Extra Chapter 26: New Variables
Fuxi continued, his tone remaining calm, as if he were stating a trivial matter, rather than a crisis concerning the survival of the universe:
Unable to confront the Heavenly Dao head-on, it instead parasitizes it. Like the most cunning of cancers, it feeds on the Heavenly Dao to nourish itself, and in turn creates chaos and chaos in the Heavenly Principles, turning the pure power of order in the Heavenly Palace into a breeding ground for filth.
The strange realms we experienced before were merely a tiny leakage of its power, an experiment... cast into the lower-dimensional world."
The two creator gods were silent for a moment.
The eternal silence of the heavenly palace enveloped them, an absolute tranquility that was enough to freeze time and space.
However, beneath this vast tranquility, wherever the divine consciousness reaches, there are surging undercurrents.
The chains of the Heavenly Rules no longer run as smoothly as before. Subtle vibrations and discordant friction are everywhere. Pangu's residual power is slowly wearing away the core.
What the mortal special case team considers to be life-and-death struggles and bizarre and terrifying rules and strange stories are, to them, nothing more than a tiny abscess that accidentally bulges on the surface of a huge lesion.
The truly profound evil has long since penetrated into the laws of nature, spreading and growing at the very foundation of the operation of the Way of Heaven.
Nuwa's gaze became increasingly profound, and what was reflected in her eyes was no longer the concrete things, but a torrent of endless living beings' thoughts and rules intertwined.
She spoke again, and there was an indescribable sense of regret in her ethereal voice:
"The struggles in this world, the bloody fights for life, also have their meaning.
Those children... their cultivation, which goes against the will of heaven under the Way of Heaven, is in itself using their tiny strength to fight against the spread of this corrupt force.
Their existence is a variable, and perhaps it can be the key to cleansing the turbid current and influencing the future."
Fuxi stood quietly aside, without making any comment.
For countless years, the creatures of this mortal world have been like the dust particles that are born and die in the vast galaxy to him. Their joys and sorrows are vivid, but they cannot shake the laws of nature in the slightest.
But since Nuwa, the creator who was born from the same origin as him, has set her sights on him and has high hopes for him, he will not deny it.
"It's urgent."
Fuxi turned around, his gaze like cold stars, penetrating the layers of the heavenly palace, and staring fixedly at the deepest part of the heavenly palace where the celestial rules were the densest and the most immortals lived.
"It is to stabilize the operation of the core of the Heavenly Dao and restore order. By the way...completely eliminate the rotten filth entrenched within."
His words were calm, yet contained an unquestionable determination, as if he was discussing a group of dead creatures with Nuwa.
When they saw the inaction of the Underworld, they realized that the Heavenly Palace had also been infiltrated.
Although they only met the gods in heaven a few times later, they could still clearly see what was going on in those few encounters.
The gods who were supposed to rule the three realms did not dare to do anything. Instead, they became flattering and ignorant, just like the eunuchs in the ancient imperial palace.
There is not a trace of the dignity of a god.
When they saw it at first they thought it was an isolated phenomenon, but when they saw that even the Jade Emperor was like this, they understood.
Nuwa nodded slightly, and the Dao rhyme of creation flowing around her became more gentle and majestic:
"With the power of the origin of creation, I can repair the twisted and torn laws of heaven and earth, mend the rifts, modify the polluted rules of the Heavenly Palace, and completely eliminate the remaining evil power of Pangu."
"Go ahead and do it."
Without further words, the figures of the two supreme gods suddenly disappeared on the spot, transforming into two unstoppable, dazzling and brilliant streams of light.
A clear and warm light contains the vast vitality that nourishes all things and revives everything, like a spring breeze and rain, silently moistening everything;
The other one is cold and precise, carrying the power to define everything, like the iron laws of heaven that cannot be crossed.
The two divine lights ran parallel to each other, yet blended perfectly, rushing straight towards the core area of the Heavenly Palace - the "Lingxiao Palace".
As the divine light passed by, the originally restless and dark power of the law seemed to be smoothed out by an invisible hand, and temporarily restrained its claws.
Those subtle, harsh "noises" originating from within the rules were forcibly suppressed.
The crisscrossing chains of rules glowed with a slightly brighter and purer light, like ancient strings that had been carefully wiped clean of dust. Although the internal cracks and hidden wounds had not been completely repaired, at least on the surface, a brief harmony and smoothness had been restored.
The eternally silent Heavenly Palace temporarily regained its former solemnity, majesty and orderly appearance due to the return and action of its true master.
The divine light once again evenly spread over every pillar and temple, as if everything was normal.
However, whether it was Nuwa who was in charge of creation, or Fuxi who was rebuilding the rules of heaven, their hearts were as clear as a mirror.
The scene before me is only a temporary suppression and comfort.
That filth originated from the beginning of Pangu's creation of the world, when he died from exhaustion and was infected by chaotic evil thoughts. It has been lurking for endless years.
It has already cunningly penetrated, entangled, and coexisted with some of the fundamental rules of this world.
It is by no means easy to defeat; its stubbornness and cunning far exceed those of ordinary disasters.
A true contest has long surpassed the earthly sense of fistfights and spiritual power collisions.
It was a silent but more dangerous war that took place in a higher dimension of existence.
The enemy is hiding in the deepest part of the law, so you should treat him the way he treats you.
Once Nuwa pours the source of creation into deeply repairing the damaged core rules, it will inevitably severely affect the foundation on which the "chaotic evil thoughts" depend for survival.
There is no way it will just sit there and wait for death.
At this moment, beneath the barely restored calm in Heavenly Palace, a storm that could overturn the world is madly building up, just waiting for a critical point to erupt.
And on the blue planet far away below, which mortals call "home", Li Mu, Gao Meng, Zhao Sha, and even the physically and mentally damaged Wang Ke with a blank look in his eyes, were completely unaware of the huge changes brewing above the Nine Heavens.
They are using all their time to try to struggle out of the aftermath of the nightmare and prepare to face the "daily life" of the special case team.
The suffering of mortals and the war of gods coexist in the vast scale of time and space, as if they will never intersect.
It was just that this time, Feng Tianning's brief stay and intervention in the mortal world cast a ray of light of change in the cold and strange rules.
Two parallel lines that should never have intersected seemed to have been gently moved by an invisible hand, creating a ripple that is imperceptible but may have far-reaching consequences.
Where will this tiny ripple eventually go, and what kind of chain reaction will it trigger...
Even Nuwa and Fuxi, who were high above the nine heavens and in charge of the creation of all things and the order of the universe, could not fully calculate the confusing new chapter of cause and effect caused by the "variables".
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