Chapter 1079 I swear by this horn that I will obey your command.
Chapter 1079 I swear by this horn that I will obey your command.
Kuiyan watched him quietly.
Then he nodded.
"Yes. There's one more trick."
It raised its claws, claws pierced by chains and dripping with demonic blood.
On the single horn between its eyebrows, a tiny, dark purple flame slowly began to burn.
The flame was only the size of a fingernail.
But the moment it appeared, the entire eighth floor began to melt.
The dark red sky transformed into a torrential downpour of lava, the scorched earth turned to nothingness, and space resembled a piece of paper licked by flames, its edges curled, charred, and turned to ash.
That wasn't ordinary demonic flame.
That was the natal demonic fire that condensed all of Kuiyan's origin, all of his Dao foundation, and all of his cultivation!
The final blow from the ancient demon!
Once this attack is unleashed, regardless of victory or defeat, the caster will suffer an irreversible backlash!
At best, one will fall down a major realm; at worst, one's foundation will shatter and one will never be reborn!
"You ask who I am?"
Kuiyan looked at the demonic fire dancing at his fingertips, and his voice suddenly became very soft.
"I am Kuiyan."
"Devouring to all races, running rampant without restraint, his life is one of destruction."
"After 30,000 years of imprisonment, his sharpness has long been worn away, and the remaining essence is negligible."
It chuckled self-deprecatingly.
The look in his eyes as he gazed at Zhang Yuan suddenly turned serious:
"You showed me something different."
The demonic fire suddenly surged up, engulfing its entire right claw.
The flames were clearly burning its own flesh and blood, yet it remained expressionless.
"You carry the ties of your hometown, but also the seeds of innovation within you."
"It is both a remembrance and a creation."
"If people like this don't even deserve a glimmer of hope—"
Who else is worthy?
Its right fist, carrying the innate demonic fire that had burned for thirty thousand years, slammed down!
"So take this move from me, using your own principles, not the other way around!"
You will transcend destruction!
Zhang Yuan held the command in both hands, his left hand transforming into the Starry Sky Immortal, his right hand condensing the Chaos Immortal, and the Sword Intent of Immortal Slaughtering between his brows soaring into the sky.
He no longer tried to force them together, because their fusion should never have been a brute-force merger in the first place.
He made his will a bridge, allowing the two forces to understand each other in confrontation and to embrace each other in tearing apart.
Stars and chaos, order and disorder, construction and destruction.
They are essentially two ends of a cycle, like yin and yang, like birth and death, like the breath of all things.
His path is to create new life through destruction, to break shackles with power, and to pave the way home with starlight!
At the very instant the demonic fire engulfed his body, only one thought remained in Zhang Yuan's mind:
For those I want to protect, for the home I can return to, and for the shared future of the Qin Dynasty and the Primordial World.
"Chaos Forge—"
Zhang Yuan roared, and a blazing gray-white light emanated from his body, as deep and boundless as the ocean.
He transformed himself into the core that encompasses all things.
He forcibly incorporated into his body all the conflicting and opposing forces: the sharpness of Zhuxian, the killing intent of Juexian, the binding power of Xianxian, the devouring power of Chaos, and the order of Xinggang.
Using the "Great Qin Origin Dao Scripture" as a furnace and their own will as fire, they began an unprecedented fusion on the most dangerous and powerful battlefield of the body!
The Zhenyue Token in his hand began to transform!
The ancient patterns on his body were covered with brand new Dao patterns.
These Dao patterns have bold lines, yet their aura is extremely grand.
Within the Dao patterns, the starlight of the Great Qin Heavenly Dao intertwined with the chaos of the Primordial Heavenly Dao, forming a net.
The power of order and the power of devouring are both opposing and interdependent. Ultimately, they coalesce into an unprecedented new law!
"boom----!!!"
The fist energy carrying the innate demonic fire collided with the Zhenyue Decree, which carried new laws!
The light that burst forth in that instant was a million times more dazzling than any before!
No one could open their eyes; no one could see what was happening.
From within the deafening torrent of energy, a clear sound could be heard—
"Click".
On the scales of Kuiyan's right arm, a wisp of silver and gray light spread rapidly like a vine, climbing up its right claw, past its wrist, and up its forearm.
Wherever it went, the dark purple magic patterns on the black scales were not erased or purified, but were rewoven!
The laws of destruction were not destroyed, but rather channeled and accommodated anew!
For the first time in the 30,000 years since the Kuiyan was imprisoned, the violent and chaotic power within it began to flow in a regular pattern!
Kuiyan trembled violently.
It lowered its head, staring blankly at the newly woven magic patterns on its right arm.
Looking at the annihilating power that had been surging within him for 30,000 years, for the first time it stopped tearing itself apart, but instead, like a tamed river, found its own course.
Is this—guidance? Inclusivity? Or restructuring?
Kuiyan's voice trembled. The vicissitudes and cruelty of thirty thousand years vanished at this moment, leaving only disbelief and a sense of unprecedented liberation.
At this moment, it finally understood Zhang Yuan's true purpose.
He doesn't want to defeat it.
He wants to address the root cause and free it from the cage of self-devouring.
"You..." Kuiyan spoke with difficulty, as if a scalding stone was stuck in his throat, "What exactly is your Dao?"
The light emanating from Zhang Yuan slowly faded.
He was covered in wounds and could barely stand. His arms were a bloody mess, his whole body was covered in blood, and his vital energy was almost completely depleted.
But he had a smile on his face.
"Order and chaos share the same origin, their birth and death intertwined, like an endless cycle. And my Dao—"
"Break the shackles and reshape a new life. With boiling blood as the guide and the starlight of a prairie fire as the path, until we shatter all the stale and corrupt laws of the world."
He looked at Kuiyan's right arm, which had been reconstructed with demonic runes, his voice calm yet resolute.
"All races coexist, and the Way of Heaven is reborn."
Kuiyan remained silent for a long time.
The scorched earth no longer cracked, the magma no longer surged, and finally, a trace of tranquility, so ancient as to be almost forgotten, appeared in the dark red sky.
This ancient demon, who had been imprisoned for 30,000 years and once roamed the primordial world, slowly retracted his right arm and untied the black iron chain that pierced his chest.
Next, Zhang Yuan condensed the seal of law and, following the same method, with a series of sounds as iron chains fell to the ground—
For the first time in 30,000 years, it has been freed from all its constraints.
Then, it did something that surprised everyone.
It took a step back, knelt on one knee, and then bowed its once arrogant head.
It offered its only intact horn to Zhang Yuan.
That was not a gesture of aggression, but a submission, a trust, a sacrifice to a new king.
In the eyes of the world, it remains ferocious, monstrous, and an unapproachable ancient demon.
But its voice echoed throughout the entire eighth floor.
"The ancient demon Kuiyan, by your grace, has been granted the light. Thirty thousand years of imprisonment were not enough to break my spirit; a single rebirth is enough to break my heart."
"I swear by this horn that I will obey your command."
At the entrance to the eighth floor, a faint light silently appeared.
That's the door to the ninth floor.
Venerable Xuanjue is on the ninth floor. (End of Chapter)
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