Chapter 276: The Impression of Opening Heaven

Outside the Great Peacock Ming King Palace.

The Demon Chapter King wore a solemn expression, lifted his foot, and slowly placed it on the first step leading to the palace gate.

Mu Xu and Hua Guang were equally solemn, looking at the Demon Chapter King with a hint of hope and a touch of apprehension.

For members of the Twelve Ancestral Clans of Triple Link City, the Great Peacock Ming King Palace held an exceptionally special status.

They had grown up amidst countless legends about this palace.

Legend said the palace concealed the mysteries of heaven, earth, and the universe.

Legend said the palace contained a transcendent method to become a sage.

Legend said the palace could overturn the cosmos and seize the creation of heaven and earth.

There were many, many more legends.

The most outrageous legend claimed that when Triple Link City faced dire straits, anyone who entered the Great Peacock Ming King Palace and received the legacy of the first Great Peacock Ming King could become a god or sage, even if they were a vegetative person.

As members of the Bodhi Clan and the Udumbara Clan, Mu Xu and Hua Guang, even if they had the chance to enter the Triple Link Realm, were not qualified to set foot in the Great Peacock Ming King Palace.

This was an exclusive right of the Great Peacock King Clan.

But today, the Demon Chapter King allowed them to enter together. This made Mu Xu and Hua Guang unable to stay calm, solemn, or untroubled.

Wu Tie watched as the Demon Chapter King's foot lightly landed on the stone step.

Then the Demon Chapter King's body stiffened there.

His eyes became hollow and dazed, his body twitched slightly, and his facial expression changed instantly—sometimes smiling, sometimes angry, sometimes ferociously twisted, sometimes tender.

Lao Tie's voice sounded in Wu Tie's ear: "Little Tie, you're just too honest… why bother telling them the truth? The Demon Chapter King is a generous little fellow, but that green-haired girl obviously has her eye on you."

Wu Tie gave a faint smile.

Mu Xu has taken a liking to me? So what?

Frankly telling the Demon Chapter King, the heart-transmission seed left by the ancestors of Triple Link City had come into my possession.

This matter had weighed on Wu Tie's mind for a long time; if it were an enemy's thing, taking it would be fine, but the Demon Chapter King is not an enemy—he is a friend.

So, having spoken openly, Wu Tie felt light, at ease, clear, and free of any burden.

A real man should act with such brightness and candor; as for whether Mu Xu bears a grudge against me, or whether she will later use some means to make things difficult for me… Wu Tie could snap the tail of her man, the Great Serpent Yi, and likewise break the claws she extends.

However, since I ultimately took something that originally belonged to Triple Link City, Wu Tie was calculating whether he had anything to compensate them with.

In this damned world, Triple Link City lacks neither gold and silver jewels, nor cultivation resources, nor food and water—so what could compensate them?

Only knowledge.

Knowledge is the most precious wealth in this world, and knowledge together with wisdom is the greatest power.

Based on Triple Link City's foundation, Wu Tie believed the Demon Chapter King could make good use of this knowledge and maximize its power.

Wu Tie smiled, nodded to Mu Xu, then, imitating the Demon Chapter King, carefully lifted a foot and slowly placed it on the first step.

A low, deep sigh sounded in his ear.

Long, ancient, as if penetrating a dust‑sealed chamber from countless years ago, the faint sigh of ancient spirits echoed in his ear.

Gooseflesh rose all over Wu Tie's body; he widened his eyes, only to realize he was no longer before the palace.

He found himself in an endless darkness, the pressure all around immense, the temperature extremely high.

Chaotic torrents, like well‑fed giant pythons, lazily drifted nearby, slow and sluggish. Invisible to the naked eye, yet Wu Tie could sense their presence.

Vast and majestic, they held boundless energy and boundless peril.

The thickness of each torrent—ordinary units of distance could no longer describe them—suddenly a term flashed in Wu Tie's mind: 'light‑year'.

Their thickness was at least measured in light‑years.

Not just one or two, three or five light‑years, but at least hundreds, thousands, or tens of thousands of light‑years.

With such a diameter, what of their length?

This is a terrifying existence beyond the limits of normal human perception; before these fearsome, slow‑creeping chaotic torrents, Wu Tie was not even worthy of being called an ant.

Boundless fear surged forth.

Fear flooded Wu Tie's soul like a tide.

Eternal darkness, all around desolate; only these arrangements, stacked high and low without distinction of direction, without beginning or end, unaware of the cycle of life and death, constituted the chaotic existence.

Nameless fear rose from the depths of the soul, from the lowest layer of the bone marrow, from the blood‑line memory of every cell…

Or, put in the terms of Lao Tie's inherited knowledge system, boundless fear welled up from the genes of each cell.

This is the memory of ancestors, this is the fear originating from the bloodline.

Wu Tie trembled all over.

At this moment he had no 'body'; the 'all‑over' trembling Wu Tie could not perceive his own body.

This was the soul's shudder.

Fear came in waves; Wu Tie opened his mouth to shout, but he lacked the strength to speak or roar. All his actions were futile, as the boundless dark chaos swallowed everything and took control.

All returned to 'nothing' and 'chaos'.

All notions of 'being' and 'existence' were erased.

Even these chaotic torrents themselves were 'nothing' and 'chaos'.

They sometimes existed, sometimes ceased.

Sometimes they collided and rubbed against each other, yet silently produced no movement, no change; everything continued in turbid confusion, with no alteration perceptible to Wu Tie.

How long he remained in that darkness was unknown.

Was it ten thousand years or a hundred million years?

In the boundless fear, Wu Tie's body—or rather his soul—passively recorded the trajectories of those chaotic torrents.

To call it a trajectory is not accurate.

It was merely the faint traces, the signs left by their turning in the void.

Some primitive, chaotic, vague, indescribable traces.

Ten billion years or a hundred billion years?

Wu Tie faintly felt that when these chaotic torrents rubbed and collided, the changes in their motion trajectories were quite interesting.

Because of 'chaos', there ultimately is 'change'.

Although no concepts of 'being' and 'existence' arose, 'change' itself is a kind of 'existence'.

'Existence', 'change' — this region of dark void is not an absolute pure 'nothing'.

Wu Tie has grown accustomed to the fear in his heart.

Fear has already evolved into reverence for heaven, earth, and nature.

And this reverence lets him settle his mind more deeply to remember this 'existence' of 'change'.

Trillion years or septillion years?

Who knows how long it has been?

Just on Wu Tie's body, or rather his soul, there had already appeared a hint of this dark void's chaotic, primordial aura when, in the far reaches of the void, at a place whose distance from Wu Tie is unknown, light appeared.

A streak of light like a meteor wildly bounced and refracted in the void, its speed astonishingly fast, or rather, the speed of this meteor-like light has already surpassed the normal person's definition of speed.

In this region of chaotic, dark void, everything is 'nothing', everything is 'chaos'.

Therefore, the concept of 'distance' actually does not exist either.

If one insists on defining it, the 'distance' that this meteor-like light traverses in a finger-snap amid the boundless darkness is roughly equivalent to hundreds of millions, tens of billions, or hundreds of billions of continents the size of the Nüwa Ancestral Land.

In an instant, he skimmed past the edges of dozens, hundreds, or thousands of chaotic torrents.

Mighty as a rushing thunder, it carried a terrifying, fierce aura as if it wanted to annihilate all things.

Wu Tie strained to widen his eyes.

Thus he saw a strange existence within the flowing light.

It was a……strangely weird beast, with a plump body and plump head, its face lacking features, only a few shapeless puffs of air slowly swirling.

Or rather, this beast has no definite form to speak of.

It is merely a mass of chaotic, primordial airflow that, under some power's aid, barely evolved into a plump shape.

Wu Tie's heart suddenly stirred with a throb.

His blood trembled, and he inexplicably knew the beast's name.

'Chaos'!

This beast is the legendary 'Chaos'!

Wu Tie suddenly laughed; in Three Linked City, the Grey Master had read in many classics that 'Chaos' was classified as a class of ferocious beasts like the Ignorance Beast.

But having seen 'Chaos' with his own eyes, Wu Tie could immediately be certain that 'Chaos' is absolutely an existence surpassing all divine beasts.

When the 'Chaos' beast exists, what Ignorance Beast, what Gluttony Beast, what Grudge Beast, and other divine beasts and ferocious beasts have not even a shadow.

From afar, the Chaos's volume is immense.

Its magnitude cannot be described; in this dark void, you also cannot precisely define the concepts of length, width, and height.

But Wu Tie has a feeling that this Chaos's volume is at least on the scale of these nearby chaotic torrents, meaning its volume must at least be measured in light-years. However, the exact length, width, and height of the Chaos cannot be determined.

On the back of such a huge Chaos beast lies a giant covered in scars all over.

The Chaos beast is already so enormous, yet the giant's physique is even more robust by a notch.

The Chaos beast carries this so huge a giant, wildly bouncing and refracting in the boundless dark void, as if evading some unknown danger.

Wu Tie doesn't know what he is dodging, but instinctively, a hint of insight from his bloodline lets Wu Tie unconsciously clench his fists, silently cheering for the Chaos beast.

Come on, run, hurry up and run.

Behind the Chaos beast, a vast expanse of dark void suddenly lit up with various lights.

Patches of light spots appeared in the extremely distant void.

Wu Tie strained to look, but could not make out what those light spots, slowly rotating like whirlpools, actually were, what they looked like, or what existed inside them.

Merely as those light spots just appeared, Wu Tie felt from his bones, from the origin of his bloodline, from his soul's instinct, an endless hatred toward those light spots.

Wu Tie opened his mouth and, with a hoarse, exhausted effort, emitted a full-strength silent roar toward those light spots.

'Kill'!

All emotions, all power, turned solely into a pure 'Kill'!

Those light spots, the power they represent, or rather the creatures existing within those light spots, are mortal enemies!

Mortal enemy!

Mortal enemy!

Mortal enemy!

Mortal enemies who cannot coexist under the same sky!

Wu Tie's body trembled slightly, his whole body turned scorching, he let out a low growl, and deep in his bloodline, some strange power was awakened.

The heart-transmission seeds left by the ancestors of the Thirteen Groups of Three Linked City were rapidly burning, releasing strands of strange power that merged into Wu Tie's flesh and soul.

These powers were like lamp oil, driving Wu Tie's soul power to rapidly transform.

And a more direct transformation influence came from Wu Tie's entire skeleton.

Before the Great Peacock Ming King Palace, everyone stepped onto the first stone step, and everyone fell into a rigid state identical to that of Wu Tie and the Demon Chapter King.

From Wu Tie's wristband, the divine weapons forged from the Taotie bones scavenged from the Taotie diagram flew out on their own; these weapons shattered, and strands of radiant light continually poured into Wu Tie's body. Wu Tie's entire skeleton emitted dim flames, quietly tempering his body, and moreover, strands of flame silently entered his mind, merging into his soul.

Others were immersed in some ineffable realm, their expressions slightly changing, but only Wu Tie's expression changed most ferociously.

He slowly opened his mouth, making the motion of a hoarse, exhausted shout to kill.

In the boundless dark, those light spots flickered violently.

Invisible, an attack that Wu Tie could not even detect instantly crossed an unknown vast distance, spanning the void to land on the Chaos beast and that giant.

On the giant's body, covered in scale-like wounds, new wounds that cut deep to the bone kept appearing one after another.

Sharp marks kept rising on the chaos beast's body, and its volume was gradually shrinking.

Wu Tie strained to look, but he still couldn't see what means those spots of light used, what power they employed to attack the giant and the chaos beast.

The chaos beast continued to run wildly, sprinting with all its might.

His speed kept increasing, but the frequency of the attacks they received kept increasing as well, and the force of the attacks kept growing.

Suddenly, a huge wound split open in the giant's waist.

This blow almost cut the giant entirely in half.

The giant suddenly opened its eyes.

Wu Tie's whole body stiffened, his flesh and soul completely rigid.

The giant's eyes rose like two suns and moons, and in this dark void, an indescribable charm suddenly arose.

From nothing to being, from chaos to order, from stillness to change……

Because the giant opened its eyes, this dark space became lively and interesting, as if a hundred flowers bloomed, as if spring returned to the earth, as if all existence gained a foundation.

The giant seemed to glance at Wu Tie, and then a huge disc of light slowly rose above his head.

That disc was so huge it defied description……

Under that enormous disc, the giant and the chaos beast were like two tiny insects standing on a huge umbrella; the disc was indeed that huge.

Strands of chaotic torrent revealed their 'form'!

From formless and traceless to possessing a 'form', this itself was a great creation for this eternally lightless, eternally silent dark void.

Wu Tie stared blankly at the disc.

The disc was entirely like beautiful jade, covered with countless mysterious patterns, encompassing everything, lacking nothing.

Wu Tie merely glanced at it, and felt an endless profusion of mysteries surge into his soul, almost bursting him apart.

Creation!

Wu Tie likewise suddenly knew the name of this jade disc.

The giant rose to its feet, he lifted a huge axe whose shadow constantly twisted and changed, as if it had no substance, and brought it down heavily on the Creation Jade Butterfly.

The jade disc, the giant, and together with the chaos beast all exploded at once.

The entire dark void exploded at once.