Chapter 361

Chapter 361: A Product of Another Universe?

The Void Tomb opened. With the Nightmare Immortal King leading the way, immortal beings filed in one after another.

Ye Xu was among them.

"This Void Tomb truly resembles the chaotic area within the Everlasting City of Desolation," Ye Xu noted.

Beyond the black hole, lay a world within.

No sky could be seen here, no distinction between heaven and earth. Pure and turbid energies intermingled chaotically. There wasn’t even void—every inch of space was a vacuum zone. The Great Dao was absent, and magical power was difficult to utilize.

It was a place governed by unique rules. The forces of Yin and Yang, the Five Elements, wind and thunder were completely suppressed by the Void Tomb’s rules.

"The suppression here is far stronger than in the Everlasting City of Desolation," Ye Xu murmured. His magical power was largely unusable; only the Great Dao of Creation could exert its might.

However, even its potency was severely limited.

Within the vacuum lingered wisps of an eerie aura, somewhat reminiscent of Burial Soil.

Back in the Everlasting City of Desolation, Ye Xu had sensed this aura from that Chaotic Demon God, and now the identical aura permeated the Void Tomb. It was deeply strange.

A suspicion arose in his heart.

Burial Soil and the Chaotic Demon God were likely profoundly connected.

"Huh…"

Suddenly, Ye Xu sensed something peculiar. His physical body wasn’t restricted at all; his merit power seemed entirely unoppressed by the residual power of the Chaotic Demon God.

Ye Xu fell into thought.

"Nuwa achieved Transcendence through Merit, proving merit power is a force potent enough to aid transcendence. No matter how powerful a Chaotic Demon God is, it’s still a being native to this universe. Its power naturally cannot suppress merit power."

"Does this mean that by finding an ultimate force and cultivating it to its pinnacle—be it merit, creation, or samsara—one can grasp the chance of transcendence?"

This bold conjecture surfaced in Ye Xu’s mind.

BOOM!

An earth-shattering explosion suddenly erupted from the depths of the vacuum, jolting Ye Xu awake.

He looked towards the source and saw a terrifying storm, annihilating everything in its path. It obliterated the vacuum, reducing it to Chaotic Particles, a monumental force sweeping across heaven and earth.

"Disaster! It’s the original chaotic storm!" Bai Muyue’s expression turned grave.

This force could destroy nearly everything, reducing matter to primal Chaotic Particles. Even those hailed as indestructible Immortal Kings faced mortal peril if swallowed by the original chaotic storm.

"Evade it!" Li Ruoshui flicked her sleeves, drawing Dao King into them. She channeled her Dao power, swiftly maneuvering to avoid the storm.

"Ah!"

The devastating storm tore past like a tornado. Dozens of true immortals were obliterated in an instant, not even able to cry out—their bodies perished, their Daos vanished.

Before this cosmic-level cataclysm, they were as frail as ants.

Ye Xu remained composed. Activating his Immortal Golden Body, he strode calmly through the original chaotic storm and headed deeper into the spacetime.

"Who is that? How is he so formidable?" A nearby Immortal King witnessing this gaped in disbelief.

While everyone else fled the storm, this person traversed it unscathed, shielded only by his physical body.

"It’s him!" Zhong Ling’s beautiful eyes sharpened.

"Hmm?" Dao King stared at Ye Xu’s retreating figure; that profile felt deeply familiar.

Moments later, Dao King suddenly realized, "Isn’t that the true immortal injured by my shockwave?"

Dao King’s expression turned peculiar. He remembered clearly—it was only a true immortal. How could it become so powerful in an instant?

Little did he know that it had been just an avatar of Ye Xu.

Having traversed the storm, Ye Xu wandered aimlessly within the Void Tomb. Within the chaos, drifting objects began to appear—artifacts predating the innate gods’ era, relics from before the creation of the heavens.

"Armor?"

Ye Xu reached out and seized a fragment of armor from the chaotic river. Forged from innate divine material, it had lost all spiritual essence beneath the relentless erosion of chaos, yet remained astonishingly durable.

"Though devoid of Dao rhythm, it’s still a treasure." Ye Xu stored the armor fragment away.

"Why still no sign of the Chaotic Demon God’s corpse?"

Ye Xu muttered.

The Void Tomb, true to its name, was a massive grave formed by the residual power of Chaotic Demon Gods slain by Pangu. Their bodies must certainly linger here.

What excellent trophies.

Obtaining one would unveil the structure of a Chaotic Demon God and allow study of the powers they wielded.

The Void Tomb stretched infinitely, like a cosmos unto itself.

Ye Xu wandered for an immeasurable distance before finally spotting an immense corpse floating within the river of Time and Space.

It was colossal, stretching hundreds of thousands of miles. Though long deceased, it still radiated a terrifying pressure.

This was a one-horned demon god.

Its horn was shattered, its arms severed—an incomplete corpse.

Dreadful resentment surged from its demon body, condensing into an eerie force field encapsulating the remains.

Within one of the demon god’s eye sockets, speckles of immortal light flickered faintly.

"What is that?" Ye Xu unleashed his Divine Sense. Yet the moment it touched the periphery of the demon god’s body, the resentment exploited it, invading his Purple Palace.

"Cackle…"

An eerie laughter echoed in Ye Xu’s mind. Boundless darkness surged forth, corroding his soul.

"‘The Chaotic Demon Gods die but do not stiffen’—certainly no empty saying," Ye Xu sneered. Though obliterated, this demon god’s obsession endured.

Now, it sought to possess him.

"Imprint of Creation!"

At Ye Xu’s thought, his soul’s eyes snapped open. Twin streams of golden light flashed within them. His soul’s fingers wove rapidly, forming a profound seal brimming with the Great Dao of creation, embodying heaven and earth.

Thump!

The Imprint of Creation struck the endless dark, instantly shattering it. The demon god’s lingering obsession was utterly erased.

"Do they truly believe me a soft persimmon?"

Ye Xu scoffed inwardly. Though these remnants of Chaotic Demon Gods formed the Void Tomb, they also acted as a prison, confining them here. Thus, their first impulse upon encountering him was possession.

They remained unaware that over countless millions of years, postnatal beings had attained power rivaling their own.

Ye Xu channeled the Great Dao of creation, coalescing it into a strand of sword light. With a sweep, he cleaved through the force field of obsession.

With the obsession extinguished, the field offered no resistance.

His sword parted the barrier, landing upon the Chaotic Demon God’s skull—massive as an island.

Only now did Ye Xu clearly see the object within its left eye socket.

"Great Dao of creation?"

Ye Xu marveled. Floating there lay a butterfly-shaped jade pendant, etched with the Great Dao of creation. This power felt infinitely more profound than his own.

"Power from the end of the Great Dao…" Ye Xu uttered solemnly.

His true self possessed mid-stage Immortal Venerable cultivation. Naturally, he recognized the level this power resided at.

"Strange."

Ye Xu frowned deeply.

"At the dawn of creation, the world was primal and crude. How could such exquisite craftsmanship exist?"

"Moreover, how could those demon gods possibly wield the power of the Great Dao?"

Chaotic Demon Gods were like primal savages.

This butterfly jade pendant clearly didn’t belong to that era.

Besides, had the slain demon god truly mastered the Great Dao of creation, why hadn’t it invoked the power of creation during its failed possession attempt?

These contradictions proved the pendant wasn’t a relic of its time.

Only two explanations existed:

Either someone from this cosmos had breached the Void Tomb and left the butterfly jade pendant.

Or…

This belonged to another universe.