Standing on the top of the Eternal Divine Court, Gu Changqing is the only truth.
In front of him is the eternal order left behind by the ancestor after he became a Taoist, guarding this new universe.
Behind him were endless, dead ruins of the era.
That was the remains of countless worlds devoured by the Lord of Nothingness over the long years. It was a cemetery where even time had completely decayed.
Gu Changqing's eyes calmly gazed at the vast "nothingness".
In the new world he opened up, the Gu family was still the most powerful family in the history. His father and mother lived a peaceful life in a Taoist temple surrounded by beautiful mountains and rivers, drinking tea and discussing Taoism.
The former followers also achieved their own perfection, some founded their own schools, and some lived freely in the world.
Even in a newly born mortal world, a young man named Ye Chen is embarking on the path to immortality with high spirits; in another sect, a young girl named Lin Qingxue is also showing her unparalleled beauty.
Their lives have been reset to a starting point without hatred and with infinite possibilities.
But to Gu Changqing at this moment, all this was just a handful of quicksand in his palm.
He saw it all, yet transcended it all.
He spoke slowly, his voice unheard by anyone, yet it resounded throughout the silent ruins of the era, echoing in the dust of every shattered world.
"I am the Lord of Eternity."
“When the definition ends.”
"Yidang, reshape the origin."
After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand.
The [Seal of Eternal Reincarnation] that had become one with his soul slowly rose from his palm.
It is no longer a mark, nor is it any specific form.
It turned into a point.
An "origin singularity" that cannot be described in any words.
Gu Changqing poured all his understanding of being the [Lord of Eternity], and his ultimate understanding of "existence" and "reincarnation", "life" and "Tao" into it.
The singularity began to move.
It absorbed Gu Changqing's will and began to contract extremely, as if it wanted to absorb all existing concepts into it.
The next moment.
It broke out.
No sound, no bang, just light.
Endless light bloomed from that singularity and sprinkled onto the boundless ruins of the era.
Wherever the light passes, miracles are happening.
Those worlds that had been dead and silent for countless years and had long since turned to dust began to re-condense.
The broken continental plates are slowly pieced together under the guidance of light.
The dried-up galaxy is once again filled with starlight.
The extinguished stars have rekindled the light and heat of life.
The remaining information fragments of the extinct civilization were captured by the light and began to evolve again.
Countless parallel universes.
Countless different eras.
The imprints of countless creatures that once returned to nothingness in despair.
It all depended on his thought, and he was reborn from the ruins.
This is not a simple resurrection, but a true creation.
He did not interfere with the evolution of any world, but only gave them the qualifications to "exist" and the power to "begin".
The concepts that once made people shudder, such as "ultimate catastrophe" and "eternal reincarnation", have been given new definitions under the new cosmic order.
They have become the natural laws of the world's evolution, the tides of the universe's breathing, the ladder of civilization change, and the necessary path for life to move from birth to sublimation.
There is no longer any distinction between good and evil, only balance and flow.
After doing all this, Gu Changqing's figure began to fade away.
He is integrating his own "Tao" into the endless new universe he created.
For the last time, he looked back at the world he had created with his own hands.
He saw his family and friends, and their faces were filled with happy and peaceful smiles.
So he also smiled.
This smile is very faint and light.
But it contains a hint of satisfaction, a hint of relief, and a hint of the final warmth belonging to the identity of "Gu Changqing".
This is the last trace left by him as the end of a life journey.
After smiling, his figure completely disappeared.
Be one with the light and become one with the Tao.
He is neither dead nor gone.
He became the sky of this endless universe, the trajectory of every star, the breeze of every breeze, and the endless flow of time.
He became the sum of all worlds, all times, and all causes and effects.
He is the Tao.
He is eternity.
From then on, there will be no more final disasters in the heavens throughout eternity.
Only under the great path created by this Eternal Lord can there be infinite evolution and infinite splendor in the eternal poem.
(End of the book)
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