Chapter 682 This Is Nihility (W-Word Mega-Chapter)

【...Unbelievable!】

Su Zhou's punch was powerful, like a mountain slamming down. The Sun Emperor, caught off guard, didn't even have time to react. His entire head was sent flying dozens of kilometers away, crashing towards a half-melted lava mountain.

The aftermath of the battle with Su Zhou affected most of the peaks of the Montasini Mountains, turning them into a bizarre ocean of gold and red mixed with grayish-black.

Floating on this sea of ​​high temperature, the Sun Emperor's head stopped its trajectory, but he also realized that his regeneration speed had obviously slowed down a lot. Su Zhou's punch had not only interrupted his process of rebirth, but also seemed to carry something special.

Raising his head, his shattered golden pupils re-formed, the Sun Emperor gravely looked towards the area where purple-cyan light points were scattered, watching the rebirth of 'Svetozar the Hopebringer'.

Unlike him, who first condensed his head, Svetozar chose to condense his fist first… Indeed, the minds of transcendents no longer need the brain to support them. When the body can be rebuilt, choosing to revive the attacking body part is indeed better than the traditional thinking of reviving the brain… This was his miscalculation.

And miscalculations have a price. The speed at which Svetozar revived and solidified was obviously a little slower than him. If he hadn't been ambushed, he should have been the first to recover to his full strength.

But after being attacked, things were hard to say.

【I didn't expect that you could also revive.】

Even as just a head, the Sun Emperor had the ability to protect himself. Layers upon layers of light golden shields mixed with white light patterns spread through the atmosphere, forming dozens of wall-like barriers, blocking Svetozar's heavy punch which came without a word.

Watching the barriers being shattered and torn apart layer by layer, he said in a deep voice: 【I rely on the will of the Empire to achieve immortality. You, could it be that you've achieved immortality relying on just the background of the Hopebringer Society?】

【Why can you be so fast?】

Su Zhou smashed through several more layers of barriers, but after all, he only had one fist. It was indeed a little difficult to break through the skull. Rather than waiting for the body to recover to a similar state before attacking with greater force, he simply put down his fist to save his strength.

After hearing the Sun Emperor's question, he couldn't help but wag his index finger: "Revive? Of course, I can."

"As for this bit of background... as expected, Sun Emperor, you don't understand, do you?"

Of course, the Sun Emperor didn't understand, and it was difficult to comprehend this point.

At this moment, the shock and vigilance in his heart were even greater than when Su Zhou attacked.

Compared to the power of Svetozar the Hopebringer, the fact that the authority of rebirth was not unique to him alone was what the Sun Emperor could not accept the most.

Noticing the Sun Emperor's expression, Su Zhou couldn't help but raise an index finger and wag it: "You really don't understand."

"Although the Hopebringer Society is not large, the Hopebringer's heritage and Dao have spread throughout half the world. What exactly is the background in your eyes? Could it just be the scope of dominion?"

On Earth, every immortal and god has their own Dao and teachings passed down through the ages. And the wars between them, their struggles, have always been about first destroying mountains and breaking temples, eradicating the Dao lineage, before they can, and only then, deal with the immortals and gods themselves.

Because if the Dao lineage is not extinguished, and the teachings survive, then the immortals and gods will never disappear from the world.

This is what is called 'immortality'—the 'establishing words' (li yan) in establishing virtue, words, and merit.

Su Zhou could see that the Sun Emperor's so-called immortality, that imperial will itself, was what he, as an emperor, had done, promoted throughout the entire empire, and achieved after all the people of the empire knew about it. It was the 'establishing merit' (li gong) part of immortality.

This immortality was real and true. The reason why the Sun Emperor could be resurrected after being washed by the light of the Holy Sun was because of its power.

However, that was all.

"Establishing merit is indeed a path to immortality, but the reason why it is abandoned by immortals and gods naturally has its flaws—everything is easily changed. No matter what it is, what merit, what great feat, it will be submerged in the long river of history and forgotten by those who have not experienced it… just like the creation of the world by the Divine Tree. This is the greatest 'establishing merit'. As long as all things are still grateful for the grace of the creator god, it will be immortal."

"But in the end, just for survival, because of fear, the gods denied this great creation, and all living beings had no real feeling because they had been away from the original era of creation for too long. Therefore, the Divine Tree died out."

Su Zhou's arm was constantly solidifying, first with crystal-like, translucent bones, and then with metal fiber-like flesh fibers in a multi-layered composite structure.

His voice resounded above the Montasini Mountains, causing the purple-cyan rebirth light particles to solidify faster: "Establishing virtue is too ethereal, and requires the creation of a system, a 'basic thinking mode for transcendent cultivation', a 'thinking mode for scientific thinking'... Only by proposing concepts of this level, this relatively 'correct' existence, is one qualified to enjoy the immortality of 'establishing virtue'."

"But establishing words is different."

Su Zhou didn't mind telling the Sun Emperor what the road to immortality was like, just as he never minded telling all his enemies what so-called correctness was like.

Because the wicked are the wicked, and the monsters are the monsters. The reason why they can't do the right thing is because they can't.

Therefore, Su Zhou earnestly said to the selfish monster: "Unlike establishing accomplishments and setting standards, it is inheritance, a Dao lineage."

"Sun Emperor, it is a kind of sharing."

All the immortals and gods who passed down their Dao lineage were, in essence, no longer purely high and mighty immortals and gods.

They were 'preachers'.

Every preacher, when writing their fundamental cultivation method, had essentially made a summary of their own Dao lineage—in the era when the first immortal was born, the preachers had actually reached the end of their Dao. They were unable to continue to advance. It was difficult for them to break through on this path, so they imprinted their Dao and passed it on to others.

In this way, if one day they really couldn't advance and died, or died due to an accident, then their successors might be able to open up a better path from their Dao lineage and continue to move forward.

"Selfish and self-cherishing people can never understand this point. The act of a master hiding something from their disciples is also a completely inferior act that violates the original intention of preaching."

Su Zhou's arm solidified faster and faster, and its speed was on par with the Sun Emperor, he was not in a hurry at all. On the contrary, the Sun Emperor's expression became more and more gloomy.

The man calmly explained: "If there is a later person who obtains the Dao lineage I shared and cultivates my inheritance, then when he observes the inheritance I wrote in the past, he may analyze my original thoughts when I wrote these words and runes. He will observe my cultivation route and deduce the condition of my body at that time. He will be amazed by some of the ideas I put forward that exceeded the era, admire my thoughts, or feel that they can be improved."

"This is exactly what I did. I preach in every world. I hope they can understand my thoughts, understand my inheritance, understand my Dao—regardless of whether they are willing to become a person like me, they can still choose their own lives, but when they practice my cultivation method, my will will continue in their bodies and minds."

"In this way, I can be reborn from their thoughts."

Su Zhou's arm had been completely regenerated, and his internal organs were also starting to be solidified by light particles. A hazy phantom of a head floated above his body, with cyan-purple dragon pupils, mixed with the red eyes of a demon, flashing bright light.

His recovery speed was already faster than the Sun Emperor's, or rather, the Sun Emperor's recovery speed was getting slower and slower.

Su Zhou didn't care about this, because he knew why. Because he was not alone.

"One person cannot reproduce all of me, so let more people come."

"Many people come to cultivate my Dao, and each person understands a part of my thoughts. Through their joint cultivation and deduction, all of me will be reproduced and reappear in the world."

In those increasingly complex and numerous purple-cyan light spots, one could see vague phantoms.

There were voices of prayer, voices of gratitude.

There were examples, and practices.

One could see that Gasha was leading a commando team, descending on mobile cities, carrying out beheading operations against the corrupt nobles, and rescuing the local demonized people and the poor, liberating them from the imprisonment of beasts.

Equality for all beings, this was the correctness he wanted to follow from Su Zhou's actions.

One could see that Loya and Grandmaster Flint were in the laboratory, trying to reproduce the various multi-era knowledge recorded in the Dawnbreaker with the help of Dawn. They were creating technical equipment that could arm the Hopebringer Society at the fastest speed, and upgrading and refitting the Third Army Group fleet they had seized to enhance the Hopebringer Society's armed forces.

Knowledge is the primary productive force, and only then can it change fate and the current situation. This was the correctness they had realized from Su Zhou's endless techniques and inheritance.

One could see Cicero speaking to the leaders of many demonized organizations in the square. His voice was not passionate, and even a little hoarse and low, but speeches don't need to be loud, the most important thing is whether the words can capture people's hearts. Cicero, who has experienced hardships, can naturally resonate with many demonized people, and even more than just demonized people.

Confirm your own program, unite the vast majority that can be united, and only then can you be invincible. This was the principle he understood from Su Zhou's teachings to him, and the correctness he understood from the spreading Emberfire Guidance Technique.

There were many more—on the Arctic Icefield, the Northern Tribesmen spontaneously maintained the order of the Hopebringer Society; in Frostveil, people spontaneously shared their cultivation experiences and compared them to each other.

They all learned what they wanted to learn from Su Zhou's thoughts and actions.

They all inherited a part of Su Zhou.

So, one could vaguely hear them calling a name.

——Hopebringer! Hopebringer!

——Svetozar the Hopebringer!

This voice rang out from the distant ends of the world, but at the same time resounded on the summit of the Montasini Mountains. The humanoid surrounded by purple-cyan light spots raised his hand, which had not yet condensed into substance, and gently watched the light spots that were reforming his body.

And among them, there was one voice that was the loudest.

Contrary to what everyone imagined, in the world of Aean, the person who understood Su Zhou the most was not the Silver Sprite Dawn, the students Gasha and Loya, or Grandmaster Flint who had followed him all the way.

The one who understood Su Zhou the most was actually that Pioneer Kinsman, the explorer named Fenia.

From the purple-cyan light particles belonging to this explorer, a question was transmitted.

【Does this world have a future?】

She murmured in a low voice, as if talking to herself during a moment of solitude: 【The Holy Sun will eventually be extinguished, and Professor Svetozar may not succeed. The outcome is still unknown, and the road ahead is dim.】

【Darkness and suffering fill the world. Even if there is a future, can it be filled with hope and light, and return day to the world?】

She asked herself, and then firmly replied.

【Even if there is darkness and suffering, I am willing to explore that unknown future.】

【Space, the reason why you let me return home is probably to let me understand… even after the twilight of the end, even if Professor Svetozar fails, one day, I am willing to be a pioneer, stay in this world, and create a new future!】

This was a true awakening.

A Pioneer can be anyone.

Anyone who wants to explore the unknown, explore the distance, and lead humanity to a shore that no one has ever known is a Pioneer.

——The Pioneer is a thought.

And thoughts do not die.

Just like Zhuzhou… Zhuzhou can be anyone, it can be anything.

The purple-cyan light spots had condensed to the extreme, and the humanoid formed by the purple-cyan light particles was about to turn into substance, and what was revealed from it was an appearance that was younger than Svetozar, but more mature than Su Zhou.

"I am Svetozar, I am Su Zhou."

The white-haired man raised his fist, aimed at the Sun Emperor whose body was mostly solidified, and showed a grim smile: "I am the original Zhuzhou—and Zhuzhou is not a creature, a race."

"‘Zhuzhou’ is a thought!"

——And ‘thoughts’ do not die!

"Sun Emperor, you can't imagine it!"

At this moment, Zhuzhou's voice shook the world: "Thoughts are far better than systems, just like the teachings passed down by saints will always surpass the achievements of emperors, because systems need to become better, need to change dynasties, or be completely overthrown."

"And if a thought, a cultivation method, or an inheritance wants to be optimized, then even if it becomes something completely different from the original, it can still be passed down!"

Just like boiling water, whether it is boiled with coal or nuclear fusion, it is still boiling water; like throwing a stone, whether it is throwing a stone or throwing a missile or a planet, it is still throwing a stone. Even if thoughts change thousands of times, even if they are tampered with by Mara, corrected by the descendants of saints, or maliciously interpreted by later generations, extracting completely different meanings from different punctuations and subtle words.

Its most core essence, that original thought, that origin of making something 'better', of letting everyone understand 'correctness and reason', will not change!

"This is the real foundation of immortality!"

But the Sun Emperor remained unmoved.

It was not that he did not understand, did not feel, or did not comprehend. The Sun Emperor's talent and wisdom were never lacking, and were even extraordinary. The imperial will he created was truly immortal, a creation from scratch in the world of Aean, almost like a saint.

But precisely because of this, he believed in his own correctness more than anyone else.

That was why he was so stubborn.

【I am still alive, right here and now. Life is no different, and so is immortality. There is nothing nobler.】

Even though a part of his legs had not been completely solidified, the Sun Emperor still had the Tower of Babel and the Spirit Ignition Torch as support. The light emitted from his body transmitted waves full of runes, merging with the brilliance of the Spirit Ignition Torch.

Immediately, his aura rose steadily, even surpassing Su Zhou's completely solidified body.

The golden-haired young man's expression was stern and indifferent, obviously not taking Su Zhou's words seriously: 【To think there is such a method of rebirth. It amazes me, but you do not understand what it means to truly live. How can thoughts be regarded as eternal?】

And Su Zhou sneered: "And you, do not understand what is called destruction."

At this moment, the two confronted each other again at the top of the sky. Although Su Zhou's body had been re-solidified, the Primal Energy that could be driven within his body was less than 40% of his full strength, and his Mind Avatar and incarnations had not yet been reborn. Facing the Sun Emperor, who had once again regained control of the Tower of Babel thanks to the terrain, the situation could be described as extremely unfavorable.

The reason why he could revive faster than the Sun Emperor was mainly due to some of the characteristics of Undying Blood and Imperishable Soul… Although it was only a soul, could Undying Blood be ordinary blood? The attribute of strengthening the True Spirit that it brought allowed Su Zhou's soul to enjoy extremely high exemptions, and the Imperishable Soul helped Su Zhou re-solidify his soul faster, accelerating his rebirth.

But it was only accelerated. Without his original body, and with the isomorphous body in this world also destroyed, it was impossible to quickly recover all his strength by forcibly condensing a body again… But the 'Mind Illumination' cultivation method that he had reorganized and revised in the world of Aean was indeed the fundamental cultivation method he had compiled based on all his past cultivation methods, and this cultivation method was circulating throughout the Hopebringer Society in the entire world of Aean.

——Illuminate the Mind and See the Nature, Unite Knowledge and Action. Setting aside all the divine powers and techniques, and using the simplest words to describe it, the most fundamental power of the Mind Illumination method only depends on one thing.

"That is my conviction."

Su Zhou muttered to himself softly. He stood in mid-air, there was no cloud or mist in the sky, the light of the Holy Sun was brighter than ever before, and even the light of the Demon Moon could be faintly felt. At the top of the sky, there were not only the sun and the moon, but also the endless stars of the Twilight World Cluster.

With the light of the sun, moon, and stars shining together, the man breathed out a sigh of relief.

"I have never been very clear why I am so strong."

"Because from the beginning, it was power that was chasing me, not me chasing it."

"So I have been thinking about how not to disappoint this luck, and what I should do with this luck—so I have been forcing myself to think, forcing myself to reflect, forcing myself to figure out the meaning of my existence."

"My strength needs a strong meaning—I have found many, Existence, Chaos, Destiny, Reincarnation, Perfection… I try to absorb their power, thoughts, and obsessions, and turn them into my meaning."

"But Sun Emperor, seeing you, recalling those enemies I have defeated and killed… I understand that the so-called meanings are all nonsense."

"I became stronger just so that I would not lose when fighting you bastards!"

"I was born into the world and walk through the worlds just to overcome the mistakes that you local world residents cannot overcome!"

Do not think about evil, nor think about good. The things that are done have become habits, have become thoughts, have become correctness.

This is Illuminating the Mind and Seeing the Nature, Uniting Knowledge and Action.

This is the most thorough 'conviction'.

【Meaningless nonsense.】

The Sun Emperor raised his hand. He had once again mastered the power contained in the Tower of Babel. The Spirit Ignition Torch was running at full power, and his voice roared in the atmosphere like thunder: 【Existence is correctness, and death is nihility. This is the only truth.】

In an instant, endless brilliance condensed into a giant hand more than 200,000 meters long, almost boundless. It lay across the sky and the earth, pressing down towards Su Zhou like a mountain. In an instant, the world changed color, and everything became pale. Only the increasingly large five-fingered mountain was the only real existence.

"You're right."

The giant palm pressed down, and it directly pressed onto the Montasini Mountains, directly crushing many half-melted peaks like rubber mud, causing the earth to surge like a sea tide.

But Su Zhou's voice could still be heard: "But who said that this is right?"

"Have you asked everyone in the world, even just everyone in the Empire? You came to this conclusion without a national survey. If you wrote a paper like this, I, as a professor, would have to give you a failing grade!"

Boom!

The originally pressed-down giant hand of light suddenly lifted up a little, as if some great power was lifting it up from below. The Sun Emperor's expression immediately became stunned. He realized that something extremely familiar was growing in his palm, lifting his hand with an irresistible force.

Branches of trees, leaves burning like flames, grew out from the gaps between the giant hand's fingers, and then lifted it higher and higher.

【This is impossible!】 he roared: 【You, how can you bypass the Tower of Babel and connect to the power of the kindling Divine Tree?!】

Even if this power was only a tiny bit, it was as if it had taken away the Sun Emperor's greatest trump card, piercing his heart.

"Idiot, I have the mark of the Tree of the Great Dao on my body. Guess whether your unfilial descendant is closer to the World Tree, or my messenger of an old friend is closer to it?"

And Su Zhou naturally mocked mercilessly: "Although this unlucky Divine Tree was backstabbed by his own unfilial descendant and suffered from the twilight, at least stealing some power while it is not clear-headed is not a problem to deal with you!"

As early as when he realized that the Montasini Mountains were the site of the kindling Divine Tree's former stump, he had the idea, but he had not had time to experiment because he was fighting the Sun Emperor.

And just now, this Sun Emperor smashed him into the soil, so I have to say sorry.

"Haven't you heard that the Divine Tree lives when it touches the soil, and grows when it touches the water!"

A storm swept across the sky and the earth. In the endless lava mountains, within the vast range that could not be fully encompassed by sight, a burning phantom of a Divine Tree was constantly growing, rising, and pushing away a giant hand covering the sky.

A crack appeared in the center of the giant hand, and then huge cracks spread horizontally and vertically, and then turned into countless fragments and dissipated.

But this was not the end.

When the Sun Emperor immediately controlled the power of the Spirit Ignition Torch, trying to compete with Su Zhou for control of linking the kindling Divine Tree's stump, he found that Su Zhou did not occupy the power of the Divine Tree at all.

On the contrary, on the Zhuzhou Divine Tree that Su Zhou had transformed into, fruits began to hang on his branches.

"This world is not just you and me."

In the Zhuzhou Divine Tree, there was the melodious sound of leaves surging, which condensed into words: "It is not just Ilovitz, Aharonov, or Dawn and Flint… Those poor people almost never participate in this kind of major event that can affect the world's situation, and they have never been the protagonists of any story, so they are easily ignored."

Countless fruits, supported by the power of the Divine Tree, began to grow huge, and then fell to the ground.

The huge fruits shattered the moment they touched the ground, turning into light mist. And these light mists, like the light particles that condensed when Su Zhou was reborn, condensed into various completely different, strange and unique images.

Some were dragons, some were snakes, some looked like insects, and some looked like flying birds…

But the same thing was that they were all Zhuzhou.

They were all Zhuzhou, without exception, all of them.

A vast army of Zhuzhou was born from the fruits of the Divine Tree. They silently gathered in mid-air, soaring. Like a cloud of light condensed between the sky and the earth, they were numerous, filling the sky and the earth, from one end of the horizon to the other.

Zhuzhou is a thought.

In the eyes of thousands of people, there are thousands of different Zhuzhou.

Whether it is anyone, whether they are strong or weak, everyone has different ideas, and there are different Zhuzhou in their eyes. Even if they all firmly believe in one kind of correctness, they have completely different practical methods.

Condensing the souls of all living beings in the Southern Territory, Svetozar the Hopebringer, who was praised by everyone in the Northern Territory and Frostveil, represented the thoughts of half the lives in this world of Aean.

No need to burn souls, because thinking is the most powerful force.

In this moment, the power of the Spirit Ignition Torch was suppressed.

The power of the Burning Furnace obtained by burning the souls of the demonized people, even a part of it, was drawn by the thoughts of the people and merged into the Zhuzhou cluster.

And this was precisely Zhuzhou's correctness.

"Sun Emperor, those people who are easily ignored are ordinary living beings."

Su Zhou's words went straight to the depths of the soul.

"They are extremely weak. Their souls are harvested by you like crops, and their lives are trampled on at will like weeds. Do their lives have any meaning to us arrogant people? Of course not. None of us are willing to live this kind of life for a lifetime. No one with a fire burning in their heart is willing."

"But they are also extremely powerful. They are the only standard for judging right and wrong for you and me. They are also the only judge for judging right and wrong. How can you ignore them? It is they who decide who is 'normal' and who is a 'monster'!"

Even the Sun Emperor, facing this Zhuzhou army that filled his vision, could not help but lose his voice. He could sense that although these Zhuzhou were not strong, and some were even extremely weak, and could hardly fly, the almost endless number, the completely different aura, made him feel an unspeakable fear.

He had never thought of such power.

"They are the great cornerstone, just like people are to civilization. One meaningless thing can pile up greatness!"

And Su Zhou's announcement was like thunder, causing the entire Tower of Babel to tremble slightly: "Everything I have done is to make these 'majority' live better, but you want to use these 'majority' to achieve yourself, thinking that this is unification."

"God is a wish, and the people have no power, so I bestow them with power—technology, civilization are also like this! So, the people have also become my power. This is the real unification of the masses, the real power of the cluster!"

【...】

The Sun Emperor did not answer, standing at the top of the tower, he silently looked around at the Zhuzhou army of various kinds in the sky, seemingly trying to find a flaw in this seemingly aimless, simply piled-up power.

The larger the cluster, the easier it is to make mistakes. As long as he catches the mistake, he can defeat it with one blow. After all, he is also a Spirit Ignition expert. Even if he encounters a desperate situation that suppresses the Tower of Babel and the Spirit Ignition Torch, he is also trying to find an opportunity to counterattack.

But the more he searched, the more desperate he became.

No, it was not that there were no flaws… there were too many flaws. The number of Zhuzhou clusters exceeded one billion. How could such a large group not make mistakes?

But he could not find a point that he could really attack.

This was not surprising.

The myriad things in the world, including animals, plants, and even bacteria and viruses, are mutually reinforcing and restraining, and are mutually hostile and natural enemies, but in the end, they are all based on 'existence' and hold different thoughts.

Contradiction is the nature of any cluster, but the chaos itself that can accommodate contradictions can be said to be the correct cornerstone.

Under Su Zhou's rule, the cluster of billions of Zhuzhou seemed extremely complicated, self-contradictory, but like the contention of a hundred schools of thought, all thoughts were getting clearer and closer to truth and correctness!

This is the 'Zhuzhou Will'!

"The imperial system, the imperial will, in the final analysis, is just a system derived from thousands of years of history in the world of Aean. In the future, there will inevitably be better systems."

"Sun Emperor, will your immortality, the people under your rule, always support the empire? If my thoughts spread to the world, will they still obey you, the Sun Emperor?"

Su Zhou's voice was like that of hundreds of millions of people speaking at the same time, shouting at the same time. His words carried a cold smile: "Can your immortality defeat my immortality?"

"Can you do it, Sun Emperor?"

The Sun Emperor did not reply, answering Su Zhou's ridicule and provocation.

But he launched another attack.

Like a child who gets angry when he can't argue.

But in fact, he did not do anything wrong, because no matter what is correct, it must be put into practice in the final analysis—power is the best practice, and it is also his only chance of winning now.

But the incompetent rage after not being able to argue does not mean that he can win.

For cultivation, getting angry is useless.

In that instant, Ilovitz, who was guarding the imperial capital, Saint Montasini, saw that the Sun Emperor drew his weapon for the first time, the long sword he wore when he was still an adventurer, a sharp blade that had been assimilated into a Soul Weapon by him.

Everything happened in an instant. The Sun Emperor began to burn his soul. Incredible power was converted from the Spirit Ignition Torch, forming an overwhelming and mighty force. He was not stupid, and he could make trade-offs. This powerful man seized the last opportunity.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! An extremely powerful source of energy erupted. Each eruption brought a shocking explosion, and the continuous explosions overlapped, as if all the sounds in the world were condensed in these explosions.

The power of all the forces in the Spirit Ignition Torch was ignited, along with the soul of the Emperor himself. The light of the soul was like the rays of the Sun at noon, nearly to the extreme of the art and transcendent of the ignition of the Spirit Ignition energy, and integrated into one, brought beyond the power of the former gods.

With a single sword swing, Ilovitz even felt that the sun was advancing.

With just this one sword, the name of the Sun Emperor was well-deserved. It was enough to use this power to suppress the entire Aean world. Even Loya, who would become the Twilight High Priest in the future, and Gasha, the heir to the World-Devouring Serpent, would be killed by him.

The dazzling brilliance even shattered the space. Cracks appeared in the barrier between Aean and the outside world. The incredible source of energy caused the black void cracks to advance along with the golden brilliance, blasting everything in their path to pieces.

But hundreds of millions of Zhuzhou acted together under the command of the Zhuzhou Divine Tree. They condensed into a large formation, a solid body. Although it seemed contradictory, loose, and only barely glued together, it could exert an overall strength that surpassed the power of the gods.

Purple-cyan thunderbolts condensed in mid-air, turning into chains. Each lightning band that made up the chain was condensed by a Zhuzhou. The power of countless Zhuzhou was folded and condensed, and finally formed a giant net composed of chains.

The golden sword of the sun struck the giant net. It was enough to cut open the nucleus of an atom, disassemble all the protons and neutrons, and even smash the destructive power into quarks. It did dissolve the first layer of chains, but soon, the second and third layers of chains were laid on top.

Each time, the texture and structure of the chains were optimized, and each time, the chain web became stronger and more reliable.

When a person encounters an idea that is different from his own, he will always have two thoughts: one is to subdue it with force, and the other is to respond with gentle love.

The former may succeed for a while, but if it fails, it will be countered, but gentle love can win forever, because no one is opposed to love.

Gentle love is a terrifying force, more powerful than anything else, and nothing can compare to it.

Su Zhou loves all things.

Above the sky, the light of the Holy Sun was dimming, and the light of the setting sun was burning.

Twilight had arrived, and the twilight light shone on the world, leaving only the last trace of warmth.

The purple-cyan thunder giant net was derived from the vast Zhuzhou Divine Tree. Each chain overlapped with each other and was connected to each other, forming a whole.

It bound the sword light, and then shattered it, imprisoning it in its body. It flew forward, and then wrapped the towering Tower of Babel, completely covering and suppressing the black tower based on the kindling Divine Tree.

The Zhuzhou Divine Tree disappeared.

A humanoid figure walked slowly, stepping over the layers of stairs from the top of the tower, ascending the high tower.

This humanoid figure was dim and dark. With each step, black flames were left under his feet. It was despair condensed from hatred and unwillingness, a raging karmic fire.

The karmic fire ignited the entire tower, burning everything from the bottom up.

And the humanoid figure was still moving forward, until the top floor.

In the crystalline dome, he saw another humanoid figure.

This humanoid figure was radiant, sacred, and bright, just like the essence of everything in the world.

But how could it be like this? The essence of everything in the world should belong to everyone in the world, at least to the sun—and such brilliance was not natural. It was not that he himself was releasing light to illuminate all living beings, but the light of all living beings was gathered here, making him comparable to the sun.

This was not the light of the sun.

One shines on all things, giving them energy and inheritance, and the will to survive; the other plunders all things and living beings to achieve his own brilliance.

Therefore, it should be extinguished.

A punch was thrown, and the sound of flesh tearing and bones shattering was heard. Black karmic fire began to burn on the radiant humanoid figure. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not resist the erosion of darkness. The cold flames seemed to permeate the bone marrow, but no one knew what the person ignited by the karmic fire was thinking, because the end of the person ignited was only death. Even the immortal gods were no exception and could only suppress it, not eliminate it.

For the black humanoid figure, the answer was much simpler. He did not need to wait, he only needed to throw a second punch, a third punch…

The brilliant light shattered and re-condensed, died and was resurrected, but the dark fist of fire was also thrown out again and again, falling again and again.

Immortality is an adjective, not a truth, correctness, or fact.

If so, you might as well try more.

The sun rose and fell, and the night and day were reborn seven times. The starlight in the sky and even the magic moon had bloomed with brilliant brilliance.

And in the end, the dark tower collapsed, disintegrated in the dark karmic fire, and turned into boiling nihility.

The once-melted Montasini Mountains gradually cooled and solidified, turning into black and smooth rocks, reflecting the bright and flickering light in the sky.

The black humanoid figure walked out of the ruins. There was nothing behind him. Only in his hand was a soul that was even dimmer than him, spinning non-stop.

The black evil soul looked very heavy, but was actually very light. He seemed to have done everything, but had never experienced the life he really wanted to live.

He struggled to survive to the end, and did many things for it. In the eyes of others, he lived a very fulfilling life, but for himself, he was just living, and had spent his life like this.

He grabbed nothing, but caused others to lose more.

——What is nihility?

The black humanoid figure clenched his hand, crushed the soul, and scattered it into the sky and the earth, so that the energy and fragments contained in it would return to the world.

A gust of wind blew through, sweeping all the fragments to every corner of the world. The fragments decomposed, and the energy collapsed, turning into a dim Milky Way dust belt in mid-air, so that half the world could see this dark river surging, and finally merged into the night sky at dawn.

There was no smell, no strange and complex smell formed by the fusion of countless great existences as imagined.

The evil soul was empty, light, and had no smell at all.

——This is nihility.

The dark humanoid figure raised his head and looked at the sky.

Light rose on the horizon.

Su Zhou gazed at the sun.

The night had passed.

And the daylight of Hopebringer, descended on the world.

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