Baby with Daoist Monarch System

”Order... always order...”

A chaotic and mad will, like the overlaying of countless voices, screamed as it tore through the silence of the void.

”The old order (the Chaos Devourer) has just been buried, and the new order (Fire) is about to reign supreme? This void needs no domination! It needs no rules! It should remain forever chaotic! Forever free! Forever... returning to chaos!”

This is the ”Throat of Chaos,” an embodiment of chaos even purer than the Chaos Devourer. The Chaos Devourer consumes all things for the ultimate ”extreme void,” still following a logic. But the Throat of Chaos exists solely to propagate disorder, to tear apart all order; what it revels in is the process of law’s collapse and universal chaos.

The cycle of ”Fire Eternal” established by the embodiment of Fire, in its perspective, is an ultimate and unbearable ”prison.” And now, the enlightenment of the Primordial Void Realm, creating a whole new ”Dao Origin,” is a fundamental affront to its ideology!

”You want to create a perfect ’being’? Then I shall gift you with an eternal ’wound’!”

The writhing shadow suddenly contracted, and then, a stream of light, pitch-black as ink yet shimmering with myriad contradictory colors, was ”vomited” out!

That stream of light ignored the distance of space and time, as if it had already reached outside the newly born Primordial Void Realm the moment it appeared. It was neither energy nor law, but a ”curse,” a most venomous ”virus” targeting ”order” itself.

Its intent is not to destroy this newborn world but to pollute it from its very core. To keep its ”space” forever misaligned, its ”time” eternally disordered, its ”life” perpetually aberrant, its ”laws” eternally self-contradicting. It aims to turn this hopeful ”Dao Origin Realm” into an eternal, chaotic, self-tormenting ”mad realm!”

The embodiment of Fire immediately sensed this malicious arrival.

Her will, like the unchanging eternal starry sky, was without the slightest ripple of emotion. Anger, surprise, such emotions had long left her. She merely calmly ”watched” the light of pollution, as if witnessing an inevitable part of the grand cycle of the void.

Where there is light, there is shadow. Where there is order, there is chaos.

Fire Eternal does not seek to erase all opposites but to incorporate everything into the ”eternal” cycle.

”Chaos is also a form of Dao.”

Her will echoed through the void, calm and grand.

Just as the ”Curse of Chaos” was about to touch the new realm’s wall, the embodiment of Fire’s silhouette appeared for the first time in the void. It wasn’t a physical form but a shadow, sketching out a blurred and majestic silhouette with endless blazing brilliance.

She slowly raised her hand, a crystal-clear finger pointing towards that curse in the air.

At the fingertip, there was no earth-shattering might but simply a point of purity to the extremity: the general principle of Fire Eternal cycle, the supreme truth of cosmic life and death.

The curse capable of polluting a grand realm, in the instant it touched that finger, suddenly halted. The billions of contradictions and chaos within seemed to encounter their ”bane” and ”monarch.”

There was no earth-shaking explosion, nor intense collision on a law level.

The curse, like a tamed poisonous snake, began to coil around the embodiment of Fire’s finger, spiraling gently. Its inherent frenzy and malice didn’t disappear, but that tearing ”aggressiveness” was restrained by a higher level of ”order.”

The embodiment of Fire’s finger flicked lightly.

The tamed Curse of Chaos transformed into a stream of light, sinking into the Primordial Void Realm, which was crazily evolving.

”What?!”

Far away, the Throat of Chaos emitted a scream of disbelief. It couldn’t comprehend how its most fundamental curse could be so easily resolved and even... utilized by the opponent!

The embodiment of Fire ignored its roar. Her gaze penetrated the newborn realm’s wall, observing the curse’s transformation within the realm.

As the curse entered the new world, its chaotic nature erupted once more, attempting to distort the forming laws. Yet every place it reached, it found that the laws had ”reserved” a spot for it.

When it tried to warp ”space,” concepts like ”spatial fissure” and ”dimensional fracture” automatically emerged within the space law, constraining its power within fixed areas, becoming part of space diversity.

When it attempted to disrupt ”time,” the river of time automatically branched into currents like ”temporal turbulence” and ”fragments of time,” transforming its force into variables and possibilities driving world evolution.

When it tried to pollute ”life,” the laws of life birthed concepts like ”mutation,” ”evolution,” ”heart demon,” ”tribulation.” Chaos was no longer pure destruction but became an essential ”trial” and ”stepping stone” for life’s growth paths.

The curse from the Throat of Chaos, not only failed to pollute this world but became as if smelted ore, impurities removed, integrated into the world’s law system, becoming an indispensable part of the newborn world!

It became a part of this world’s ”Dao!”

”Using chaos as a grindstone, tribulations as kindling... how dare you!” The will of the Throat of Chaos was filled with rage and humiliation. This was even harder to accept than being defeated head-on.

The embodiment of Fire withdrew her gaze, the illusory figure merging back into the void, leaving only a detached echoing will:

”Under Fire, all Dao return to unity. Your Dao is among them.”

This sentence, like the heaviest brand, was deeply etched into the essence of the Throat of Chaos. It roared and rolled, yet dared not easily act again. For it found that its ”chaotic” power, once unleashed, would be absorbed and transformed by the opponent’s ”Fire” order, becoming nourishment for strengthening their order. It was ”restrained.”

Meanwhile, within the Primordial Void Realm, as the last law settled, a grand evolution of creation had finally reached its climax.

Rumble—

The entire Sea of Realms suddenly quaked, emitting its first ”Dao sound” since birth!

This ”Dao sound” transformed into invisible ripples, instantly spreading across the endless void. All reviving Sea of Realms, all beings reborn under the light of Fire, all dormant ancient wills, at this moment, distinctly heard this proclamation.

The sound contained infinite possibilities, containing a new ”Dao” that was more stable and profound.

A brand-new ”Dao Origin Realm” was thus born!

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ts sky, deep and Liuli-colored, countless stars slowly revolve within; each star represents the embryonic form of a law yet to fully evolve.

Its land, vast and boundless, between mountains and rivers, flows not water but liquid, the purest source energy. Every breath feels the majestic aura of ”creation” and ”rejuvenation” between heaven and earth.

At the center of this world, the initial Fire has transformed into an eternal, indestructible ”Dao sun,” suspended high above the heavens. Its emitted light, warm and sacred, illumines every corner of this world, maintaining the operation of the world’s law.

And in the depths of the land’s shadow, between the gaps of laws, those ”tribulations” and ”demons” spawned by the Curse of Chaos also begin to silently gestate. They are a part of this world, challenges future beings must face, and also the driving force pushing this world to evolve forward.

The embodiment of Fire’s consciousness finally gazed over this perfect creation.

She knew the birth of this ”Dao Origin Realm” was only a beginning. It’s like a planted seed that needs eons to root, sprout, and grow.