131: Chapter 131 Seven Days of Nirvana

Within the Chaos Formation, time and space were distorted, and the Law was in disarray.

The "Law void" at the center, formed by the breaking of the chains, had now transformed into a Chaos vortex, slowly rotating while continuously inhaling the Origin energy scattered throughout the world. Deep within the vortex, Ling Hao sat cross-legged, though his aura was as weak as a candle in the wind.

Yet, the Chaos Dragon scale mark on his chest was shining brilliantly.

Beneath the mark, one could vaguely see a nine-colored "Origin mark" slowly merging into him; it was the core imprint brought forth from the birth of the heart of origin, containing the power of creation.

"The Chaos Nirvana begins."

Ling Hao closed his eyes, his consciousness sinking into the deepest part of his Sea of Consciousness.

This place should have been a void of Chaos, but at this moment, a strange scene had evolved.

On the left, raging golden flames—the "fire of burning the body"—were burning his Physical Body inch by inch, starting from the soles of his feet.

Wherever the flames passed, his cracked skin turned to ash, revealing the newly born flesh and bone beneath, which shimmered with the luster of Chaos. Each inch of flesh Rebirth was accompanied by heart-wrenching pain, like a thousand cuts.

On the right, the deep blue "ice of Soul Refining" was pouring in from the top of his head, freezing, tearing, and reshaping his Divine Soul.

Countless memory fragments flickered, shattered, and reorganized within the ice. Each reorganization made his Divine Soul more solid, but it also brought extreme cold and a sense of tearing at the Soul level.

And in the center, a Chaos-colored "thunder of returning to Origin" was repeatedly striking his Dantian, shattering the Chaos Dragon Infant time and time again, only to reshape it each time. With every reshaping, the Dragon Infant shrank, but it became more refined, its Dragon scales clearer, and its aura purer.

Burning the body, Soul Refining, and returning to Origin—threefold Nirvana, happening simultaneously.

This was the most dangerous stage of Chaos Nirvana; a moment of carelessness could lead to the disintegration of his Physical Body, the dissipation of his Divine Soul, and the total loss of his cultivation.

But Ling Hao's consciousness was exceptionally clear.

He "watched" his Physical Body being reborn in the flames, "watched" his Divine Soul transforming in the ice, and "watched" the Dragon Infant condensing in the thunder. The pain was real, but even more real was the marvelous experience of "stripping away" and "Rebirth."

It was as if he were shedding an old shell, revealing a more essential, more powerful existence within.

"So this is the true Profound Truth of the Primordial Chaos Ancestral Dragon Sutra," Ling Hao murmured in his consciousness. "It is not a simple accumulation of power, but a leap in the level of life."

He recalled a passage from the Void Refining chapter of the Primordial Chaos Ancestral Dragon Sutra: "Chaos is the beginning of all things, and also the end of all things. Those who cultivate Chaos must undergo threefold Nirvana: burn the body to shed the Mortal shell, refine the Soul to shed the Mortal Soul, and return to Origin to shape the Dragon Infant. Only when the three Nirvanas reach Perfection can one become a true Dragon."

At the time, he did not quite understand, but experiencing it personally now, he finally understood the true meaning.

This was not just a Breakthrough; it was a reshaping of his own life essence, a transformation from "Mortal" to the "Chaos Ancestral Dragon" Bloodline.

"The first day, thirty percent of the body burning is complete." Ling Hao sensed the changes in his body.

The newly born flesh was ten times tougher than before, the bones shimmered with the luster of Chaos, the Meridians were as wide as rivers, and even his blood carried a faint golden hue.

Although painful, it was also more intense.

The fire of burning the body spread to his chest. The moment the flames touched the heart of origin mark,

"BOOM!!!"

Nine-colored brilliance erupted from the mark, instantly sweeping through his entire body!

The fire of burning the body, the ice of Soul Refining, and the thunder of returning to Origin were briefly halted by the impact of this creative power.

And Ling Hao's consciousness was pulled into an even more ancient illusion.

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Chaos first opened, Grandmist had not yet been judged.

There was no Heaven, no Earth, no light, no darkness; there was only an endless stream of Chaos Qi slowly rotating. In the center of the flow, a Chaos Ancestral Dragon, so vast it was indescribable, was sleeping.

Its body was Chaos itself; with every breath, new worlds were born, evolved, and destroyed in the Dragon's breath.

Suddenly, the Ancestral Dragon opened its eyes.

The Dragon's eyes reflected countless possibilities of the future—there were prosperous worlds, flourishing civilizations, struggles between ten thousand races, and the birth of the Heavenly Dao, the descent of shackles.

"There shall be variables in future generations."

The Ancestral Dragon whispered, its voice like the thunder of ten thousand ages.

It raised its Dragon claw and took a Chaos-colored Dragon scale from its own brow; the scale contained a drop of essence blood.

"Take this scale as a guide, take this blood as a seed, and wait for those destined in future generations to break this cage."

The Dragon scale and essence blood were cast into the Chaos Qi flow, disappearing into the long river of the future.

The illusion shattered.

Ling Hao opened his eyes abruptly.

"Was that the memory of the Chaos Ancestral Dragon just now?"

He looked down at his chest; the Chaos Dragon scale mark was emitting a warm, gentle brilliance, merging with the heart of origin mark.

"So that is it. The Ancestral Dragon Bloodline in my body is no accident," Ling Hao realized in his heart. "It is a seed planted by the Chaos Ancestral Dragon ten thousand ages ago."

"And my act of severing the Law chains and opposing the Heavenly Dao triggered the Awakening of this seed."

"That is why the System appeared, and why the Primordial Chaos Ancestral Dragon Sutra chose me."

Everything had an explanation.

But greater questions followed: Why did the Chaos Ancestral Dragon plant this seed? What exactly were the Heavenly Dao shackles? Did the shadows of the Ancestral Dragon lie behind ancient powerhouses like Emperor Huangtian and Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady who resisted the Heavenly Dao?

"The answer may lie within the Chaos Creation Chapter." Ling Hao suppressed the doubts in his heart and continued his Nirvana.

Now was not the time for deep investigation.

The priority was to complete the transformation and achieve a Breakthrough in Void Refining.

Time continued to pass.

The second day, sixty percent of the body burning was complete.

The third day, the fire of burning the body spread to his head, beginning to reshape his Sea of Consciousness.

The fourth day, the ice of Soul Refining penetrated to the deepest part of his Divine Soul, stripping away all "Impurities"—the violent energy generated by killing, the Heart Demon born from obsession, and the arrogance nurtured by power were all frozen and shattered.

The fifth day, the thunder of returning to Origin shattered the Chaos Dragon Infant for the ninth time. The reshaped Dragon Infant was crystal clear like Chaos crystal, and the scene of the creation of the world was reflected in its Dragon eyes.

The sixth day, the threefold Nirvana entered its final stage.

Ling Hao's Physical Body had been completely reshaped. His newborn skin was as white as jade but shimmered with a faint Chaos luster; his muscle lines were as perfect as a sculpture, and every inch contained explosive power.

His bones were dark gold, and his bone marrow flowed like liquid gold. Fine Dragon patterns appeared on the surface of his internal organs, and every pulsation was faintly accompanied by the sound of a Dragon roar.

His Divine Soul had transformed into a three-inch-tall Chaos figure. The figure sat cross-legged with a Dragon scale mark on its brow, surrounded by nine-colored brilliance.

And the Chaos Dragon Infant in his Dantian was no longer an infant, but a true, three-inch-long Chaos Ancestral Dragon.

Although the little Dragon was small, it had all its scales and claws; its Dragon eyes were like the sun and moon, inhaling and exhaling Chaos Qi with every breath.

"The seventh day, the final hurdle."

Ling Hao's consciousness condensed, preparing to meet the final test of Nirvana: the unification of the three powers.

The fire of burning the body, the ice of Soul Refining, and the thunder of returning to Origin would strike his life core simultaneously from three directions. If he could withstand it, the threefold Nirvana would reach Perfection, and his life level would completely leap. If he could not withstand it, his Divine Soul would be destroyed.