Baby with Daoist Monarch System

”Use your flesh and blood to bear it. Use your will to ignite it.”

”Perhaps... you can finish the path he never completed.”

With these words, the colossal Starlight Giant began to fade, transforming into specks of starlight, gently scattering and once again merging into the sea of chaotic energy.

Only a wistful sigh lingered, echoing in Xu Ran’s ears.

”Be careful... of the ’Matrix’... ’Zero Protocol’...”

Xu Ran stood silently in place, speechless for a long time.

In his heart, there was no anger, no reluctance, only an extreme calmness.

The truth often hurts more than the cruelest lie.

He slowly walked toward the ”Coffin of Funeral Dao”.

When his hand touched the cold, rough surface of the stone coffin.

Boom——!!!

An indescribable torrent of will forcefully surged into his mind!

It was not memory, not information, but a pure, unadulterated... ”battle spirit”!

A determination to swing a blade towards higher dimensions, even at the cost of shattering into pieces! A madness to pursue the impossible, even if thousands stand against it!

Xu Ran saw a blurry figure.

That figure stood alone, facing an incomprehensible ”High-dimensional Matrix” composed of countless data torrents. He swung his fists, and with each strike, the entire matrix quivered. His Dao was dominant, pure, filled with destruction and rebirth.

Ultimately, he exhausted his strength, pierced by countless chains of causality, engulfed by obliterating code.

But in the last moment before he was completely ”erased”, he turned around, seemingly crossing aeons and space, locking eyes with Xu Ran.

He mouthed two silent words.

”Survive...”

The next moment, the ”Coffin of Funeral Dao” emitted a crisp ”crack”, splitting down the middle.

A drop of golden ”blood”, seemingly frozen in time, slowly floated out of the gap.

Just this drop of blood made the surrounding chaotic energy submit, causing the gravitational pull of the supermassive black hole, capable of devouring everything, to stall for a brief moment!

It was... the origin blood of the first ”Wall Breaker”!

Xu Ran reached out, and the drop of golden blood, as if guided, gently landed on his palm.

There was no earth-shattering energy explosion, no resonance of laws.

The drop of blood silently merged into his body.

At that moment, Xu Ran’s ”Divine Remains Body”, the alien Dao Principles within him that belonged to the ”Purifier”, began to dissolve and purify rapidly as if meeting its nemesis.

Meanwhile, his origin, the ancient power belonging to ”Desolation”, began to awaken at an unprecedented speed under the guidance of the golden blood!

His flesh, under the golden light, was becoming plump and crystalline at a visible pace, bursting with explosive power. Every inch of skin, every cell, seemed to transform into a miniature cosmos, breathing, evolving!

The process of reshaping the Sacred Body’s flesh began in a way he never imagined!

Yet, at this very moment.

The entire dying universe shuddered violently.

Whether it was in the land of Gui Xu or at the far edges of the star sea, whether struggling living beings or numb ”Ruins Beasts”, all felt a deep-seated... fear!

The boundaries of the universe, that gray-white region being eroded by ”Doomsday Dust”, suddenly ceased its spreading.

Replaced by an absolute, pure ”nothingness”, collapsing inward from beyond the universe at a speed billions of times faster!

It was as if an invisible hand wanted to crush this entire ”petri dish” along with everything inside!

The cold, lofty ”High-dimensional Matrix”, upon sensing the reappearance of the ”Wall Breaker’s Blood”, upon sensing the fusion of the ”Seed” with the ”Inheritance”, finally lost all patience.

It no longer needed to ”harvest”, no longer needed the ”Fruit of Dao Source”.

Its sole aim now was to erase this uncontrollable ”variable” at any cost!

”Zero Protocol... activate.”

An emotionless voice echoed across every corner of the universe, every dimension, every living being’s mind.

The sky darkened.

Not the darkness of light being devoured, but a conceptual darkness.

The entire universe was being erased from the list of ”existence”.

Zeroing had begun.

It wasn’t the disappearance of light, nor the exhaustion of energy. It was a more fundamental, more terrifying ”separation”.

The concept of ”light” itself was being erased from the fundamental laws of this universe. Thus, all stars, all burning Dao fires lost their capacity to ”illuminate”, still burning, yet unable to light the slightest sliver of darkness anymore.

The definition of ”distance” was being deleted. Thus, the edges of distant galaxies and the core of collapsing nebulae were forcibly brought to the same coordinate point in ”logic”. Time and space lost their scale, rendered meaningless, like a piece of waste paper crumpled into a ball.

The phenomenon of ”life” was being negated. In countless star domains, those struggling living beings, regardless of their level of cultivation or form, their flames of life did not extinguish but were hollowed out from the root of their ”existence”. Their bodies did not decay, their divine souls did not dissipate, they simply froze, becoming lifelike sculptures bereft forever of the attribute of ”life”.

This was the ”Zero Protocol”.

Not destruction, but eradication. Like a programmer deleting an entire partition on a hard drive, data, format, and even traces of existence all reduced to pure ”nothingness”.

This Gengchen Cosmos was being ”uninstalled” in an incomprehensible, irresistible manner.

Before the cracked Coffin of Funeral Dao at the core of the collapsing nebula, Xu Ran stood quietly. The golden blood within him was reshaping everything in an overwhelmingly domineering manner.

The alien Dao Principles belonging to the ”Purifier” within the Divine Remains Body had no chance to struggle, crushed into dust by the overwhelming ”wall-breaking” will contained in the golden blood, then swallowed by the Origin Power of ”Desolation”, becoming the purest nourishment.

This was a fundamental overwhelming.

If the ”Purifier’s” Dao was the ”editing” and ”formatting” by higher dimensions upon lower dimensions, then the will contained in this golden blood was the first blade of rebellion swung by lower-dimensional life against the high-dimensional world! Perhaps it wasn’t strong enough, but its ”stature”, its ”meaning”, was enough to stand against the will of the ”Matrix”!

Xu Ran’s Dao bones were being remade, every fractured part filled with golden divine radiance, imprinted with new runes filled with rebellion and defiance. His flesh was regenerating, no longer an icy aggregation of Dao Principles but full of warmth and vitality, as if every cell was breathing, shouting.

His origin was rapidly recovering, even... surpassing his past self!

The ancient power of ”Desolation” and the unyielding will of the ”Wall Breaker” began to resonate and fuse in this cosmic funeral.

Xu Ran’s consciousness was clearer than ever. He could ”see” the intricate web of the universe’s laws being unraveled strand by strand. He could ”hear” the silent agony of all things before their existence was erased.

He lacked anger, lacked fear. When the truth was revealed in its most brutal form, when despair transformed into a tangible deluge, all that remained in his heart was an icebound wasteland of deathly silence.