Disintegration extremely overbearingly dismantled all his logic of resistance.

In less than three breaths of time,

this ultimate taboo, which had terrified the top experts of countless epochs and was something they didn't even dare to mention,

under Zhou Wannian's extremely casual stomp,

was completely

erased of all physical forms and remnants of will.

It transformed into a large, dense mass of "Primordial Origin Essence," showing nine-colored Chaos hues and emanating an aura of endless creation and destruction.

This

was the most precious and core ultimate essence of this dimension.

Zhou Wannian's expression remained as composed as ever.

He slowly withdrew his right foot,

standing on the edge of the Ancient Bronze Coffin,

and extremely casually

spread his arms.

"Boom!"

The devouring passage of the inner universe burst open behind him,

like a greedy starry sky beast opening its heaven-swallowing maw.

That massive nine-colored Chaos essence

turned into a brilliant streak of light

and, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea,

surged into Zhou Wannian's inner universe without any power to resist!

In the deepest part of the inner universe,

the most frantic and satisfying ultimate evolution in history began!

That sky-blotting chaos jianmu,

after absorbing this Origin essence,

violently skyrocketed by hundreds of millions of feet in size once again.

Its roots completely pierced through the void barriers of the inner universe, even faintly touching the boundaries of higher-dimensional absolute truth.

The nine-colored fruit growing on the jianmu became even more crystal clear.

The Spirit of Origin, acting as the steward of the Heavenly Dao, let out an extremely joyful soft chant from within the fruit.

The thick and boundless grandmist mother earth continent,

the great sea true water,

the Primordial Gengjin Vein,

and the nine nether earth core lotus,

along with the one hundred and eight clusters of time dao patterns,

underwent a terrifying qualitative change under the nourishment of this Origin essence.

The closed loop of the Great Five Elements Law reached a state of absolute Perfection, unprecedented and unrepeatable.

Zhou Wannian's power,

at this moment,

had completely surpassed the limits that this Great Primordial Void could carry.

He

was no longer just a cultivator;

he himself

was a living, rapidly expanding, and flawless high-dimensional multiverse!

After a long time,

when the last trace of Origin essence was completely absorbed and assimilated by the inner universe,

Zhou Wannian slowly opened his eyes.

The light in those deep eyes had become even more unfathomable than the Great Primordial Void itself.

He clapped his hands extremely casually

and dusted off the sleeves of his green robe.

Zhou Wannian's tone was steady, with a bit of comfort like one who had just finished a hearty meal.

He commented indifferently,

"Although this piece of aged meat smells a bit bad,"

"its texture and nutrition are unexpectedly rich."

"This stroll through the Primordial Origin wasn't in vain."

He turned his head slightly.

His deep gaze calmly looked at the massive Cosmic Hourglass, which was beginning to show signs of violent collapse after losing its bottom suction.

With the fall of the Primordial Origin Corpse,

this evil megastructure built on the foundation of sucking dry dead Universes

also met its end.

"Rumble!"

The inner walls of the hourglass began to shatter over a large area.

Countless dead Major Thousand Worlds, after losing gravity, began to collide and explode chaotically inside the hourglass.

Zhou Wannian watched this scene of impending destruction.

No trace of attachment appeared on his handsome and easygoing face.

Extremely ordinarily,

he took a steady and relaxed step,

walking through the void.

With one step,

the Great Perfection Space Law activated.

Zhou Wannian's tall and slender green-robed figure completely ignored the collapsing space turbulence,

smoothly

crossing the endless void distance,

and completely left this Spacetime Burial Pit that was about to turn into ultimate void.

When his figure reappeared,

he had already returned to the Taihao Immortal Realm, above the magnificent Tianlan Immortal City.

Below,

inside that dilapidated yet still standing Taixu Lingyun Pavilion,

the Heavenly Secret Saintess, Mu Qingxue,

still maintained that extremely respectful kneeling posture,

not daring to move an inch.

Zhou Wannian floated quietly in mid-air.

As a breeze blew past,

his faded green robe fluttered gently.

He slightly lowered his head,

his eyes as deep as an ancient well indifferently glancing at this great cultivation realm he had just saved and which was now brimming with new life.

The corner of Zhou Wannian's mouth curled into a leisurely and extremely relaxed faint smile.

Zhou Wannian's tone was steady, like an ordinary mortal scholar who, after finishing a day's outing,

stretched with extreme comfort.

He spoke extremely casually,

"I've seen enough of the scenery in this Taihao Immortal Realm."

"The old bones have been dismantled as well."

"It's time to find a new place and continue my stroll."