jdhmnovel Chapter 821: The Beginning of Chaos (Dongxu Realm, Tianxu Chapter)
Chapter 821: The Beginning of Chaos (Dongxu Realm, Tianxu Chapter)
The morning mist over Guixu Fishing Village hadn't yet dissipated when the fragment of the Guixu Chapter in Yun Yao's arms suddenly burst into a dazzling golden light, like an ancient beast awakened. She stumbled back, the air rippled where her fingertips touched, like a boulder dropped into the water. Chu Mochen's urgent call echoed from afar, his voice muffled as if through a thick barrier.
"careful!"
Chu Mochen suddenly appeared beside her, his Hanyuan Sword slicing through the air, releasing a streak of icy blue sword energy. However, the moment this once-indestructible sword light touched the ripples in the air, it melted away like ice meeting boiling oil. Yun Yao's pupils constricted, and her consciousness surged out like a tide, only to discover with horror that the spiritual energy of the entire world was strangely distorting—the very spiritual energy that should have nourished all things was now being drawn by an invisible vortex, madly pouring into the cracks in the sky.
The crack stretched a hundred feet, pitch black, its edges tinged with eerie arcs of purple electricity. Yun Yao gazed at the chaotic energy surging within the crack, her soul trembling. It was a being beyond all cognition, devoid of light and darkness, order and rules, only pure destructive force. She subconsciously gripped the Jinghong Sword, but the blade trembled, as if in fear of this power.
"Is this... chaos?" Yun Yao's voice trembled uncontrollably. She had seen records of chaos in the fragments of the Taixu Ancient Palace—it was the nothingness before the creation of heaven and earth, the end of all order.
Chu Mochen's face was as solemn as iron, and a layer of fine frost appeared on the Hanyuan Sword: "The system said that the collapse of the way of heaven will cause chaos, but I didn't expect it to come so soon." Before he finished speaking, a teeth-grinding cracking sound came from the distant mountains. Under the erosion of the chaotic energy, the entire mountain collapsed like a sand castle encountering a tide and turned into nothingness.
The System Master's voice suddenly exploded in Yun Yao's sea of consciousness, with unprecedented urgency: "Host, be careful! The Pavilion Master's words are half true and half false. The collapse of the Heavenly Dao will indeed trigger chaos, but he wants to take the opportunity to devour the power of chaos and become the new Heavenly Dao! These cracks are the result of his deliberate guidance!"
Yun Yao's heart trembled, finally understanding why the Pavilion Master of Tianji Pavilion was so obsessed with the power of the Broken Chapter and Fairy Yunhua. To control chaos would mean commanding a power beyond the Way of Heaven, becoming a true master. She looked up at the crack, suddenly remembering the prophecy on the ancient temple's stone wall: "When the two chapters merge, chaos descends. Only the 'Tears of Yunhua' can restore the Way of Heaven."
"Chu Mochen, the ancient temple prophecy..." Yun Yao began, but was interrupted by a sudden, violent tremor. The ground cracked into deep, bottomless gullies, and the houses in the fishing village collapsed in the tremors. The villagers screamed in terror, and countless people were swallowed by the cracks, disappearing into the chaos.
"Save them first!" Chu Mochen's sword light surged, and the Hanyuan Sword transformed into an ice wall, temporarily blocking the spread of the cracks. Yun Yao also reacted quickly, activating the Chaos Dao Body, forcibly condensing the surrounding spiritual energy into a barrier to protect the villagers who were unable to escape.
At that moment, a familiar, sinister laugh echoed from the crack. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen looked up simultaneously, only to see the figure of the Tianji Pavilion Master slowly emerging from the crack. Twelve pairs of black wings sprouted from his back, each radiating the power of chaos. His face was twisted and hideous, his eyes gleaming with madness.
"Yunhua's reincarnation, Taichu Divine Lord, do you think you can stop me?" The Pavilion Master's voice seemed to come from the Nine Netherworlds. "The passage to the Three Thousand God Realms is about to open. A world without the constraints of Heaven's Way will only fall into eternal chaos. And I will be the master of this chaos!"
Yun Yao gripped the Jinghong Sword tightly, and the Chaos Dao Body circulated within her body to its full potential. "You are wrong! The Way of Heaven should not be a shackle that oppresses all living beings. The true Way of Heaven should be freedom and hope!"
The Pavilion Master laughed wildly, his laughter full of sarcasm: "Freedom and hope? Childish! Without the constraints of heaven, these ants will only fall into endless fighting and destruction! Look, this is the power of chaos!" He waved his hand, and a stream of chaotic energy turned into a giant python, pouncing towards Yun Yao.
Chu Mochen took the initiative and swung his sword, the Cold Abyss Sword colliding with the Chaos Python, unleashing an earth-shattering roar. However, the Cold Abyss Sword, eroded by the Chaos Force, began to crack. Seeing this, Yun Yao immediately unleashed her "Chaos Domain," attempting to transform the Chaos Force into her own energy.
At this moment, Yun Yao suddenly felt a strange and powerful force surge within her. She looked down and saw her blood radiating a rainbow of colors, as dazzling as a galaxy. The System Lord's shocked voice echoed again, "So that's it! The host is the incarnation of Yun Hua's tears! It was when the Primordial Divine Lord fused your spirit with your tears that reincarnation became possible! What you're feeling now is the power of the 'Tears of Vitality'!"
Yun Yao's mind suddenly became clear, finally understanding why she had a special sense of life force. She took a deep breath and channeled the power of the "Tears of Vitality" into the Jinghong Sword. The sword suddenly erupted with a dazzling light. Wherever this light touched, the land eroded by chaos began to sprout new green shoots. The villagers who had been devoured also emerged safe and sound in the light.
For the first time, the Pavilion Master's face showed panic: "Impossible! How could you control the power of Yun Hualei!" He waved his black wings frantically, and more chaotic energy poured out from the cracks, trying to drown Yun Yao and Chu Mochen.
Yet, Yun Yao revealed a confident smile. She and Chu Mochen exchanged a glance, their minds connected, and they simultaneously unleashed the Yin-Yang Sword Combination. The Jinghong Sword and the Hanyuan Sword collided in mid-air, transforming into a gigantic Yin-Yang fish, its body brimming with the opposing forces of chaos and vitality.
"Taixu Yin Yang Slash!"
With a loud shout from Yun Yao and Chu Mochen, the Yin-Yang Fish transformed into a brilliant beam of light, hurtling towards the Pavilion Master and the rift. The Pavilion Master, terrified, tried to dodge, only to find his movements restrained by an invisible force. The moment the light struck the rift, the entire sky was illuminated, and the chaotic energy roared with resentment before rapidly dissipating.
However, just when everyone thought the crisis was over, Yun Yao suddenly sensed an even more powerful force emanating from the depths of the rift. Looking up, she saw nine golden beams of light emerge from the crack, and twelve emissaries clad in divine robes descended from the air. The leading emissary, the Golden Palace, had a cold gaze, and exuded a suffocating pressure—a power beyond the Void Realm, even surpassing the Great Perfection Realm!
"You ants from the lower realm, how dare you rebel against the laws of heaven? Your very existence is a sin." The voice of the Golden Palace Messenger was like a judgment. "Now, hand over the Yunhua Tears and the fragments, and perhaps you can leave your body intact."
Yun Yao gripped the Jinghong Sword tightly, her Chaos Dao Body actually trembling slightly under the pressure. She knew the real challenge had just begun. But looking at Chu Mochen beside her, and at the villagers who trusted her, her eyes gradually became firm.
"If you want Yunhua Lei and Canzhang, you have to get past us first!" Yun Yao's voice resounded through the sky, and the light on the Jinghong Sword became more and more dazzling.
Chu Mochen stood beside her. The cracks on the Hanyuan Sword glowed even brighter under the stimulation of the power of chaos. "Come on! Even if it's a messenger from the God Realm, we will never retreat!"
In the sky, the energy of chaos intertwines with the might of the gods. A war that could overturn the divine realm and the lower realm is about to begin. And in this war, Yun Yao and Chu Mochen will write their own legends.