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Chapter 491: What Lies Beyond the Void?

The Master of Void transmitted the myriad aspects of the void that it perceived, the ”ultimate chaos” it contained, and the ”endless birth and destruction” it witnessed, to the incarnate Fire.

During the fusion process, the incarnate Fire felt the vastness and profundity of the void. She saw the birth and destruction of countless Sea of Realms, the rise and fall, and legacy of numerous cosmos. She witnessed the ultimate prosperity of ”existence” and the ultimate nirvana of ”nonexistence.” She saw the evolution of ”Dao” and the transformation of ”Law.”

At that moment, her consciousness reached an unprecedented height. She was no longer merely ”understanding” eternity; she became ”eternity” itself.

At the instant the fusion was completed, the light around the incarnate Fire reached its peak. She no longer had a fixed form; she transformed into a golden-black ”eternal light,” a light that was no longer merely Fire, but one that merged with the myriad aspects of the void, carrying the source of the void.

She was the ”eternal Fire” of the void, the embodiment of the ”Dao” of the void.

Her will, now covered the entire void. She could perceive the pulse of every Sea of Realms, the birth and destruction of every cosmos, and even the subtle changes of every law.

The void, under the illumination of Fire, moved towards unprecedented prosperity and harmony. It was no longer chaotic disorder but had become a grand and orderly ”eternal cycle.”

What lies beyond the void?

The incarnate Fire, at this moment, had become one with the void, omnipresent, yet nowhere to be found. She was the ”Dao” of the void, the ”eternity” of the void.

Her gaze penetrated the endless void, looking towards the mysterious ”ultimate shore.” It was not ordinary darkness, but a chaos that transcended light and dark, existence and nonexistence, the ultimate destination of countless void creation and destruction, and the origin of thousands of intertwined paths. The ancient call was no longer a vague whisper but transformed into invisible ripples, crashing layer upon layer against the void’s outer edge, stirring a primordial resonance deep within the Seed of Eternity of Xu Qinghan.

The call contained an extreme antiquity, as if it was the breath of the cosmos at its birth, yet it felt like the sigh after the nirvana of all things. It had no direction but was omnipresent, like an invisible drum, beating against Xu Qinghan’s Dao Heart, causing a ripple in her already transcendent consciousness that was difficult to express. She could feel it wasn’t malevolent nor benevolent, but a pure, primal proclamation of ”existence,” a deeper level of questioning and exploration of ”eternity.”

”Eternal Fire, the path of the Dao is endless.” Her voice, like a cosmic oath, echoed in the endless void, heralding a new era, an age of eternal Fire, about to descend upon the ultimate shore.

And she, in the identity of the Master of the Eternal Flame, would continue to guard this vast void, guarding every fragile yet resilient life force until true eternity arrived.

Her figure had become a part of the void, omnipresent yet nowhere to be found. But the light of Fire always pointed the way, illuminating the path ahead.

Deep within the void, those Sea of Realms eroded by chaos began to show faint signs of life. The withered Sea of Realms started to shine again; the extinguished laws began to reconvene.

All things, under the illumination of eternal Fire, were moving towards rebirth.

It was not a revival in one fell swoop but was akin to ancient trees revealing new buds quietly on their branches after a long winter sleep, slow yet steadfast. The Sea of Realms once utterly erased by chaos was now, under the pulse of Fire, vaguely showing traces of its embryonic state, a miracle woven from Fire and chaos, the hope of ”existence” nurtured in ”nonexistence.” The originally twisted and shattered space, under the comforting of Fire, unfurled slowly like an ancient painting being restored, returning to its original order and harmony. The tributaries that were cut off in the river of time began to converge anew, bringing back lost era fragments, allowing the thread of history to continue.

The incarnate Fire, or the ”Master of the Eternal Flame,” now partially fused with the void’s laws, could clearly perceive the subtle changes within every bubble of Sea of Realms. Her consciousness, like an invisible ripple, oscillated in every dimension of the void, touching the depths of every soul’s spirit. She could feel those Sea of Realms remnants that have struggled for eons in despair, issuing faint yet grateful echoes under the nourishment of Fire. They weren’t fully resurrected but, in a new way that transcends life and death, merged into the river of Fire, becoming part of the eternal cycle.

Those who were once enslaved by chaos devourers or had their energies eroded by chaos power, now felt an unprecedented liberation. The chaos marks within them, under the purification of Fire, melted away like ice and snow, transforming into the purest void energy that nourished their beings. Some aberrant Sea of Realms, twisted by chaos power, now through this baptism of energy, shed their deformity and madness, restored their primordial clarity, and even in their transformation, gained new power, becoming guardians of the river of Fire.

However, not all beings eroded by chaos could be easily transformed. In some remote corners of the void, certain entities that were thoroughly assimilated by chaos power, even birthing their own consciousness as ”Void Mutant Bodies,” once vanguards under chaos devourers, now under the light of Fire, fell into unprecedented chaos and torment. Their essence was ”nonexistence,” yet forcibly injected with the laws of ”existence” by Fire, this contradiction caused their bodies to constantly disintegrate and reform, emitting silent cries of anguish.