Fengshen: I, Nezha, don’t need a system

The void world is a state of "nothingness" that is even more fundamental than chaos.

There is no trace of the passage of time here, no outline of spatial extension.

Even the very existence of something is a luxury.

Light that enters is instantly swallowed up, sound that travels out is immediately annihilated, and even the most basic particles cannot survive here.

But at this moment, in the center of this absolute emptiness, a flowing celestial projection floats, depicting all the scenery of the new world.

The milky nebula slowly collapsed within it, transforming into a rushing river of stars.

The silver-gray laws intertwine like spider silk, weaving the skeleton of heaven and earth.

You can even see the nascent dust colliding and merging, giving birth to the first breath of life, with every detail vividly displayed.

The scene projected was of the alien overlord slaughtering everyone in his path.

Why are you so persistent?

A deep voice suddenly rang out, unlike a human voice, more like the murky sound of the earth cracking and the stars turning back before the chaos was created.

It echoed in the void, layer upon layer, yet it couldn't even stir up a ripple.

It has no medium to carry it, and it cannot propagate through space.

The sound itself is like a paradox that violates the "law of nothingness".

It was born out of thin air, and it spread out of thin air as well.

The space remained completely empty.

There were no outlines of living beings, no shadows of objects, and not even the breath of a speaker could be found; it was as if the question was being murmured by nothingness itself.

There is no such thing as attachment.

Another voice followed closely behind.

It was calm and uneventful, yet it carried a sense of familiarity that permeated the primordial chaos and was etched into the very origin.

—That was the voice of the Chaos Pearl.

It also has no physical form; it is neither light nor air.

It was more like the whisper of this ethereal "will," each syllable enveloped in the vast, misty atmosphere of the beginning of chaos.

It was in stark contrast to that deep voice, yet they were clearly distinct.

“You could have come back on your own.”

The deep voice carried an unmistakable doubt, its heavy tone seeming to crush invisible laws.

"With the origin of your Chaos Treasure, you only need to gather the fragments scattered throughout the myriad worlds."

"With a single thought, you can return to the core of chaos and reclaim your rightful place. Why insist on having that child take your place?"

"His thoughts are the same as mine."

The Chaos Pearl paused for a moment.

It's like gazing at a figure that transcends time and space through that celestial projection.

For the first time, there was a subtle hint of solemnity in his tone.

"And in terms of 'breaking the deadlock,' they far surpass me."

"Just because of that?"

The deep voice rose slightly, its husky tone mixed with subtle vibrations, as if questioning an absurd conclusion.

This questioning wasn't out of anger, but rather pure bewilderment, as if unable to comprehend why a "choice" would be based on such a simple reason.

"That's why."

The Chaos Pearl's answer was resolute, without the slightest hesitation.

The desolation in his voice faded slightly, replaced by a more resolute tone.

"If we share the same thoughts, we will follow the same path; if you can break what I cannot break, you can inherit what I cannot inherit."

"absurd!"

The deep voice finally became emotional, as if refuting an incomprehensible fact.

"He is merely a derivative of your will!"

"Back then, in order to explore whether there was a Dao beyond chaos, you specially separated a wisp of your soul and sent it to travel through the myriad worlds."

"His memories are even the ones you've filtered out."

"His foundation was planted by you using the origin of chaos as a catalyst."

"Every path he has taken, the initial direction was set by you!"

"Now that he has returned, he only carries a portion of your path and memories. Why abandon the main consciousness you have cultivated for billions of years?"

A brief silence fell over the void.

Only the projection of that new world continues to slowly rotate.

The nebula collapsed more rapidly, the laws intertwined more densely, and even strands of golden "Daoist rhyme" could be seen shuttling through the starry river.

It's as if a figure is walking among them.

After a long while, the Chaos Pearl's voice rang out again, but it gently changed the subject.

"Remember my gambling?"

“In this void of you, I gamble with you on whether a wisp of my soul can completely transcend and transform.”

"you……"

The deep voice suddenly paused, and the tone instantly became much more complex.

A hint of melancholy crept into that heavy, husky tone.

"You did win."

"Yes."

The Chaos Pearl's voice took on a rare gentle tone, as if it were recalling fragments spanning billions of years.

The misty haze in the voice gradually dissipated, revealing a hint of warmth.

"That guy really meant what I dared not say."

"He entered the world in his true form as his own consciousness, but the Heavenly Dao saw through the true form of the Chaos Pearl and forcibly stole three-tenths of its original power from its source to consolidate his authority."

"But Heaven will never know that it was stealing my power..."

At the same time, the child also used the 'origin' he had comprehended in all the heavens and myriad realms to steal its own Heavenly Dao origin.

As soon as he finished speaking, the new world projected onto the sky suddenly began to fluctuate violently!

The originally milky white nebula suddenly exploded, turning into a sky full of golden light, and the silver-gray lines of law were dyed gold.

A blurry figure of a young man slowly emerged in the golden light—he wore a purple-gold imperial robe and held a pearl that shimmered with seven-colored light in his hand.

(It was the Great Dao Pearl that ruled over by that alien race).

It was surrounded by a faint yet incredibly majestic law of order.

At this moment, he was walking step by step toward a phantom door deep within the projection.

The Chaos Pearl's voice then became solemn, each word sounding as if it were striking the foundation of nothingness.

"Now he possesses the Great Dao Pearl of the alien ruler, which can merge with all Daos."

"Having also absorbed the elemental law authority of the magical artifact, his 'elements' are already at perfection..."

"Just one last step."

"I'll agree to open the door for him if he can answer one of my questions."

"But that's all."

A deep voice immediately followed, its tone carrying a clear warning.

"You should understand that every Great Dao Saint is in a state of transcendence."

"Unrestrained".

"Even the Great Dao has no way to control or command them."

"In that case, your existence will become meaningless!"

That is enough.

The Chaos Pearl interrupted it, its tone devoid of any worry, but rather carrying a sense of calm that had been settled.

"If he still can't break through even in this way, it proves that my choice was wrong, that I should have broken it off, and that I have nothing more to say."

"But the price is that you will be forever annihilated!"

The deep voice finally came with a tremor, and even a hint of urgency was revealed in the heavy tone.

"The main consciousness dissipates, and the divided soul takes its place."

"Your existence will be completely erased from the origin of chaos, leaving you no chance for reincarnation, and even the memory of 'having existed' will be forgotten!"

Even so, are you still willing to make the sacrifice?

The void world was utterly still.

The golden light projected onto the sky gradually faded, and the boy's figure stopped.

It's as if they're also waiting for an answer.

The illusory image of the main gate of chaos trembled slightly, while the power of the primordial chaos emanating from behind the gate gradually weakened.

That was the main consciousness of the Chaos Pearl, preparing to "give way".

A moment later, the Chaos Pearl's voice softly rang out.

It was uneventful, lacking in generosity, yet weighed a ton.

Only one word was engraved into the origin of nothingness.

"Yes."

The moment the words left his mouth, the projection on the sky suddenly shattered!

The golden light transformed into countless streams of light, converging towards the boy's figure.

The sound of the Chaos Pearl faded at a visible speed, as if it were gradually merging into nothingness, transforming into a staircase leading to the main gate of chaos.

—Its main consciousness is dissipating, its origin is decomposing, and along with those memories and paths spanning billions of years, they are all shifting towards the figure of the boy.

That deep voice never rang out again.

In the void, only the figure of the young man remained, holding the Great Dao Pearl, standing before the gradually clearing Chaos Main Gate, awaiting the question that would decide everything.

Only the aura of the Chaos Pearl remained, gradually weakening.

Yet, the boy gradually grows stronger.

Is it worth it...?

Chaos Orb.

.....

"It seems... something is missing."

Nezha stood quietly in front of the gate, pondering the matter, the aura surrounding him growing stronger.

That was the aura of elements gradually merging.

The Great Dao Pearl in his hand.

It is also melting away step by step.

It entered his body.

It became the nourishment for him to become stronger.

"But this door..."

"How exactly can we open it?"