Chapter 165: Color is born, life sprouts!

That force, originating from the most primordial source of the World Embryo, fed back,

Like a gentle heavenly river breaking its banks, it surged wildly into Yao's Divine Soul, which was about to dry up.

The extreme pain that had been torn to its limit,

was being repaired at an unimaginable speed,

and even became tougher and more substantial than before.

This was not a simple energy replenishment.

This was the "Recognition" from a newborn world.

It recognized Yao's "Dream" and chose her as the "Medium" for its own birth.

Hum—

A faint vibration, almost non-existent, sounded from the very center of the Element Sea.

This sound seemed like the first heartbeat of this Chaotic World.

Immediately after, a miracle occurred.

The giant lotus condensed from the violent fire law,

the edges of its petals were no longer pure energy flames, but were stained with a layer of fierce, vivid crimson.

The winding river formed from destructive thunder,

its water was no longer blinding electric light, but had settled into a deep, tranquil azure.

The night sky woven from endless darkness and specks of light,

the darkness became purer, the stars more brilliant, and between black and white a clear boundary appeared for the first time.

Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, violet…

Countless "Colors" that had never appeared in this Chaos before,

like an overturned paint palette, they were flung wildly across the canvas named "World".

The once monotonous world of mere energy clashes now possessed "Beauty" at this moment.

Sun Wukong's Fiery Golden Eyes, accustomed to the storms of the Three Realms and the birth and death of Chaos, also widened slightly.

He watched the surging elements; they remained powerful, still holding the power to destroy heaven and earth.

But they were no longer mere destroyers.

They were endowed with Color, endowed with form, as if… they had gained a Soul.

"This…"

His Adam's apple rolled as he uttered a "This,"

yet he found he could find no words to describe the sight before him.

On the other side, Ji's outline, formed of pure darkness, exhibited a violent fluctuation never seen before.

"An evolution beyond logic."

"A meaningless accumulation."

"Error."

His voice remained icy, yet for the first time it carried a hint of incomprehensible chaos.

In his understanding of the Great Dao, all things should head toward the simplest, purest "Nothing".

Color, form—these are unnecessary impurities, burdens on the road to ending.

Yet now, this world is wildly evolving in the exact opposite direction of his Dao.

Yao was oblivious to everything outside.

Her mind and spirit had completely merged with the entire World Embryo.

She felt she was that fire lotus, that Thunder River, that starry sky.

A thought arose naturally in her heart.

Merely having Color seemed not enough.

Something was still missing…

Yes, it lacked "Vitality".

Thus, she "thought" of Vitality.

The next moment, in this void space formed of energy and law,

on that Black Land just "Illusioned" into being, precipitated from dark law,

a faint emerald green, barely visible, struggled yet firmly broke through the soil.

It was a sprout.

A truly living sprout!

It was not formed of any law, nor an aggregation of energy.

It was the first "Life" born of this world!

The appearance of this green struck like a silent hammer, heavily hitting the hearts of Sun Wukong and Ji.

Sun Wukong stepped forward violently, his eyes filled with incredulous shock.

Creation!

This was not the Master's "Creation" of Words Follow Law, forcibly twisting causality with the Supreme Dao.

This was a gentler, more inconceivable… "Birth"!

Like a seed sprouting, a flower blooming, it is a natural process of going from nothing to being, in accordance with heaven and earth!

And Ji's bodily contour shrank inward sharply at the moment the sprout appeared.

If the emergence of Color left him "Perplexed".

Thus the birth of life gives him a "Negation" that stems from the very foundation of the Great Dao!

His Dao is the termination of all things.

Yet before us, a world that should have headed toward its end instead gave birth to a "Beginning"!

The emergence of this tender sprout seems merely a signal.

Immediately after, the second, the third, hundreds and thousands of sprouts wildly burst from the black earth.

They grow at a speed visible to the naked eye, sprout leaves, and finally bloom the first flower.

It is a very small, white flower.

It quietly opens on the black earth, surrounded by a raging torrent of laws, with a brilliant starry sky overhead.

Petite, yet real.

Fragile, yet tenacious.

As if proclaiming the existence of "Life" to this newly born world.

With the appearance of life, the evolution of this world suddenly accelerates.

The black land begins to rise, forming continuous mountain ranges.

The deep‑blue Thunder River washes through, forming winding river channels.

The sky is no longer pure darkness, but is veiled by a faint azure.

Mountains, rivers, sky, earth…

The embryonic shape of a world forms within a brief moment!

At that moment, among the harmonized elements, some strange lives also begin to emerge.

A fist‑sized ball of flame leaps out from a fire lotus,

curiously blinking the "eyes" formed by two glints of light, drifting through the air.

A palm‑long blue electric serpent jumps out of the Thunder River, playfully weaving among the rocks.

These tiny elemental sprites are the world's first born "Intelligent Lifeforms".

They possess no complex thoughts, only the purest curiosity toward this brand‑new world.

Seeing these scenes, Silence fell silent.

Sun Wukong also fell silent.

They originally had that earth‑shaking gamble concerning the survival of the Great Dao,

but before this vibrant creation scroll, it appears so… laughable.

They contested who would "Define" this world.

But Yao let the world itself "choose" what it should become.

Boom!

A force of World Primordial Power a thousand‑fold stronger than before,

burst violently from the formed world's core, like a golden pillar of Heaven, instantly pouring into Yao's body.

Yao's body jolted sharply, and that previously illusory figure, under the wash of the golden light column, rapidly solidified.

Her Illusory Dream Dao, at the moment it resonated with the entire Universe's Primordial Source, began a frenzied metamorphosis!

Her power, in an incomprehensibly rapid manner, skyrockets!

She feels a "gift" from the Universe.

It is a supreme authority, the ultimate Recognition of "Creation" and "Harmony".

She understood.

From this moment, her Dream is no longer a false illusion.

Her Dream can become a real "World"!

Feeling the new power roaring within, Yao slowly opened her eyes.

She rose, facing Sun Wukong's direction, revealing a slightly weary yet dazzling smile.

Sun Wukong looked at her, at the vibrant new world behind her, his eyes filled with indescribable shock.

This little girl he always kept behind, whom he thought was just a dead weight,

yet actually, with her own power alone, filled a piece of sky onto this unsolvable deadlock!

However, at that moment,

The ever‑silent "Silence" slowly raised his hand made of pure darkness.

His target is neither Sun Wukong nor Yao.

But this newly born, exceedingly fragile newborn world!

"The gamble has been tainted by an Error."

"Since that is so…"

"Then erase the gambling table and the Error together."

A cold, emotionless voice echoed through the void.

A force of Silence Extinction Power far more terrifying and pure than before crazily coalesces in his palm!

He intends… to destroy this world!