176: A divine eye? A blind man? (Sixty-one)

In the Qing Clan Secret Realm, above the immortal island.

At this moment, Jun Yun's mind was completely immersed in that golden line of Luck representing You Chen, which had dimmed to the point of near extinction.

Jun Yun's Nine-Colored Double Pupils operated at full power, with the strength of his Mind's Eye also reinforcing them, attempting to pierce through that layer of Chaos that could even isolate Karma.

The cost was enormous.

For every breath he maintained the observation, his Divine Soul power burned at a terrifying speed.

But he did not stop.

Finally, he saw a shocking scene.

Within that absolute nothingness, You Chen's Saint Body Origin had not been simply erased.

It had been decomposed by the power of that wisp of "source of emperors demise" into the most primitive, most pure Laws.

The runes of "Life" representing the Azure Luan.

The runes of "Death" representing the Dark Sparrow.

And that wisp of gray Law representing "End".

Three distinct, and even mutually opposed, supreme powers were undergoing a chaotic yet peculiar evolution.

They collided with each other, annihilated each other, and in the instant of annihilation, gave birth to a trace of a brand-new, higher-dimensional dao rhyme.

"So that's how it is..."

"To find life in death, to build after breaking."

Seeing this scene, a trace of enlightenment just rose in Jun Yun's heart.

It was precisely this scene that allowed him to touch a taboo he should not have touched.

A terrifying will, beyond comprehension, descended instantly along his line of sight, from that void of the end.

Jun Yun's body suddenly stiffened.

He felt that his "existence" was being forcibly erased from this world.

His Divine Soul, his Physical Body, and even the traces of his past left in this world were being rapidly wiped away.

He had never encountered such a fatal crisis.

Just at the moment when Jun Yun was about to be completely erased from the river of time, deep within his Sea of Consciousness, that Mysterious Small Tower, which had been silent for many years, finally reacted.

Hum.

The small tower trembled slightly.

A distant, soft chime rang out in his Sea of Consciousness.

An ancient and profound halo, transcending the Laws of the world, slowly spread from the tower's body.

That terrifying backlash force, sufficient to completely annihilate even a God Emperor, rapidly dissolved and disintegrated in front of this halo.

The crisis was resolved in an instant.

Jun Yun gasped for breath, already covered in cold sweat, with lingering fear.

He had struggled back from the edge of death.

But he did not feel lucky; instead, a look of madness appeared in his eyes.

"With the small tower protecting me, what do I have to fear?"

Jun Yun gritted his teeth. Instead of withdrawing, he even more unscrupulously plunged his mind into that Chaos where the Laws were evolving.

He wanted to witness this unprecedented transformation with his own eyes.

...

You Chen's consciousness floated in a state of absolute "Nirvana Nothingness."

There was no time, no space, no Laws of heaven and earth here.

There was only the cold and eternal concept of the "End."

His Physical Body, Divine Soul, Saint Body, everything had been decomposed.

He could clearly "see" that he was being completely erased by this world.

However, his consciousness had not dissipated.

In this absolute nothingness, only his Saint Body Origin, which had fused the two ancient divine birds, and his own Dao Heart had not yet been completely annihilated.

The first year.

It was an endless sinking.

His consciousness was weak and unbearable, ready to extinguish at any moment.

The will of the "End" was eroding him every moment, wanting to completely assimilate even his last traces of existence.

He had forgotten who he was, forgotten where he came from.

Memories turned into fragments, drifting in the nothingness.

Just at the moment he was about to be completely lost, a picture lit up in the deepest part of his consciousness.

That was the Heavenly Elixir Sect, that figure who stood in front of him, hard-contending against several True Gods, and was finally placed under house arrest.

"Big Brother Jun..."

This name was like the first ray of light piercing through the darkness.

Immediately after, more images emerged.

In the God-Slaying Valley, Qing Yao, who blocked a killing blow for him.

On the northern plains, that proud woman in purple.

"I... cannot die."

"I must go back."

This unyielding will turned into the only spark, allowing him to find his "self" again in this deathly silent nothingness.

The fifth year.

He began to try to understand his situation.

He "saw" that in his Origin, the power of the Azure Luan, representing "Life," was vulnerable before the "End" and was being rapidly erased.

But the power of the Dark Sparrow, representing "Death" and "Devouring," had a peculiar resonance with the aura of the "End" from that "source of emperors demise."

It was precisely this resonance that prevented him from being completely assimilated at the first moment.

His Origin maintained an extremely fragile balance between the annihilation of "Life" and the resonance of "Death."

He made a crazy decision.

No longer resisting.

Instead, he actively accepted it, finding life in death.

Using the tyrannical devouring power of the You Que Divine Body as a guide, he began to actively lead and analyze that wisp of "source of emperors demise" of the end.

This was an extremely painful and dangerous process.

His consciousness reincarnated through countless births and deaths.

Every one of his Laws was repeatedly crushed by the power of the "End."

The seventh year.

You Chen had completely adapted to the pain of this crushing and restructuring.

His consciousness became incomparably tough.

He no longer passively endured, but began to actively guide.

He used the undying life force of the Azure Luan Sacred Body as a furnace, the devouring power of the You Que Divine Body as a hammer, and that wisp of "source of emperors demise" as iron.

He wanted to use the power of the fallen "Emperor" to recast himself.

Every guidance was extremely dangerous.

If there was the slightest error in the balance of the three forces, his Origin core would completely collapse.

He failed countless times.

Every failure meant his consciousness had to endure severe pain.

But he re-condensed his will again and again, continuing to try.

The ninth year.

You Chen's Origin core finally found that perfect balance point amidst countless shatterings and restructurings.

He succeeded.

Absolute "End," "Life," and "Death," three supreme powers that once could not coexist, reached a brand-new, higher-dimensional perfect balance within his Origin core.

His consciousness began to extend, devouring those decomposed Laws in the nothingness.

A brand-new body began to slowly restructure based on that brand-new Origin core.

Bones, Meridians, flesh and blood, Divine Soul...

Everything about him was composed of brand-new Laws.

The fifteenth year.

When the last wisp of Divine Soul was reshaped.

In the God Burial Ruins, that black fog area where even Resentful Soul Fiends dared not step.

Space fluctuated slightly.

You Chen's figure condensed out of thin air.

He slowly opened his eyes, his eyes deep, as if containing the mysteries of life, death, and Reincarnation.

The Saint Body manifestation behind him was no longer the intertwined blue and dark double rings.

Instead, it had turned into a "Nirvana Singularity" that constantly collapsed inward and burst into new life at the extreme of collapse.

The aura emitted by that singularity seemed to be the end of all things, and also seemed to be the beginning of all things, making all Daos tremble.

His Realm did not skyrocket; it was still the True God Realm Late Stage.

But his essence had undergone a fundamental change.

In every gesture, he moved the principles of heaven and earth, carrying a trace of the power of "Dao."

To become a Saint, one must first comprehend the Dao.

And he, after experiencing a death and rebirth lasting fifteen years, had already touched that threshold in advance.

In the Qing Clan Secret Realm.

Jun Yun exhaled a long breath and slowly withdrew his mind.

These fifteen years, he had consumed a massive amount of Divine Soul power, but the harvest was equally enormous.

He looked at that golden river of Luck belonging to You Chen, which had become brilliant again, even more dazzling than before.

And deep within that river of Luck, the seed of the "Python Sparrow Swallowing Dragon Record" had completely merged with You Chen's newborn Saint Body Origin.

Jun Yun smiled.

"This leek has finally grown up."

"Since it has grown, it is time to prepare for the harvest."

And at this moment.

You Chen, who had just awakened, had no time to feel his own changes.

The first moment after his rebirth, he sensed Qing Yao's aura.

Weak, chaotic, on the verge of its limit.

In his sensing, Qing Yao was being frantically besieged by endless Fallen Spirits surging from all directions.

The situation was critical.