Chapter 164: Adventure Integration, Turning the Cosmos!

Yao suddenly opened her eyes, and those beautiful eyes that had been gentle as water burst with dazzling light.

I'm going all out!

She bared her silver teeth, and the Dao Rhythm of the Illusory Dream Path, already enormously draining, poured out without reservation at this moment.

The Dao Rhythm transformed into a brilliant multicolored rainbow, actively breaking through the black‑gold shield Sun Wukong had set for her,

and without hesitation merged into the Element Sea that could tear everything apart.

Buzz—

The instant she merged with the Element Sea, Yao's body suddenly became illusory.

Her form was like a bubble of light and shadow, as if it could vanish completely at any moment.

A massive pressure surged from all directions, crazily pressing in,

it was the Primordial Force of the entire World Embryo, the crushing of countless Furious Laws.

Yao's complexion instantly drained of color, yet her gaze remained steadfast.

This sudden scene caused Sun Wukong, who was about to start that earth‑shaking gamble, and Ji to both, without coordination, halt their actions.

Two gazes representing the Supreme Chaotic Being,

flashed simultaneously toward the tiny figure that was battling the entire world.

This girl…

A flash of astonishment crossed Sun Wukong's eyes; he hadn't expected the Yao who had been so cautious all along to have such daring.

His hand gripping the Golden Cudgel tightened unconsciously by half.

On the other side, Ji's eyes, composed of pure darkness, showed a genuine hint of doubt for the first time.

In his calculations, Yao was merely a negligible weak variable, a spectator of this gamble.

He hadn't anticipated that this variable would voluntarily jump onto the board, attempting to alter the whole game's direction.

A meaningless struggle.

Ji's voice was flat, as if pronouncing an established fact.

Sun Wukong glanced at him, said nothing, and his gaze returned to Yao, carrying a hint of inquiry.

At this moment, Yao, standing at the storm's center, could no longer bother to heed those two gazes capable of crushing the heavens.

She endured the immense pain of her Divine Soul being torn, immersing her entire mind in her Illusory Dream Path.

She began to "imagine," to "depict," to bring for this chaotic world of only conflict and destruction,

infusing a thread of order called "Harmony" and "Balance."

In her imagination, the wildly raging, colliding flames were no longer a symbol of destruction,

【9】 but gradually subdued their fury, unfurling burning petals that ultimately coalesced into a quietly blooming massive fire lotus.

Instead, it gradually restrained its fury, unfurled sheet after sheet of burning petals, and finally condensed into a quiet blossoming giant fire lotus.

The black lightning that tore the void, representing ultimate destruction, no longer blindly ravaged,

but transformed into a winding River of Thunder, flowing silently within the Chaos Realm.

That Endless Darkness capable of devouring all light, in her Illusory Dream, no longer symbolized cold death,

but became a profound night sky, dotted with brilliant stars formed by the Law of Light.

Even the omnipresent aura of "Silent Extinction," representing an end, she imagined as soil nurturing new life.

Yao's Illusory Dream Path was like an invisible brush,

currently using the entire World Embryo as a canvas, rearranging those originally violent, chaotic, mutually hostile Primordial Laws,

in a near‑boundless manner, recombining them to grant brand‑new forms and "meaning."

Heh…

Sun Wukong watched the scene, an involuntary playful curl forming at the corner of his mouth.

He understood, fully understood what Yao intended to do.

This girl wasn't confronting nor conquering; she was "deceiving."

She was using her boundless imagination to "deceive" this World Embryo that had not yet birthed self‑awareness.

Making it believe fire can be a lotus, thunder can be a long river,

light and darkness need not be a battle to the death; they can coexist, becoming a beautiful starry sky.

It is a supreme method of defining "rules" from the root, crude and childish yet directly targeting the core of the Dao.

While Sun Wukong felt admiration, Ji's gaze grew increasingly puzzled.

His Silent Extinction Path was the ultimate rationality, cold logic,

to him, all things had only one final outcome: "the End."

Thus he could not at all comprehend everything Yao was doing.

Flame is flame; its purpose is to burn,

why turn it into a useless lotus?

What is the purpose of this illogical, meaningless "creation"?

This is... an error.

Ji's silhouette showed a slight fluctuation for the first time,

indicating its core logic was being hit by an unprecedented shock.

While the thoughts of these two Supreme Existences diverged,

Yao's body trembled violently amid the immense pain.

A strand of golden Divine Blood seeped from her mouth; with her current Dao Level,

forcing a harmony upon the World Embryo's Furious Laws was simply too much.

Her Divine Soul was on the brink of collapse.

But her will became unprecedentedly firm at this moment.

She had a strong premonition that as long as she could endure,

Her Illusory Dream Great Dao would undergo an unimaginable transformation.

She was no longer the minor role that could only weave false Dream Realm,

but rather a true Patch Heaven person who possessed the ability to create a Dreamlike World.

"Hold on……"

Yao bit the tip of her tongue, and the intense pain restored a trace of clarity to her confused mind.

Just then, it seemed as if to respond to her perseverance,

This World Embryo, which had originally been full of rejection and hostility toward her, actually began to gradually accept her existence.

The lotus formed from the flame law,

No longer struggling to turn back into a violent sea of fire, it quietly unfurled its petals.

The River of Thunder began to truly flow smoothly along the trajectory she had envisioned.

Strands of the purest primal world power, like a flood that had found an outlet,

They began to actively gather toward her Dao Rhythm, which was about to collapse.

These forces were no longer violent; instead, they carried a nascent gentleness, repairing the cracks on her Divine Soul.

This was a feedback of power from the newborn world.

It recognized her "Dream".