Chapter 9
At the heart of the Spirit Ruins Secret Realm, six giant stone pillars stand majestically, exuding an indescribable solemnity and mystery.
The six stone pillars form a subtle yet powerful balance of power. They are cleverly designed into an infinitely looping magic circle, trapping everything within.
“That is the power of chaos,” said Daoist Danxi in a low voice.
Jiang Liuya sensed an invisible and intangible mysterious aura within the magic array formed by the stone pillars. Although it was invisible and intangible, its presence could be clearly felt.
At this moment, it leisurely swirls and drifts among the stone pillars. It seems to exude a mysterious and profound charm, like a huge magnetic field, making people yearn for it at first glance.
Jiang Liuya was secretly shocked; so this was the power of chaos.
Seeing is believing.
"What is the power of chaos in your heart?" asked Daoist Danxi, his voice deep.
Jiang Liuya replied, "The power of chaos is the primordial power of the universe, unfathomable and omnipotent."
"If you think you can rely on the power of chaos to increase your strength and use it for your own purposes, then you are mistaken." Danxi Daojun's tone carried a hint of warning.
After a moment of silence, Daoist Danxi continued slowly, "The power of chaos was brought back from the Western Continent by my master, Daoist Yuanxu. Do you know where my master is now?"
Jiang Liuya shook her head, looked at him intently, and waited quietly for his answer.
"He has been devoured by the power of chaos, and even his soul has vanished without a trace."
Daoist Danxi's master was Daoist Yuanxu. Once, he was like a brilliant star hanging high above the Tianxuan Sect, a god-like existence in the eyes of all. He possessed a Primordial Spiritual Root, an extremely rare talent, containing all five elements in perfect balance. It was as if a masterpiece of nature, containing boundless potential and possibilities.
Perhaps it was due to the talent of his spiritual root, but when the power of chaos first appeared in the Western Continent, Daoist Yuanxu had a vague sense of it.
The difference between Hunyuan and Chaos is only one character, and Daoist Yuanxu felt that he had a connection with the power of Chaos. It seemed that there was some kind of mysterious connection between them, both of which were so complex and unpredictable, yet all-encompassing.
After some searching, he indeed found the power of chaos in the Western Continent.
The power of chaos is formless and intangible, making it elusive. It appears docile, seemingly without a trace of aggression, like a gentle, calm breeze in nature. However, Daoist Yuanxu vaguely sensed that its true essence possessed world-destroying energy, capable of annihilating everything.
Even though the power of chaos is so unfathomable, he will not give up easily. In his view, everything in the world has its own laws, and although the power of chaos is powerful, it is not necessarily uncontrollable. He himself possesses a Primordial Spiritual Root and has his own unique insights into the way of balance.
He tried every means to persuade and guide him, using the Five Elements Primordial Qi to envelop him, attempting to bring him back to the Tianxuan Sect first, and then gradually take action.
However, the power of chaos does not follow his will or act according to his will.
Therefore, Daoist Yuanxu summoned his most prized disciple, Daoist Danxi. Daoist Danxi was a Primordial Wood Spirit, the purest spiritual energy in the world, possessing a unique attraction to all energies. Finally, using the Primordial Wood Spirit as a guide, they brought it back to the Tianxuan Sect.
For two thousand years, no one has ascended to immortality in this realm. This is an insurmountable barrier in the hearts of all top cultivators. Ever since the last ascendant in ancient times broke through the void and disappeared between heaven and earth, this continent has fallen into an eerie silence.
For two thousand years, countless talented cultivators, no matter how high their innate abilities or how diligently they cultivated, could only stagnate at the Nascent Soul stage. Their attempts to advance further were met not with a path to heaven, but with their demise.
"What comes after the Nascent Soul stage?"
Two thousand years is enough to erase many traces, leaving only fragmented legends.
Yuanxu Daojun was certain that if he could refine and absorb the power of chaos, even just a small part of it, he could become the first person to ascend in two thousand years.
He was so engrossed in his thirst for power that he was unaware that he was slowly marching toward destruction.
After returning to the Tianxuan Sect, he sealed off the Lingxu Secret Realm, attempting to refine the power of chaos there. This was because its terrain was secluded, making it difficult for spiritual energy to leak out.
However, in less than half a day, the entire Lingxu Secret Realm had been razed to the ground.
When Daoist Danxi and several elders arrived after hearing the commotion, they only found Daoist Yuanxu lying in the ruins, barely alive. His body was riddled with holes, and his vital essence was completely destroyed.
Even more terrifying, his primordial spirit was also devoured by the power of chaos.
The energy ball, however, floated leisurely in the air, seemingly gentle and harmless.
Within the Tianxuan Sect, every disciple above the Golden Core stage has their own unique ever-burning lamp. This is done when a disciple achieves the Golden Core stage and infuses their soul power into the lamp. As long as the lamp exists, the disciple lives; when the lamp goes out, the disciple dies.
On this day, the eternal lamp at the very top of the Tianxuan Sect, the eternal lamp that belonged exclusively to Daoist Yuanxu, was extinguished forever.
Daoist Danxi was unaware of what had transpired. Afterwards, he and the elders cautiously probed, attempting to unravel the mystery. However, many years passed, and they still couldn't understand what this mysterious chaotic power truly was.
His master, despite his best efforts, not only failed to control the power of chaos but was also devoured by it. In the end, his master's consciousness merged with the power of chaos, becoming a mass of unknowing and unconscious energy.
The energy ball floated leisurely in the air, seemingly gentle and harmless.
Daoist Danxi once tried to destroy it and make the power of chaos disappear completely, but he was unable to do so.
Whether it's attrition or attack, it's all in vain.
The power of chaos does not follow the law of conservation of energy.
Energy in this world undergoes transformation and loss through interaction, eventually tending towards balance or dissipation. But the power of chaos breaks free from this shackle; it is like a bottomless black hole, forming its own system in the energy cycle.
Finally, Daoist Danxi and the elders set up multiple arrays to seal it here. The arrays were designed using the principle of balance; this energy had no consciousness, and no matter how powerful it was, under the influence of the arrays, it would only drift aimlessly here.
"Tranquility is merely its appearance. If a cultivator becomes greedy, he will be devoured by it."
“So, the power of chaos really cannot be controlled by humans,” Jiang Liuya said sullenly.
"Absolutely impossible." Daoist Danxi's voice was firm.
"Thank you for your admonition today, Daoist Master." Jiang Liuya closed her eyes tightly. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if it were the lingering resentment after the struggle, or as if she had made up her mind about something.
"I have listened to everything the Daoist Master said today," Jiang Liuya said slowly and solemnly as she opened her eyes.
A hint of relief appeared on Daoist Danxi's face.
Suddenly, a wisp of black energy shot out from Jiang Liuya's palm, flying towards the array containing the chaotic power in a flash. A lightning Gu, like a thunderclap, swiftly shattered the balance of the array.
The balance maintained by the magic circle collapsed rapidly. The chaotic power was no longer as calm and obedient as before, staying within the array; in an instant, this powerful force went berserk.
This power had been dormant for too long; now, it was like an ancient beast that had just been awakened, wild and fierce.
"Why are you doing this?" Daoist Danxi asked incredulously.
"Thank you for the story, Daojun. I believe everything you said, but..." Jiang Liuya said as she recklessly jumped into the rampaging chaotic power.
She doesn't have much time left; she must undergo a complete transformation before the karma fully backfires.
The power of chaos is that glimmer of hope.
This place is heavily fortified; if we miss this opportunity today, we may never have another chance like it.
"However, I know even more clearly that if you want to defy fate, you have to fight with your life on the line."
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