Primordial Salted Fish: Starting from Refusing to Join the Demon Clan

Chapter 98: He didn't die, but it seems he was exiled?

A strange node temporarily formed by the intense collision of the primordial purple energy of the Heavenly Dao and the explosive power of the Void, containing the intertwined mysteries of "creation" and "end"!

The lingering will of Kunpeng instantly caught this glimmer of light! It was the anomaly caused by the "exotic object" of the Heavenly Dao in the Ruins of Return, his only chance of survival, and the opportunity to prove his understanding of the Great Dao!

"Now! Give it to me—melt!"

He used his last strength, putting all his remaining body, his nearly shattered primordial spirit, and his understanding of the true meaning of "purification and renewal" in the Void into it, and charged headlong into the strange node indicated by the purple light!

At the same time, he forcibly activated his own power of the Great Dao of Returning to the Void, no longer rejecting it, but actively "embracing" that trace of the outer power of Returning to the Void that had been guided in!

"boom!"

It was as if a membrane separating life and death had been shattered.

The boundless pressure suddenly eased, and the maddening sense of annihilation receded like a tide.

It was cold and lifeless, but no longer the despairing "nothingness".

Before me lay the familiar, shattered landscape of the outer reaches of the Ruins of Return, with chaotic currents flowing slowly.

The tattered demonic body of the Kunpeng floated in the chaos, its wings almost reduced to bare skeletons, its golden feathers gone, turning into a deathly gray-white.

The demon's body was covered with terrifying cracks, deep enough to expose the bone. Its aura was as weak as a candle flickering in the wind. The backlash from burning its primordial essence was like a maggot clinging to its bones, frantically gnawing at its primordial spirit and foundation.

He struggled to turn his almost shattered head and looked behind him at the core of the explosion. It was still an absolute darkness that devoured everything, slowly shrinking inward like a terrifying wound that was healing.

"I survived—I survived—" Kunpeng's consciousness was blurred, the exhaustion of surviving the ordeal intertwined with the excruciating pain that penetrated to the bone marrow and the weakness caused by the damage to his Dao foundation.

However, the primordial purple energy in his heart, after a brief surge of agitation, returned to silence, yet faintly emitted a clearer and hotter sensation than before—a sense of being marked.

More importantly, the nascent form of the Great Dao of Returning to Nothingness within his body, which was originally stuck at a bottleneck and was illusory and unstable, has now solidified a bit, with an imperceptible yet real meaning of "purification" and "renewal" at its core!

In his dejected eyes, the fear had not yet dissipated, but a deeper chill suddenly rose and—an indescribable realization.

Guixu failed to kill him, but this purple aura—this "gift" from Hongjun—is now more like a death warrant!

Although the life-or-death calamity that erupted in the Ruins of Return cost him a heavy price, it also opened a door to a higher realm for him. He struggled, mobilizing his last bit of power to create a faint chaotic vortex around himself, isolating his aura and sinking into the deeper and calmer edge of the Ruins of Return.

While struggling to repair his almost collapsed demon body and primordial spirit, he greedily savored and digested the true meaning of returning to the void that he had glimpsed in that life-or-death moment.

The eruption of the Ruins gradually subsided, and the dark core that devoured everything slowly disappeared.

But Kunpeng knew that the storm of the Great Dao within his body had only just begun.

Is it to completely eliminate the hidden dangers of the Primordial Purple Qi and break through the shackles by borrowing the true meaning of Returning to the Void?

Was it locked in place before it could be repaired, or did it die from the backlash of the Void? Everything is still unknown.

He closed his eyes, sinking into silence like the void itself, with only the wisp of purple energy in his heart and the newly formed essence of the Great Dao within his body pulsating weakly in the deathly stillness.

At this moment, Kunpeng's magical power was almost completely exhausted, and his powerful physical body was riddled with holes.

The primordial purple aura burned in his heart like a carbuncle, while fragments of the true meaning of returning to the void floated in his primordial spirit. He thought the most dangerous storm had passed.

Suddenly!

A terrifying suction force, far exceeding anything seen before and beyond description, erupted without warning from the seemingly "healed" dark core!

It is not about devouring, but the arrival of the will to "erasure"!

"not good--!"

The remaining primordial spirit of Kunpeng issued a piercing alarm, and the demon soul was instantly frozen! This suction force was not an energy pull, but a manifestation of the "end of existence" rule of Guixu itself!

It ignores space and defense, and acts directly on the essence of existence!

At the critical moment of life and death, the Kunpeng roared, squeezing out its last bit of potential.

With all its might, Kunpeng activated the three lotus flowers to protect itself. Instinct told Kunpeng that this time it might really be the end for it!

"Three Lotuses—Suppressing the World!"

hum!hum!hum!

Three illusory lotus platforms, forcibly condensed from the edge energy of boundless demonic power, the Dao intent of returning to the void, and the Primordial Purple Qi, suddenly appeared!

One emitted a golden light of profound merit, another ignited a red lotus fire that burned the world, and yet another released a white light that purified all laws. The three lotus shadows overlapped, tightly protecting his broken demon body at its core, forming a seemingly indestructible barrier.

However, in the face of the true power of the final void, this hastily assembled imitation is as fragile as paper!

*Sizzle!*

Like a hot knife cutting into solidified grease.

The moment the suction force containing the will of the end touched the lotus shadow, the golden light symbolizing "merit" first dimmed, collapsed, and turned into nothingness; the red lotus fire representing "karmic obstacles".

It was greedily devoured by the power of the Void as if it were fuel, which made the suction even stronger; the last "purification" white light only lasted for half a breath before it was completely "purified" into a part of the Void without a sound!

The defense formed by the three lotus flowers and three top-grade innate spiritual treasures was annihilated inch by inch!

It only delayed things for less than a breath!

The terrifying suction force was no longer obstructed and fiercely seized Kunpeng!

He felt like a stone being thrown into a millstone, every inch of his body and every wisp of his soul being frantically ground and stripped away by that invisible power of the end!

Even more terrifying is that the eruption of the Ruins was like opening Pandora's box, devouring countless epochal remnants, chaotic fragments, and even the shattered origin of the world.

Like a torrent, they were swept up by this suction force and surged wildly from all directions, crashing and squeezing against the Kunpeng!

He not only had to fight against the obliteration of the origin of the void, but also had to withstand the violent impact of these countless "impurities"!

The remaining bones emitted a tooth-grinding groan, and the newly formed Daoist intent was almost completely shattered.

Consciousness floated in the icy sea of ​​excruciating pain and despair.

Just when he thought he was about to completely dissolve into this land of the end of all spirits, turning into an insignificant speck of dust in the void, the absolute dark core in front of him, which devoured everything, suddenly collapsed rapidly inward!

It is not a cessation, but rather the sudden release of the accumulated final power after being compressed to its limit!

boom!!!

It's not the sound, it's the break in existence!

A "light" whose color could not be described and whose form could not be defined, or rather, an eruption of "nothingness," instantly filled all of Kunpeng's senses!

In this "light", he "saw" countless rays of light!

That was the last mark of the billions of beings who, along with him, were captured by the suction force of the Void and were being erased.

The fading glow of shattered stars, the mournful imprints of ancient gods, fragments of the resentment of chaotic demons, and even the illusory images of mountains and ley lines torn from the primordial world—

Countless beams of light, like dying fireflies, flickered, struggled, and then returned to eternal darkness in this torrent of ending.

The next moment, Kunpeng felt the terrifying pressure that had been constantly eroding him suddenly disappear! In its place was a complete and chilling nothingness.

There was no direction, no gravity, and no sense of the passage of time.

Only the primordial energy flow, cold, lifeless, and chaotic to the extreme, surged slowly and disorderly like viscous paste.

His tattered demonic body floated, the primordial purple energy in his heart still burning hot, while the newly formed Dao intent of returning to the void within his body was unusually active in the dead silence, greedily absorbing the surrounding chaotic energy.

Behind them, the entrance to the Ruins of Return that had devoured everything had vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.

"Chaos—the true—boundless chaos—" Kunpeng's remaining consciousness struggled to turn, filled with endless bewilderment and a trace of relief at surviving a catastrophe.

Guixu did not kill him, but instead cast him, along with the "impurities" it had devoured, into this primordial wilderness, where the Great Dao had not yet manifested.

The true chaos is where the Way of Heaven does not exist!