My brother is so cunning

Chapter 1074 Sacrificing Oneself for Benevolence
Yun Zhongzi gazed at the formless and intangible chaotic domain surrounding Wen Rui, which was like an insurmountable chasm capable of blocking any attack from immortals. His fingertips gripped the hilt of the Giant Sword, his knuckles turning white from the force.

The scene of the Giant Sword going out of control just now kept replaying in my mind—the strange trajectory of the loss of immortal power, the unreasonable explanation of the blade deviating, and the illogical collapse of the spiritual treasure. These fragmented anomalies suddenly gathered in my mind.

Indeed, there is a faint rhythm of "something from nothing, something turning into nothing" from the beginning of chaos; the trajectory of the light, sometimes bright and sometimes dim, is just like the chaotic traces left when the chaotic sword energy tears through the laws; - turning "inevitability" into "chance", turning "certainty" into "unknown", this is clearly a variant application of the chaotic law of "breaking the norm and reshaping order"!

Yun Zhongzi was shocked that Wen Rui had actually comprehended the laws of chaos, but he wasn't too surprised.

The Zhuxian Sword Formation was originally a unique killing formation of the Jie Sect, and Wen Rui was the beloved direct disciple of the Jie Sect leader, Tongtian Jiaozhu.

Moreover, the Four Swords of Zhuxian and the array diagram were originally kept by Wen Rui's sect patriarch, the Holy Mother Jinling.

These two supreme beings could easily give their beloved disciple some extra help, so it's not a pipe dream that Wen Rui could master a wisp of the Chaos Law.

What shocked Yun Zhongzi was that he had long been familiar with the difficulty of the Chaos Law from ancient books and his master's teachings—the so-called chaos was a synonym for "no order, no rules, and no form." Not to mention comprehending it, even just to perceive its existence required tens of thousands of years of arduous cultivation and a heaven-defying opportunity.

Throughout the primordial world, apart from a few sages and a handful of ancient Primordial Golden Immortals, there were very few cultivators who could barely touch the edge of chaos.

Otherwise, the Zhuxian Sword Formation wouldn't be known as unbreakable without the arrival of the Four Saints. Only when the four saints suppressed the four Zhuxian swords with the laws of order could the chaotic sword energy in the sword formation be neutralized, creating the possibility of breaking the formation.

The Creator Heavenly Venerable Wen Rui was merely a descendant of the Intercepting Sect, having attained the Dao through the Investiture of the Gods only a little over two hundred years ago. Yet, he was able to transform this "untraceable" chaotic law into a controllable battle domain!

This level of understanding is unparalleled throughout history.

Wen Rui was completely unaware of Yun Zhongzi's wild imagination. How could he have imagined that the probability reversal field, a black technology of advanced civilization's dimensional reduction attack, was actually related to the chaotic laws of the primordial cultivation system?

This is precisely the meaning of "The Great Way has three thousand paths, all leading to the other shore" and "All rivers flow into the same stream, and all laws return to one."

Having mistaken the probability reversal field for the realm of chaotic laws, Yun Zhongzi was utterly devastated and lost all confidence in unleashing a second attack.

In a sense, the Heavenly Dao is a collection of laws. The immortals of the Chan Sect believe in the Heavenly Dao, which means they believe in the supremacy of laws. Once the other party has mastered the laws, unless they themselves have mastered laws of the same level, they will only have the option of being slaughtered.

Having tested Wen Rui and discovered that he had activated the Chaos Laws to protect himself, Yun Zhongzi knew that even if he used all his methods, he wouldn't be able to harm a single hair on Wen Rui's head.

Logically, in such a desperate situation, Yun Zhongzi still had one way to survive: to immediately use his escape technique without looking back and flee for his life towards the Jade Void Palace on Kunlun Mountain.

Even if he escapes to the foot of Kunlun Mountain and is caught up by Wen Rui and blocked outside Yuxu Palace, he would not dare to kill the disciples of the Chan Sect under the nose of Yuanshi Tianzun.

But Yun Zhongzi showed no sign of backing down. Gazing at the cracks on the sword blade, the last trace of hesitation in his eyes was replaced by resolute determination.

He suddenly raised his hand and pressed it to his brow. The meridians beneath his blue Taoist robe bulged abruptly, and the spiritual energy around him surged like a boiling river.

This time, he held nothing back. Even his life essence, cultivated for tens of thousands of years, began to flow from his fingertips into the Giant Sword. "Wen Rui, this sword strike has nothing to do with good or evil, right or wrong, it is only to repay the kindness of my sect in passing on the Dao!"

Yun Zhongzi's voice was hoarse from burning blood, yet every word was like metal striking the ground: "If the sword I didn't strike back then planted the seed that led to the Chan Sect being replaced by the Jie Sect, then let this sword be the final result. I will die without regret!"

What Zhao Mingcheng had said to him had overturned Yun Zhongzi's Dao heart. He was powerless to refute it, and had no reason to refute it. In fact, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that what the other party said made sense.

But given his character, he disdained being a coward like Chang Er Ding Guang Xian, a villain who would immediately turn against someone at the first sign of trouble.

Even if it were true that the Jie Sect represented justice and the Chan Sect represented evil, he would not be pragmatic enough to "abandon darkness and embrace light".

I'd rather take the straightforward path than the crooked one. At worst, I'll die and my soul will be scattered. I'll die to atone for my sins. What does it matter if my soul is scattered?
Yun Zhongzi never believed the nonsense from the Western religion that "turning back is the shore, and one can become a Buddha on the spot" could lead to perfect merit by surrendering and defecting in the face of battle.

If a grave mistake has already been made, then it is better to be shattered jade than to be whole tile. With the karmic consequence of the destruction of both body and soul, one can atone for the boundless killing karma created over ten thousand years by misinterpreting the Way of Heaven.

The Giant Sword emitted an unprecedented roar, no longer just a simple sword sound, but more like a resonance between heaven and earth.

The sword blade grew to over three zhang in length, its azure light intertwined with golden light, illuminating the entire Zhongnan Mountain range as if it were daytime. Even in the invisible law reversal field around Wen Rui, black spots and snowflakes began to appear, severely disturbed by the super-strong energy field.

Yun Zhongzi gripped the sword hilt tightly with both hands, pouring all his life's cultivation into the sword. The originally dim runes on the Juque sword lit up again, more than ten times brighter than before. Strands of golden light even overflowed from the runes, which was the "Abandoning the Dao Form" that would appear when one pushed one's own Dao Foundation to its limit.

This sword strike had no fancy trajectory, only a straight and unstoppable advance, as if it wanted to cleave the chaos and bring the disordered laws back on track.

"Uncle-Master, calm down. Let's talk this out. I didn't say I wouldn't let you go. Why are you risking your life for no reason?"

Even Wen Rui, in the probability reversal field, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat. Uncle Yun Zhongzi's posture was as if he wanted to borrow the spirit of Pangu creating the world, burning his essence and blood to prove the Dao. It had the flavor of vowing to split the chaos with a sword.

If we're talking about what's scary about probability reversal scenarios, it's this kind of mindless, reckless, and incredibly powerful attack.

Firstly, the energy level invading the reversal field is too high, which may very well exceed the reversal limit of the entropy reversal effect.

Secondly, if you recklessly charge in, you won't care about the probability and will just keep going, regardless of whether you hit anything or not. Under the influence of the probability reversal field, you are very likely to hit a critical hit.

"Wen Rui, I am no longer able to distinguish right from wrong, so I leave everything to the will of Heaven, for life and death are determined by Heaven!"

A streak of light pierced the sky. Yun Zhongzi became one with his sword, like a falling comet. The blade drew ever closer, penetrating three feet into Wen Rui's body. The black spots and snowflakes in the probability field flickered incessantly.

The sword, which should have deflected on its own, instead approached Wen Rui's chest inch by inch. Blood trickled from the corner of Yun Zhongzi's mouth, and his Taoist robe was soaked with sweat and blood, but his hand holding the sword hilt remained as steady as a rock, his eyes fixed only on Wen Rui in front of the blade.

(End of this chapter)