Chapter 740 He Said, Let There Be Light (6666)

The sky was dark.

Tain, the Prophet, was slowly ascending into the starry sky under the protection of an entire fleet of Sernosian battleships.

During the ascent, above a planet's sky...

The firmament of Yugil Star had already been enveloped by a brilliant silver radiance, a light pure and sacred. If one were merely to look at it, it would seem as if the entire planet were bathed in the light of heaven, a truly beautiful sight.

But in reality, the essence of this scene would send shivers down the spines of all intelligent life.

Because that silver radiance was the phenomenon of the Voidspawn 'feeding' or, rather, 'recycling.'

At this moment, it could be seen that under the shroud of silver light-mist, gravity seemed to cease to exist. Accompanied by the violent rumbling of the earth's crust being torn apart, entire chunks of continental fragments and celestial structures were being broken down and swallowed into the bodies of those 'Voidspawn' that created the silver light-mist.

The Voidspawn possessed no intelligence, only instinct. They were less a form of life and more like an automated machine, an automatic repair unit within the multiverse. They would recycle all worlds and even all things that were polluted or damaged.

In theory, they posed no threat to the myriad beings within the world. Even in the Glacial Void, they would not proactively touch those Void battleships that appeared to be without issue.

The problem lay here—with certain methods, these automated machines could be made to regard all things in the universe as 'materials awaiting recycling,' and thus begin to attack.

Those Nihil Cult fleets hiding within the Voidspawn clusters had clearly mastered this method. Not only could they control these Voidspawn, but they could also disguise themselves as their kin.

And now, Yugil Star was being regarded as 'trash' and was being recycled.

[...Did we bring all the Yugil people with us?]

Although he had recovered some of his strength, Tain, the Prophet, was still severely injured. He was currently receiving emergency treatment from a physician of his own race. The former ambassador muttered, [They are a race under our protection, we cannot allow them to be annihilated because of our war!]

[Rest assured, comrade. Although the Yugil people suffered heavy losses, we have rescued all of the survivors.]

The physician was injecting Tain with spirit matter, stabilizing his injuries, while reassuring him, [They will be transported to the rear. It is you who, because the front lines are strained, will need to continue fighting after your treatment.]

[How is it, Commander, can you continue to fight?]

[Haha, that's good.] Hearing that the Yugil people had all been rescued, Tain, the Prophet, smiled. He stood up and turned his head to look at the starry sky, at the many Nihil Cult fleets located beyond space and time.

The Sernosian Overlord's eyes burned brightly, his tone steady, [Faced with challenge, the Sernosians will never say no.]

The war continued.

Today was the seventeenth day of the fourth month of the full-scale war between the Sernosians and the Nihil Cult. This period of more than a third of a year was but a fleeting moment on a cosmic scale, but for a highly intense offensive and defensive war like this, it meant a meat grinder that had been operating continuously for four months, devouring countless battleships and lives.

To date, the main force of the Nihil Cult's side was no longer their heavily damaged cult fleets, but a continuous stream of Voidspawn—heaven knows why there were so many of them. These cosmic automated cleaning units seemed to have sensed the 'universe' itself was damaged in the future, thus triggering some kind of stress response. They were now in an aggressive state, killing whatever they saw.

Not to mention the Twilight Starfield region, where the combat intensity was greatest and the defenses were the most impenetrable. Throughout the entire Milky Way, and even throughout the sealed universe, there were roaming Voidspawn appearing everywhere. The damage they caused was extremely terrifying, especially for those indigenous people without the ability to travel through space, because the Voidspawn were unlikely to pay attention to 'small things' like primitive spaceships. As long as they ran, they could always escape.

However, indigenous civilizations without the means to escape could only despairingly await the destruction of their civilization and their home planet.

And the Sernosians were fighting on the front lines to protect these ordinary indigenous civilizations.

Why? For no reason.

Just because they were able to do it.

When Tain, the Prophet, used to watch the legends in his clan's history about his predecessors fighting to the death with the heretics from the other side to protect the entire universe, he didn't actually feel much. Of course, he would do the same, but that was just out of habit, out of a Sernosian's sense of pride and responsibility, a kind of condescending overlook.

However, after being rescued by that father and son on Yugil Star, the tungsten steel giant finally realized that all lives were inherently no different, that everyone was not an island, but truly one.

If they didn't protect these weak now, then who would protect them in the future? Someone had to do these things.

And they, the Sernosians, were precisely the chosen ones, blessed by the Star of the Galaxy and miracles!

After receiving a rough treatment, Tain, the Prophet, boarded another colonizer warship.

Although he had not yet recovered to his peak, the front lines needed an overlord to stabilize the defensive circle. The tungsten steel giant had no room to shirk responsibility.

At this moment, there was not the slightest fear of death in his heart, but rather an incomparably steadfast sense of awareness.

—If the birth of life needs a meaning, then perhaps my meaning is this very moment!

However, the tungsten steel giant, with the flames of war burning in his chest, did not encounter the arduous battle he had expected.

Just as he arrived at the front lines, he unexpectedly received news that the Voidspawn had rioted, destroying all of the Nihil Cult fleets, and were now returning towards the rifts around the universe, preparing to return to the void.

[What the hell?]

He grabbed the shoulders (or rather, the two protruding volcanic rocks) of the front-line officer in shock and shook them violently, [Explain to me in detail what the situation is?! Why were they all wiped out at once? And why did the Voidspawn suddenly riot?]

The volcanic rock Sernosian, shaken until a bit of magma spilled out of the cracks on his body, like sweat, helplessly replied, [I don't know. According to messages from other fortresses, the Voidspawn on almost all fronts have rioted. They are collectively withdrawing into the void, and the Nihil Cult's fleets, because they were mixed in with the Voidspawn, have mostly been torn apart.]

[It seems that the Nihil Cult's technology for inducing Voidspawn has failed. This is a good thing, but the reason is still under investigation.]

The current situation, although great news, was so good that the Sernosians didn't understand the reason, and were therefore cautious.

But after being cautious, they still couldn't find the reason. They could only watch as those fearless Voidspawn, who could not be forced back no matter how they were attacked, and who could only be resisted and driven away by overlords or those who had been possessed by the Celestial Venerable's brand, turned back one by one on their own accord and returned to the void, swimming like schools of fish.

What was the reason?

[The reason...]

Putting down his hand, although he was unclear about everything at the moment, Tain, the Prophet, inexplicably raised his head. He looked up, towards the endless space-time rifts in the universe's sky.

The rifts in the Great Seal pierced through all heavens and worlds. In all universes, this immense space-time structure could be seen to varying degrees. And correspondingly, the rifts in the Great Seal also connected to all worlds.

The reason... the reasons that could cause a sudden change in the battle lines were just a few, weren't they?

[Supreme Lord Su Zhou...]

The tungsten steel giant murmured in a low voice, [Could it be that you have been victorious?]

At this moment, throughout the entire sealed universe...

Myriad stars shone, allowing the light to travel a long, long road, allowing the stars at the other end of space-time to also see the light from the stars at this end of the universe.

However, under Tain, the Prophet's, gaze, perhaps it was an illusion, but he seemed to see that the stars of the entire sealed universe were all momentarily dimmed at the same time.

Like a silent elegy.

At the same time, in the Realm of Ash-Gray Skies...

In the dark world, stardust fell like snow.

Su Zhou, resurrected, held the Evil Soul in his hand. This Evil Soul, originating from the Nihil Reverend, was incomparably hot, far hotter than all the Evil Souls he had obtained before. But the strange thing was that only the surface of this Evil Soul was scorching, and as long as one gently touched the inside, it was an emptiness of extreme cold.

It was almost like a black hole, with the outer layer of fire extremely hot, releasing endless light, while the real surface was approaching absolute zero.

Grasping this Evil Soul tightly, Su Zhou did not eat it immediately. Instead, he stood in place and surveyed the entire world.

In theory, the Realm of Ash-Gray Skies should have been completely destroyed in the aftermath of the battle between the two Celestial Venerables, or the overall world structure should have undergone major changes, just like when they had fought across hundreds of worlds before.

However, because the energy of both sides' attacks was too concentrated, almost completely applied to the other's body, the entire world did not change much, except for a void that pierced through the heavens and earth in the center of the continent.

"The correct choice..."

At this moment, the young man muttered to himself. He lowered his head, examined the compressed Soul of Stardust in his hand, and said in a thought-provoking tone, "Yala, the paths between the Great Existences have begun to diverge."

"Indeed." The snake spirit returned to Su Zhou's shoulders. Yala said leisurely, "Those Great Existences behind the Nihil Reverend, those who once guided him, are the ones who have diverged from me, the Lonely Master, and the Twin Divine Trees."

"However, we currently have no information about what specific differences we have, so it is difficult to speculate on their purpose."

"I know."

Su Zhou nodded slightly.

According to Yala, the paths of the Great Existences seemed completely different, but in reality, their essence was almost the same.

That was to oppose absolute egoism, the false 'monsters', and guide all beings toward 'correctness.'

But now, it was obvious that some Great Existences had created the existence of the Nihil Reverend, this 'monster.'

Although, perhaps not intentionally.

But the fact was so.

In the past, the guidance of the Great Existences would never have allowed a monster to be born.

But as mentioned before, there was too little information. Su Zhou could not speculate anything at all.

So instead of thinking about that, it was better to think about the results of this battle.

"The Nihil Reverend is dead. Apart from the Immortals who reside in the many stars of the sealed universe, he has no other Immortals... So lonely."

The young man's mood was very complicated at the moment. He was naturally joyful, having defeated such a powerful enemy, ended the crisis of the universe, and paved the way for the future to repair the Great Seal and return the three fragments, sweeping away all the stumbling blocks.

No matter what, he was very happy and relieved.

But at the same time, Su Zhou's mood was also very complicated.

"Reaching this point is not the fault of the Nihil Reverend alone, but the mistake of the entire universe, of all the Great Existences who have guided him."

"The stardust that makes up all things, the ancient life born together for the prototype, he should have been a living fossil of this universe, the best guide, the teacher of all civilizations—if he were good, how could there be so many tragedies in the world?"

"But how could he be good? The entire universe, all races and lives, are built on the bones of his compatriots, and he was once captured, studied, and even killed by these later races... How could he love this universe?"

If one had to say, this lonely soul was probably wrong from the beginning, and had no choice...

Letting out a long sigh, Su Zhou shook his head slightly.

Killing powerhouses related to nihilism, he always felt the same nihilism.

Because including him, no one could answer the puzzles of these monsters—the ultimate meaning of life.

"I understand perfection."

After a long silence, Su Zhou suddenly raised his head and said something that angered Yala, "Indeed, perfection deserves to be correct, what he said is indeed very right."

"There is only a fine line between nihilism and monsters, and if even nihilism cannot be redeemed, how can we be called meaning and correctness?"

"...There's a big problem with that sentence. First of all, who said nihilism needs to be redeemed? That in itself is correct. Secondly, secondly..."

Yala shook her head. She originally wanted to pick out a couple of mistakes, but as she spoke, the snake spirit also sighed, "Sigh, who doesn't want to? Proving our correctness to the other Great Existences, that's the reason why we fight. It is precisely because all the Great Existences want to prove their correctness to Twilight that there will be the Twilight Seal War."

"Yes." Su Zhou also nodded slightly. He stepped forward into the void, reached out his hand, and caught the stardust that was falling, "Although it is very presumptuous, it can be said to be extremely arrogant... but now, the emotion churning in my heart is precisely this feeling."

"I will definitely prove my Dao to Twilight, to all of you."

The snake spirit did not speak. She just lay on the young man's shoulders and breathed with him.

After the silence, Su Zhou once again surveyed the Realm of Ash-Gray Skies.

He sensed the entire world, looking towards a corner of the world, the depths of the sea.

There, the hydrothermal vent life still existed, seemingly unaffected by Su Zhou and the Nihil Reverend's battle at all.

Perhaps it was unintentional, perhaps it was deliberate. The Nihil Reverend did not allow his power to overflow and destroy this race, which was in his eyes extremely nihilistic, but very similar to him as a stardust life.

And Su Zhou had no need to, and naturally would not destroy the world at will. If the Nihil Reverend wanted to play with focused power, he would naturally accompany him.

Su Zhou turned sideways. He stepped forward, and thus space-time responded to the Celestial Venerable's will, allowing him to reach his destination, the depths of the Ash-Gray Sea.

After returning from the Undying Blood, Su Zhou felt that his strength had suddenly become much stronger again!

The principle was not strange. After all, the power accumulated in the Undying Blood was originally accumulated from the holder himself. From the moment Su Zhou had the Heavenly Human Cycle Divine Power, all his surplus spiritual power was condensed by the Undying Blood as raw material for resurrection.

And when the Undying Blood erupted, the endless energy reversed entropy in a small range of space-time, naturally creating a body that was more powerful and perfect than before.

Especially since Su Zhou had previously fought fiercely with the Nihil Reverend for several months, the battlefield spanning hundreds of worlds, fighting until he was almost exhausted, which caused his power to be depleted, but the skill of combat and the accuracy of energy use greatly improved.

And now, his physical body had returned to perfection, even stronger, and his skills had greatly improved, so he would naturally feel that his strength had suddenly increased greatly.

However, Su Zhou did not indulge in the feeling of his own strength increase. He would analyze this matter in detail later.

Now, he was just watching those semi-spiritual life forms that were surging in the seabed thermal vents.

"The Nihil Reverend is right, the creatures in this world are destined to be destroyed. Even if I try to save them, this flawed life cannot last long—even the world itself does not support the existence of this kind of life. The Realm of Ash-Gray Skies will eventually cool down, and the hydrothermal vent life is destined to perish."

Su Zhou said softly, "If they had wisdom, they would definitely complain, 'Why?'"

"Some people will choose to sympathize and feel helpless, wanting to help them move to other worlds. Some people will feel that this is the law of nature, and the world is like this, just like the many creatures that became extinct on Earth due to climate reasons, and there is no need to be alarmed at all."

"Even, some people will stop the first type of people, because doing so is destroying the balance of the world—after the hydrothermal vent life dies, it will give birth to a new ice frost life. Helping the hydrothermal vent life is strangling the future ice frost life. They will not allow this seemingly helpful, but actually murderous behavior."

"They are all mortals."

"But I am different."

The black-haired young man stretched out his hand, aiming at the seabed where the hydrothermal vent life lived.

With just this one action, the spiritual energy of the entire Ash-Gray world, and even the remnants of stardust that were dissipating throughout the world after the Nihil Reverend's death, containing unparalleled power, all converged, turning into a vortex tornado, converging towards his palm.

Finally, it condensed into a terrifying ball of light with a color as warm and jade-like, but in reality, the energy contained within was enough to shatter the entire Ash-Gray world itself.

"I am a Celestial Venerable."

Su Zhou calmly stared at all of this. He sensed that the spiritual energy and surplus energy of the entire world were converging towards his palm, almost as if he were holding a small star.

"I can change the world, bring miracles."

Su Zhou pressed down with one hand, pressing this ball of light, which was enough to destroy the Ash-Gray world, into the ground—it would penetrate into the deepest part of the earth, melting and forging a core, continuously releasing endless geothermal heat, maintaining the existence of hydrothermal vent life.

This incredible energy would continue to be released for billions of years, or even longer, enough to supply the growth of any kind of life.

The monster of stardust, his corpse, was used by Su Zhou to help another life similar to him.

Whatever thoughts he had in his heart, Su Zhou didn't care.

He only cared about the thing before his eyes.

"You know, this kind of behavior of yours is essentially denying another possibility."

Also watching all of this, Yala on Su Zhou's shoulders slightly flicked her tail. She said in a rather provocative tone, "What you are doing will completely change the future and destiny of this world. Many things that will appear will no longer appear. A civilization that might have been brilliant will be aborted because of your behavior, cut off from its origin."

"Just like in your universe, if the eternal stardust life had not become extinct, then the countless civilizations in the entire universe would not have been born."

"So, Su Zhou, your behavior... perhaps, is also a kind of nihilistic destruction."

"Yes."

Hearing these words, Su Zhou couldn't help but smile. He closed his eyes and said slowly, "The salvation I am doing now is so nihilistic in the eyes of the Great Existences who transcend space-time, and may even be another kind of destruction."

"But Yala, I have several ways to refute your words—first of all, why do you say that my arrival is not a kind of destiny? Perhaps this is also an established fact, and the kind of possibility you mentioned was never possible to appear in the first place."

"And the second argument... who can say clearly about the future? Now I am doing salvation, and in the future, the hydrothermal vent life may also destroy itself. When that time comes, ice frost life may still be born, just a little later. Everything is chaos, how can you draw a conclusion now?"

"I am from the outer world, traversing here. For them, I am both destruction and a miraculous existence. Some things don't need to be said so clearly."

"Oh?"

Yala raised her head slightly. Her tail, which was shaking before, stopped moving, and then she laughed, "Interesting, you actually used my correctness to refute me?"

"But I may not be right either, am I?"

The snake spirit ridiculed.

And her covenantee shrugged his shoulders, "Since everyone is wrong, then let eternity witness all of this."

"Anyway, my idea is so simple and direct, crude and straightforward. Perhaps many people will not recognize it, will not agree with it, and will think it is wrong, but I will do it anyway, and no one can stop me."

Su Zhou raised his head. Although the Realm of Ash-Gray Skies already had a nascent core, the outside of the world was still dark. Under the illumination of distant starlight, it was just a hazy gray.

Su Zhou knew, he knew very well, that even with his help, the hydrothermal vent life would definitely suffer all kinds of hardships in the future.

They would suffer, they would be tormented by the natural world, they would definitely encounter crises, they would encounter all kinds of terrifying disasters.

Even if they had wisdom and civilization, the internal strife and destruction of civilization would always linger around them, like a maggot in the bone, and they could not get rid of it at all.

Life is like this, ninety percent of its life is spent in pain, bewilderment, and unfulfillment, always being tormented by desire, and roasted on the fire of jealousy and ignorance.

At that time, they would definitely, and it could even be said absolutely—they would definitely doubt why they were born in this world full of pain and darkness, and would doubt whether their life had any meaning.

Su Zhou knew all of this very well—just like the Great Existence who created the entire Great Seal universe in the Nihil Reverend's mouth, he knew this fact better than anyone else.

But, he would still do it.

Why?

Because he loved all beings.

Because of 'love', because of this First Cause, so he created all things from nothingness, and gave them freedom, entrusting all the rights of choice to the hands of life.

Su Zhou was the same.

——This world needs light.

I am light, and I should be light.

So, Su Zhou raised his hand and pointed to the dark sky of the Realm of Ash-Gray Skies.

He said, "Let there be light."

And there was light.

Endless light poured out from the Celestial Venerable's body, converging and turning into a round of blue-purple sun, which hung in the center of the sky, drawing layers of vortex-like currents, absorbing the spiritual power in the surrounding world and the void, maintaining its existence.

The dark world was illuminated.

——Candlelight illuminates the day, the Celestial Venerable also——

It could be foreseen that this light would shine for a long time, and would also witness their future, guiding them to the stars, to the outside of the universe.

——May time witness your growth, and may you witness the eternity of time.

This was the young man's most sincere blessing for this race that he had only met by chance.

"Let's go."

Su Zhou turned his head. He no longer watched the lives whose destinies had been changed by his actions, but strode away, the Celestial Divinity Scale shining brightly, "Although the Nihil Reverend is dead, the war may not be over."

"The alien world's Twilight Affiliated Fleet is still there, everything is not over yet."

"I need to become stronger."

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