Chapter 474

Chapter 474: The Unmatched Foundation, with the Galaxy as His Body

“I’ve heard you wield forbidden power—one that dissolves all things, another that brings decay.”

“Coincidentally, my black hole shares similar traits. Try dissolving it and making it decay!”

Using poison to counteract poison, Mu Lin summoned black river water and harnessed forbidden power from the City of Heaven’s Funeral to restrain his simulated black hole.

The effect… proved remarkable.

As black river water poured in, it instinctively clashed against Mu Lin’s simulated black hole—or rather, the Hell of No Escape.

Under the dissolving force of the black river water, the endless gravitational pull of Mu Lin’s simulated black hole diminished. Yet portions of the river water flowed into the void, increasing the black hole’s mass.

This outcome… delighted Mu Lin.

It must be clarified—the black hole in the True Spirit Domain Chart wasn’t some external phenomenon. The simulated celestial bodies and cosmic forces within the chart formed pieces of Mu Lin himself.

[I am the black hole]—this declaration held absolute truth within the True Spirit Domain Chart.

Thus, the black hole’s growing mass directly reflected Mu Lin’s strengthening power and deepening foundation.

Moreover, Mu Lin could partially manipulate the black hole’s gravity and other properties.

As for why this force devoured all matter and memories? That stemmed from the black hole’s inherent nature—just as fire burns and water flows. Strip these traits away, and they cease being fire or water.

“My current weakness lies in my cultivation realm surpassing my actual strength—I can’t fully bear the black hole’s might… Fortunately, black holes don’t instantly swallow everything.”

Though famed for devouring all through immense gravity, black holes consume matter gradually. They first stretch celestial bodies into molecular streams, forcing them to orbit until crossing the event horizon.

During this drawn-out consumption, torn stellar material releases blinding light and heat from the accretion disk. Powerful magnetic fields and superheated gases create blazing jets.

Mu Lin’s simulated black hole followed these cosmic rules within his True Spirit Domain Chart.

The devouring process stretched and shredded objects, making them spiral around the void. As they circled, their time slowed to stillness while their forms disintegrated.

Unabsorbable forbidden remnants sank into the black hole’s core, bolstering its mass and foundation. Meanwhile, spiritual energy and ordinary matter erupted through jets, expanding the secret realm.

“Forbidden elements become basic particles trapped forever in the Hell of No Escape. Spiritual energy expands my True Spirit Domain Chart. Thus both void and realm grow in balance.”

“Endless consumption fuels endless growth.”

With this, Mu Lin’s path solidified completely.

The Wheel of Reincarnation—formed by the Heavenly Techniques of Darkness and the simulated black hole—served as his core, gathering forbidden forces, matter, and energy.

Dangerous knowledge was imprisoned within the black hole through Mu Lin’s indomitable will, forever barred from rebirth—this too was the Hell of No Escape.

Usable spiritual energy spewed forth to enlarge the True Spirit Domain Chart. Divine positions orbited like stars around the central void.

Mu Lin’s Yin soldiers and ghost officials became planetary bodies within this cosmic arrangement—lesser satellites circling stellar powers…

“Every great galaxy cluster centers around a supermassive black hole, just like the Milky Way. Now I’ve established such galactic foundations.”

“The day will come when I become the galaxy itself!”

To wear the starry river as his flesh—this was Mu Lin’s ultimate ambition.

Of course, a foundation remained just a foundation. Mu Lin still had to slowly absorb energy, letting the black hole gradually devour everything to reach its full potential.

This world wasn’t his past life. Many mystical elements could interfere with the Heavenly Techniques of Darkness’ absorption—even destroy it while still weak.

Take the power of Heaven’s Funeral as an example.

The black river, previously suppressed by the Grave Lord, lacked intelligence and acted purely on instinct. Even as Mu Lin channeled black river water into the Heavenly Techniques of Darkness to decompose and consume it, the river showed no abnormalities beyond instinctive resistance. Gradually, it was devoured.

But the Heaven’s Funeral Ruins differed. The strange powers there held traces of sentience.

At first, Mu Lin thought stealing tiny amounts of energy would go unnoticed. He was wrong. The paper folders’ tragic fates, their ominous old age, and his own instincts proved the Heaven’s Funeral Ruins weren’t indifferent—they were planning for a bigger catch.

Any stolen power marked him.

Now armed with the Heavenly Techniques of Darkness, Mu Lin opened the floodgates.

"Hum!"

"Woooo…"

"Thud! Thud! Thud!"

Ice-cold winds carrying whispers of dread, chilling weeping, phantom knocking, and flickering Ghost Shadows—these horrors once corrupted entire cities, driving humanity to extinction.

But now, roles reversed. The Heavenly Techniques of Darkness became the new taboo, and the horrors became prey.

"Woooo…?!!"

Weeping counted as energy. Since the Heavenly Techniques of Darkness could even absorb light, strange sounds stood no chance. Unsurprisingly, the weeping and knocking never escaped—shredded and consumed the moment they manifested.

To contain all corruption within the Heavenly Techniques of Darkness while refining expelled materials, Mu Lin’s simulated black hole incorporated more than gravity and time suspension.

He fused Holy Salt’s purification, divinity silence, Root Word stabilization, essence techniques like Chaos Origin Essence and Great Luo Merging Heaven into the Heavenly Techniques of Darkness. These additions excelled at countering strange abilities while aiding digestion.

Thus, even the forbidden power of Heaven’s Funeral Ruins couldn’t resist being consumed once trapped.

Mu Lin feasted without restraint.

Pale specters? Dragged in.

Decay-inducing gray mist? Trapped.

Laughter? "Laugh forever inside the Heavenly Techniques of Darkness!"

The ravenous void devoured everything. Minutes later, the Ruins’ evils sensed danger.

A bone-chilling pressure erupted. A crowned skeletal paper figure clutching a mourning staff appeared, cackling:

"Who DARES consume Heaven’s Funeral… city… NO!!!"