134: Chapter 134 The Dao First Appears, the Holy Lord Retreats

The glimmer at his fingertips was like a tiny bean, like a star.

It was neither brilliant nor blazing, and even carried a trace of dimness and obscurity from before Chaos had opened and Grandmist had been divided.

But the moment this glimmer appeared, the entire battlefield—no, the entire world for tens of thousands of miles around the Yanhuang Immortal Capital—fell into a bizarre "silence." It was not that sound had vanished, but a deeper stagnation, as if even "time," "space," "Karma," and "destiny"—every tangible and intangible existence—became "frozen," "sluggish," and even "faded" before this tiny glimmer.

The Sacred Lord's Clone stared intently with eyes like pale flames at the glimmer on Lin Wan's fingertip. For the first time, deep within those eyes—always cold, lifeless, and looking down upon all living beings as if perched high above the Nine Heavens—there appeared a clearly visible trace of... shock! Or perhaps even a hint of unbelievable... fear?

“The 'beginning of the dao'... Impossible! Absolutely impossible! This is a supreme Domain that only great powers above the True Immortal level, those who have touched the rules of the Origin, can peer into! How could a mere Soul Transformation Cultivator of the Lower Realm, an existence like an ant, possibly touch it? Even if it is just a trace of Aura, a wisp of Concept, it is absolutely not something you can bear!” The Sacred Lord's Clone's voice lost its previous composure and coldness, carrying a tremor and hoarseness that he himself had not noticed.

He could not understand, nor could he believe it. Although his Clone was not his main body, it still carried a trace of the main body's Origin will. His understanding of the “Dao” far surpassed the so-called “Quasi-Immortal” of this Realm, and he had even touched a trace of the Origin of the “Void” Dao Law, capable of “negating existence” and “erasing Concepts.” In his view, unless the legendary ancient True Immortals who had long since ascended or passed away were resurrected, no one in this Realm could contend with him on the level of the “Dao.”

Yet, this junior of the Soul Transformation Late Stage before him, this “interesting prey” whom he had originally regarded as an ant to be obliterated at will, had actually touched the Domain of the “beginning of the dao” in this desperate situation! Although that tiny glimmer was extremely weak and unstable, like a candle in the wind that could go out at any moment, the trace of the Concept of “defining existence” and “encompassing all things” contained within it was genuine. It was the natural nemesis of his “Void” Dao Law! It was a higher level of interpretation and control of the “Dao”!

“Nothing is impossible. The Great Dao has fifty paths; heaven's derivation is forty-nine, and humanity escapes through the one. You view the 'Void' as your destination and truth, yet you do not know that the 'Void' is also within the Dao, merely a passing instant. The true Dao is the coexistence of 'existence' and 'non-existence,' the Reincarnation of 'being' and 'non-being.' Your attempt to replace 'existence' with 'non-existence' and substitute 'the end' for 'Reincarnation' is nothing but a delusion, acting against the Dao.”

Lin Wan's voice rang out calmly, as if explaining an extremely simple truth. With his words, the glimmer on his fingertip seemed to brighten slightly and stabilize a bit. Although it was still weak, it was like a seed rooted in the endless “Void,” stubbornly declaring its “existence.”

“Acting against the Dao? Hahaha!” The Sacred Lord's Clone laughed as if he had heard the greatest joke, but his laughter carried an imperceptible trace of shock, anger, and madness. “Ignorant child, you understand only a smattering of it, yet you dare to speak of the Great Dao? My pursuit of 'the end' and embrace of the 'Void' is the ultimate truth of understanding the birth, death, and Reincarnation of the Universe! This Realm, and even the myriad worlds of the heavens, will eventually return to 'the end,' return to the 'Void.' This is the fixed destiny of the Great Dao, unalterable! The struggles of you ants are merely delaying this inevitable end, only adding to your suffering!”

“As for your glimmer of the 'beginning of the dao'... it is but a stroke of luck, borrowing external power and touching only the surface! I would like to see if your meager light can illuminate this boundless 'Void' and reverse this destined 'the end'!”

Before his voice had even faded, the shock and fear in the Sacred Lord's Clone's eyes were replaced by an even colder killing intent. He would absolutely not allow the existence of such an anomaly who could threaten him, potentially threaten the grand plan of “the end,” and had touched the “beginning of the dao”! This boy had to be obliterated immediately, his Divine Soul, Dao fruit, and all traces of his existence completely “erased” from this world!

“Void... Annihilation... Guixu... Three Styles in One—Eternal Silence!”

The Sacred Lord's Clone raised his hands, forming an incredibly complex ancient hand seal before him that seemed to contain the true meaning of “non-existence.” As the seal was formed, the sea of “Void” rolling around him like ink suddenly boiled and contracted, condensing between his palms into a fist-sized black sphere of light that was dark to the extreme, as if it could swallow all light, sound, Spiritual Qi, Laws, and even the Concept of “existence” itself.

The moment this black sphere of light appeared, the light of the entire world dimmed. Space let out an overloaded groan, as if it would completely collapse at any moment and turn into eternal darkness. On the battlefield below, whether they were demons or Alliance Cultivators, everyone felt a dread and coldness from the depths of their Souls, as if their very “existence” was being drawn in, swallowed, and negated by that black sphere of light.

“Eternal Silence”—this was one of the Sacred Lord's Clone's true trump cards. It fused the supreme Profound Truths of the three “the end” Dao Laws: “Void,” “Annihilation,” and “Guixu.” Its power far surpassed the previous “Void Finger” and “Void Cage.” Once unleashed, this move was not a simple destruction, but rather a complete “negation,” “erasure,” and “reduction to Eternal Silence and nothingness” of the target along with the surrounding space-time. It was an obliteration that truly touched the level of “Concepts”!

The black sphere of light drifted out silently. Its speed seemed slow, but was actually fast to the extreme. Wherever it passed, space, light, sound, Spiritual Qi... everything seemed to be “erased” by an invisible giant hand, leaving behind an absolutely dark, absolutely silent trail of “Void” as if it had never existed, slowly drifting toward Lin Wan.

Facing this terrifying strike capable of “erasing” a portion of space-time, Lin Wan's expression was instead unprecedentedly calm. The glimmer of the “beginning of the dao” on his fingertip still shone steadily, like a candle in the wind, yet incomparably resilient.

He knew that this glimmer of the “beginning of the dao” was not something he had comprehended himself, but was passively triggered by a fragment of the samsara mirror. It was an external force, an Opportunity, and an even greater burden. With his cultivation of the Soul Transformation Late Stage, forcibly bearing and activating this trace of the “beginning of the dao” power that touched the rules of the Origin was devastating to his Physical Body, Divine Soul, and Dao fruit. At this moment, though he appeared calm, his body was already riddled with wounds, his Meridians shattered, his Dao fruit dimmed, and his Divine Soul on the verge of splitting. He was holding on entirely by an unyielding will and the remnant of the ancient, vast will emitted by the fragment of the samsara mirror.

But he could not retreat, much less fall.

Behind him was the tottering Yanhuang Immortal Capital, the hundreds of millions of living beings struggling to hold on, Ye Qingxian, Dan Dingzi, Yao Xi, Tian Ji, and his attachments and responsibilities in this world. More importantly, if he retreated, this newly ignited fire of hope against “the end” would be completely extinguished. He had to—absolutely had to—use this borrowed power that did not belong to him to win a sliver of life for this world!

“beginning of the dao... Define... Existence!”

Lin Wan stopped thinking, pouring all his will, all his beliefs, all his desire for “life,” and all his persistence in the “Dao” into the glimmer on his fingertip. He no longer thought about where this power came from, nor how long he could hold on. There was only one thought in his mind—to use this light to define “existence” and combat the “Void”!

He aligned his fingers like a sword and gently thrust toward the slowly drifting black sphere of light, “Eternal Silence,” which could “erase” everything.

His movement was gentle, like a young child learning the sword.

The glimmer on his fingertip and the all-consuming black sphere of light gently touched.

There was no sound, no light, and no shockwave.

Time and space seemed to lose their meaning at this moment.

In the perception of everyone—whether it was Ye Qingxian, Emperor Yan, those “King” class demons, or even the Sacred Lord's Clone himself—the moment the glimmer made contact with the black sphere of light, it was as if two “Origins” from different Universes, following different rules, had undergone the most fundamental collision.

On one side was “Eternal Silence,” which “negated existence” and “returned to the Void.”

On the other side was the “beginning of the dao,” which “defined existence” and “encompassed all things.”

Two completely opposite forces, yet both touching the Origin of the “Dao,” engaged in the most direct and fundamental confrontation within a tiny space.

Would “non-existence” swallow “existence,” or would “existence” define “non-existence”?

Would “the end” terminate “existence,” or would “existence” encompass “the end”?

No one knew the outcome, and no one could see the process clearly. In everyone's perception, the point of contact between the glimmer and the black sphere of light seemed to turn into a “singularity,” a “paradox,” an indescribable and incomprehensible superposition of “existence” and “non-existence.”

In the next instant—

“Buzz—!”

An indescribable “vibration” that transcended sound, light, and everything that the senses could perceive, as if originating from the source of the Great Dao, silently rippled outward with the “singularity” as its center.

This “vibration” was not a physical energy shock, but a fluctuation acting on the levels of “Concepts,” “rules,” and “existence.”

Wherever the “vibration” passed—

On the surface of the all-consuming black sphere of light, “Eternal Silence,” fine light patterns like “cracks” began to appear, flickering with the faint light of “existence.” Its Concept of “negating existence” and “returning to the Void” seemed to be disrupted, questioned, and even... “defined”? The pure “non-existence” contained within it began to lose its “purity,” as if forcibly endowed with some “attribute,” some trace of “existence.” It began to slide, transform, and collapse from “absolute non-existence” to “relative non-existence,” and even toward “existence in some state”!

At the same time as the “vibration” spread, the glimmer of the “beginning of the dao” on Lin Wan's fingertip suddenly erupted with an indescribable “brilliance” that seemed capable of illuminating eternity and defining the primeval wilderness! This “brilliance” was not actual light, but a declaration of “existence,” a manifestation of the “Dao”! Under the illumination of this “brilliance,” the collapse and transformation of the black sphere of light, “Eternal Silence,” was accelerated, fixed, and “defined” as an event of “existence”!

“No—! This is impossible! My 'Eternal Silence' is the manifestation of the Origin of the 'Void'! How could it be... be 'defined'?! Be 'transformed'?!” The Sacred Lord's Clone let out a roar of shock and fury. He felt the connection between himself and the black sphere of light, “Eternal Silence,” being forcibly severed and disrupted by a higher-level power. His control over the “Void” Dao Law was being “stripped” and “overwritten”! That black sphere of light no longer belonged purely to the “Void.” Within its interior, faint traces belonging to “existence” and attributes belonging to “being” actually began to be born! This simply overturned his Dao Foundation and shook his very roots!

“Nothing is impossible. Your 'Void' is not absolute. Under this light of the 'beginning of the dao,' all things have a Foundation of 'existence,' and all methods have a root of 'definition.' The 'Void' can also be the beginning of 'existence.'”

Lin Wan's voice was calm and firm, as if expounding an eternally unchanging truth. The glimmer on his fingertip grew brighter and steadier. Although blood had begun to seep from his seven orifices and his body was covered in cracks like porcelain, as if he could shatter completely at any moment, his eyes were brighter than ever, filled with a light that saw through to the Origin.

“No! I don't believe it! Destroy!”

The Sacred Lord's Clone was like a madman. His hand seals changed again, not hesitating to burn the Origin will of this Clone to forcibly drive the “Eternal Silence” sphere of light, attempting to detonate it completely, using the self-destruction of the “Void” to annihilate that damned glimmer of the “beginning of the dao” that had overturned his understanding!

However, it was already too late.

Under the “definition” and “illumination” of the “beginning of the dao” glimmer, the collapse and transformation of the black sphere of light, “Eternal Silence,” was already a foregone conclusion. Within its interior, the forcibly endowed, weak yet resilient attribute of “existence” clashed, annihilated, and reorganized most violently with the original essence of “Void”...

Ultimately—

“Pop...”

Another sound, so faint it was almost inaudible, like a bubble bursting, rang out.

Before the terrified and disbelieving eyes of everyone, the black sphere of light, “Eternal Silence”—which was powerful enough to “erase” a portion of space-time and make even “King” class Peak experts flee in panic—did not produce an earth-shattering explosion. Instead, like a punctured soap bubble, it silently... dissipated.

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No, it was not dissipation. It was a transformation, a collapse, being "defined" into another form of "existence"—a pure, devoid of any will, most primordial, strange "Dao Rhyme energy" that existed between "being" and "non-being," like specks of starlight, merging into the surrounding world as if it had never appeared at all.

The Clone of the Saint Master's fatal blow, "Eternal Silence," was lightly... disintegrated, transformed, defined, and erased into nothingness by Lin Wan with a glimmer of "Dao's Beginning" from a single finger!

"Pfft—!"

The Clone of the Saint Master seemed to have been heavily struck, violently spitting out a mouthful of pitch-black "blood" that seemed to be composed of the purest power of "Void." The "Void" Aura around his body, which looked like ink, fluctuated violently and withered rapidly. Even his figure became blurred and transparent, as if it would collapse at any moment. Clearly, the forced activation of "Eternal Silence" being broken caused unimaginable backlash and injury to this Clone.

"You... you actually dared to... break my Dao Foundation... injure my Origin..." The voice of the Clone of the Saint Master was full of resentment, shock, and anger, as well as a trace of deeply hidden fear. He stared fixedly at Lin Wan, his pale flame-like eyes almost spitting fire, yet he dared not act rashly again. Because the glimmer of "Dao's Beginning" on Lin Wan's fingertip, although seemingly weak, was still shining tenaciously, as if mocking his "Void" and proclaiming the indestructibility of "existence."

"This seat will remember this gift today. Lin Wan, when my true body descends, I will definitely extract your Soul, refine your Dao Fruit, and make you sink into 'Void' forever, unable to seek life or death!"

The Clone of the Saint Master knew that nothing could be done today. Lin Wan's strange "Dao's Beginning" power, which could restrain and even transform "Void," completely exceeded his expectations and the limits of this Clone's response. If the entanglement continued, once that "Dao's Beginning" power invaded his Clone's body, it might even shake the Dao Foundation of his main body! This was a loss he could not afford.

"Retreat!"

Without any hesitation, the Clone of the Saint Master made a decisive decision, his cold voice resounding across the entire battlefield. He took a deep look at Lin Wan, as if wanting to deeply imprint this ant who had brought him such great shame and might even become the biggest variable in the plan for "the end" into his Soul. Subsequently, his figure flickered, turning into a stream of pure, pitch-black light that seemed capable of swallowing everything, instantly tearing through the Void Realm and disappearing without a trace, not even leaving a trace of Aura behind.

With the defeat and flight of the Clone of the Saint Master, the sea of "Void" that had enveloped the entire Yanhuang Immortal Capital like ink also began to rapidly recede and dissipate. Having lost the command and core support of the "Saint Master," the billions of Demon armies that had been besieging the Immortal Capital fell into Chaos instantly. Especially upon seeing those four arrogant "Void Divine General"s killed by Lin Wan with a flick of his finger, and even the supreme "Saint Master" Clone forced back by his strange methods, the morale of the Demon army dropped to rock bottom instantly.

"The Saint Master was defeated?!"

"The four great Divine Generals have fallen! Run!"

"Escape! Run quickly!"

The defeat was like a landslide. The originally aggressive Demon army, which seemed to want to completely drown the Yanhuang Immortal Capital, now, like a punctured abscess, collapsed with a bang, wailing and crying, fleeing for their lives, hating only that their parents hadn't given them more legs. Those "King"-level Elders and leaders ran even faster than anyone else, afraid of being targeted by that terrifying scourge who could kill Divine Generals and force back the Saint Master.

"Kill! The Demons are in rout! Follow me and kill them! Avenge our fallen comrades!"

"Demon Suppressing Heavenly Monarch is mighty! Kill!"

The Alliance side erupted with heaven-shaking cheers and war cries. The morale that was originally tottering and on the verge of collapse now erupted like a volcano. Countless Cultivators, led by Ye Qingxian, Emperor Yan, the Pill Tower Master, the Earth Vein Sect Master, the Heavenly Secret Pavilion Master, and other powerhouses, rushed out of the broken defensive Formation like tigers released from their cages, chasing the fleeing Demon army. For a time, the situation on the battlefield reversed; the Alliance Cultivators were full of momentum, chasing for thousands of miles, slaughtering the Demons until corpses littered the field and blood flowed like rivers, completely defeating and dispersing the army besieging the Yanhuang Immortal Capital.

The siege of the Yanhuang Immortal Capital was lifted.

However, as the greatest contributor to this battle who turned the tide, the moment the Clone of the Saint Master retreated and the Demons were routed, Lin Wan's will, which had been holding on, finally relaxed.

"Pfft—!"

He spat out another mouthful of blood. This time, what he spat out was not ordinary blood, but golden blood mixed with fragments of internal organs, shimmering with a faint Dao Rhyme light. The glimmer of "Dao's Beginning" on his fingertip, like a candle in the wind, suddenly extinguished. The halo surrounding his body, representing "existence" itself, also dimmed and dissipated rapidly.

His Aura, like a breached dam, plummeted rapidly, falling from unfathomable to the bottom in an instant, not even comparable to an ordinary Foundation Establishment Cultivator. His body surface was covered with spiderweb-like cracks, like a piece of porcelain that could shatter at any moment. In his Sea of Consciousness, the "Chaos Destruction Reincarnation Dao Fruit" was dim and lusterless, covered in cracks, rotating extremely slowly, as if it would stop and collapse at any moment. His Divine Soul was even more severely damaged, withered and unbearable, and his consciousness began to blur.

The backlash and injury caused to Lin Wan by forcibly carrying and activating the "samsara mirror" fragment to passively trigger that trace of "Dao's Beginning" power which touched the Origin rules were far beyond imagination. If not for his solid Foundation, special Dao Fruit, and having experienced the life-and-death tempering of the "Bone Wasteland," his Physical Body, Dao Fruit, and Divine Soul would have completely disintegrated and dissipated the moment the Clone of the Saint Master retreated.

"Lin Wan!"

"Demon Suppressing Heavenly Monarch!"

"Young Friend Lin!"

Several figures, at the fastest speed, tore through the Void Realm and appeared beside Lin Wan. It was precisely Ye Qingxian, Emperor Yan, the Pill Tower Master, the Earth Vein Sect Master, the Heavenly Secret Pavilion Master, and other top powerhouses of the Alliance.

The current Emperor Yan was a middle-aged man wearing nine-dragon imperial robes, a flat-topped crown, with a majestic face and an Aura as vast as an abyss, but his face was a bit pale, and his Aura was a bit unstable, clearly having suffered no light injuries in the previous defense battle. The Pill Tower Master was an old man with crane-like hair and childlike complexion, immortal demeanor, holding a whisk, with medicinal fragrance lingering around him. The Earth Vein Sect Master was a burly man with a simple face but sharp eyes, with earth-yellow spiritual light around him as thick as a mountain. The Heavenly Secret Pavilion Master was a mysterious figure with a blurred face, seemingly shrouded in endless starlight and mist.

These few were the true core of the current "Tiannan Anti-Calamity Alliance," the pillars of the Human Race in the Tiannan Realm. At this moment, the look they directed at Lin Wan was full of shock, complexity, worry, and... awe that could not be concealed.

Yes, awe. Even though they were powerhouses standing at the Peak of the Tiannan Realm, facing the confrontation just now that touched the "Dao's Beginning" Domain, and facing the feat of Lin Wan, with a Soul Transformation Late Stage cultivation, forcing back the "Saint Master" Clone and disintegrating "Eternal Silence," they also felt shock and awe from the bottom of their hearts. That level of confrontation had already exceeded their understanding of "Dao."

"Quick! Save him!" The Pill Tower Master reacted the fastest, appearing beside Lin Wan instantly, supporting his tottering body, while several Spirit Pills exuding rich vitality and Dao Rhyme, overflowing with medicinal fragrance, were stuffed into Lin Wan's mouth without hesitation, and he used his own pure magic power to help him dissolve the medicinal power and stabilize his injuries.

"His Dao Foundation is damaged, his Divine Soul is severely injured, his Physical Body is on the verge of collapse... He must immediately enter seclusion, nourished by supreme Spirit Medicine and Heaven And Earth Treasure, otherwise... there is a danger of falling in Realm, or even having his Dao Foundation completely destroyed!" The Pill Tower Master checked Lin Wan's injuries, his face extremely solemn. Lin Wan's injuries were a hundred times more serious than he had expected; those were terrifying Dao injuries that touched the Origin and shook the Dao Foundation, which ordinary Medicinal Pills were useless for.

"Go to my 'Pool of Creation'! With the Origin of the Pool of Creation, supplemented by 'Life-Creation Pill', 'Nine-Turn Soul-Returning Grass', and 'Chaos Origin Spirit Liquid', perhaps his injuries can be stabilized and his Dao Foundation repaired." Emperor Yan said in a deep voice, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes. The "Pool of Creation" was one of the Foundations of the Yanhuang Immortal Capital, containing endless creation vitality, and had miraculous effects on repairing Dao injuries and stabilizing the Dao Foundation, but it consumed a huge amount and would not be opened easily.

"I, on behalf of the billions of living beings in Tiannan, thank the Demon Suppressing Heavenly Monarch for turning the tide and saving our Immortal Capital from fire and water! No matter what the cost, I will do my best to help the Heavenly Monarch recover!" Emperor Yan bowed solemnly to the unconscious Lin Wan. The other Alliance giants also nodded solemnly. In this battle, if not for Lin Wan turning the tide at the critical moment and forcing back the Clone of the Saint Master, the Yanhuang Immortal Capital would surely have been breached, and the Dao lineage of the Tiannan Human Race would likely have suffered a catastrophic disaster. This favor was heavier than Mount Tai.

Ye Qingxian looked at Lin Wan, who was supported by the Pill Tower Master's magic power, with a weak Aura, as if he could dissipate at any moment. A hint of heartache and worry flashed in her eyes, but more of it was an indescribable complex emotion. She knew that after this battle, Lin Wan's name would truly resound throughout Tiannan, and even shake the Nine Heavens. And the mysterious power he displayed, which could restrain "the end," would surely attract more attention, and even... covetousness.

"Saving him is the priority. The battle here is over, the Demons are routed, and they should not dare to offend again in the short term. Let us quickly return to the Immortal Capital to heal Lin Wan." Ye Qingxian suppressed the thoughts in her heart and said decisively.

Immediately, Emperor Yan, the Pill Tower Master, and others escorted the unconscious Lin Wan, turning into several streaks of light, speeding toward the core area of the Yanhuang Immortal Capital, the "Pool of Creation," which was protected by heavy Formations, filled with Spiritual Qi, and covered in auspicious colors. Ye Qingxian stayed behind with the Earth Vein Sect Master, the Heavenly Secret Pavilion Master, and others to preside over the overall situation, clean up the battlefield, treat the wounded, repair the Formation, and send people to pass the victory report to other battlefields to stabilize morale.

After this battle, although the Yanhuang Immortal Capital suffered heavy losses, the defensive Formation was almost broken, and countless Cultivators fell, it was ultimately defended. More importantly, the "Saint Master" Clone was forced back, the four "Void Divine General"s fell, and the morale of the Demon coalition army collapsed, which would have a decisive impact on the balance of the entire "Heaven-Burial" war.

And the legendary story of "Demon Suppressing Heavenly Monarch" Lin Wan, with Soul Transformation Late Stage cultivation, breaking through in the midst of battle, turning the tide, forcing back the "Saint Master" Clone, and saving the Yanhuang Immortal Capital from danger, also spread like it had grown wings, spreading across the entire Tiannan Realm at an astonishing speed, and even spreading to more distant Realms.

Countless Cultivators, hearing this news in despair, were all overjoyed, regarding Lin Wan as the savior who turned the tide and the future hope of the Human Race.

The name "Demon Suppressing Heavenly Monarch," from this moment on, truly resounded throughout Tiannan and shook the Nine Heavens!

And at this moment, the center of all this storm, the "Demon Suppressing Heavenly Monarch" Lin Wan, who was praised and revered by countless people, was quietly lying in the water of the "Pool of Creation," which contained endless creation vitality, his Aura weak, unconscious. His body, like a piece of porcelain full of cracks, was slowly repairing under the nourishment of the pool water. In his Sea of Consciousness, the crack-filled "Chaos Destruction Reincarnation Dao Fruit" was also slowly rotating, absorbing the creation vitality contained in the pool water, as well as the medicinal power of supreme treasure medicines like 'Life-Creation Pill', 'Nine-Turn Soul-Returning Grass', and 'Chaos Origin Spirit Liquid', struggling to maintain its form, and beginning to repair itself extremely slowly.

In the deepest part of his Sea of Consciousness, that mysterious "samsara mirror" fragment that triggered everything, after erupting with that ray of "Dao's Beginning" glimmer and helping him force back the Saint Master's Clone, had once again fallen silent, its brilliance restrained, as if it had exhausted all its power, without any further reaction.

Only Lin Wan's weak but firm consciousness, in the boundless darkness and pain, was struggling and floating, digesting bit by bit the fleeting glimpse of "Dao's Beginning" from that battle with the Saint Master's Clone, the profound insights into "existence" and "Void," and the re-examination and reflection on his own "Chaos Destruction Reincarnation Purification" Dao...

In this battle, he paid a heavy price, his Dao Foundation was damaged, and he was on the verge of falling.

But at the same time, he also gained unimaginable gains—that trace of experience touching the "Origin of Dao" would open a brand-new door for his future path.

However, whether there is a smooth path to the sky or a bottomless abyss behind this door, only he himself can slowly explore it on his future path.