Chaos Spirit Field

In Taoyuan Village on Wuxing Mountain, a gentle breeze rustled the leaves. At that moment, a man and a woman stood quietly facing each other, the atmosphere seeming somewhat solemn and awkward.

The woman was dressed in a long, snow-white dress. Her figure was graceful, her face was beautiful, and she exuded nobility and holiness. Her eyes were filled with confusion, and she slowly said to the man before her, "Sun Dasheng, I lied to you. Zhao Yunduo never loved you. I am the source of space, not her."

Upon hearing this, the man known as Sun Dasheng instantly broke into an unconcealable bitter smile. His once gleaming eyes dimmed, and he replied with a trembling voice, "Junior Sister Yun Duo, you and the Origin of Space are one and the same. I'm about to die. Can't you just lie to me and let me die without regrets?"

The Source of Space God was silent for a long time. She frowned slightly and stared at Sun Dasheng. After a moment of contemplation, she said, "Sun Dasheng, forget it. Now that things have come to this, you should leave here immediately. It is indeed my fault for letting you risk and sacrifice yourself for a slim hope that is almost impossible to achieve. I am truly too selfish."

Upon hearing this, Sun Dasheng's face suddenly flashed with surprise, as if he had seen a ray of light in the darkness. He looked at the Source of Space God excitedly and asked anxiously, "Junior Sister Yun Duo, could it be that... you're saying this because you're thinking about me and caring about me? If so, I'm so happy!"

However, the Divine Lord of the Origin of Space shook his head without hesitation and replied coldly, "Sun Dasheng, you're probably overthinking it. I let you go not out of concern for you, but because I was worried that if you died, I wouldn't be able to explain to Zhao Shanhe."

Sun Dasheng was speechless for a moment. He said with a dejected look on his face: "Why does the evil Zhao Shanhe exist in this world? I hate it!"

At this moment, a cold and sharp voice pierced the sky like thunder: "Sun Dasheng, quickly transform into the source of creation, or don't blame me for being ruthless and taking Zhao Yunduo's life immediately!"

Sun Dasheng jerked his head up at the sound, his gaze piercing towards the source. He saw the Origin of Space God being held tightly by a stern-faced, extraordinarily handsome man. The man's black robe rustled in the wind, and he exuded a chilling aura.

Seeing this, Sun Dasheng's anger instantly flared up. His eyes widened, and he roared with gritted teeth, "Who the hell are you? Let go of Junior Sister Yun Duo!"

However, in the face of Sun Wukong's angry rebuke, the man simply smiled coldly, a hint of disdain on the corner of his mouth, and responded in a voice so cold that it seemed to freeze the air: "Hmph, you still dare to hesitate? As expected, men's words are deceitful. You don't care about Zhao Yunduo at all. If that's the case, what's the point of keeping her? I will send her to the west now!"

Seeing this, Sun Dasheng was extremely anxious and shouted loudly, "Wait! Don't be impulsive. I will turn into the source of good fortune right now. I only ask you not to hurt Junior Sister Yun Duo..."

Before he finished speaking, Sun Wukong cast a deep glance at the held Divine Origin of Space—no, in his eyes, that was clearly his beloved Zhao Yunduo. His gaze was filled with longing and reluctance, but he ultimately smiled and slowly closed his eyes. Following a flash of dazzling light, Sun Wukong's body gradually transformed, ultimately transforming into a brilliant, crystal-clear, iridescent stone.

At the moment Sun Wukong completed his transformation, the Space Source God suddenly felt the powerful force restraining her suddenly dissipate. After regaining her freedom, she angrily questioned the man in front of her, "Why are you pretending to be Zhao Yunhua? Who are you?"

The man in black ignored the source of creation that was flashing with colorful light, but took the primordial purple energy floating in the air and absorbed it into his body.

The Source of Space God said in shock, "You are Zhao Linger, this is impossible."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in black transformed into a charming and beautiful woman, exactly like Zhao Linger. She said softly, "Fourth sister, I just had to make an emergency decision. Please forgive me."

The Source of Space God said with a vigilant look: "Zhao Linger, who are you?"

Zhao Linger said softly, "One begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things. One is the beginning, two is the origin and beginning, and three is creation, chaos and order. I am the great Lord of Chaos."

The God of the Source of Space widened his eyes and said suspiciously, "Hasn't the Lord of Chaos always been Zhao Shanhe? How could it become you?" She looked at Zhao Linger in front of her in disbelief, her heart full of confusion and bewilderment.

Zhao Linger shook her head gently, a faint smile playing on her lips. She explained, "Fourth sister, I am the Lord of Chaos. Zhao Yunhua is the Lord of Creation, and Zhao Yunfei is the Lord of Order. As for Zhao Shanhe... guess what he is?"

The Source of Space God frowned, pondered for a moment, and then replied: "Could he be Yuan or Chu?"

At this moment, a clear voice suddenly rang out: "Yuan is Yang, Chu is Yin. Now Yin and Yang have become one, and there is no so-called Yuan in the world anymore. Seventh sister, stop it!" The person who spoke was Zhao Yunhua. He walked slowly towards them, his expression revealing endless helplessness and regret.

The Source of Space Divine Venerable became increasingly bewildered. She eagerly asked, "Lord of Creation, what on earth is going on?"

Zhao Yunhua sighed deeply and spoke slowly, "Fourth sister, since ancient times, the universe has been divided into yin and yang, and human nature has been divided into good and evil. Perhaps Creation and Chaos were born with the wrong genders. The true evildoer is Chaos, not Creation!"

Zhao Linger wrinkled her nose and said dissatisfiedly, "Lord of Fortune, it's obviously your wishful thinking. How can you say it's my fault?"

At this moment, a voice was heard: "The Lord of Creation made the mistake of being too infatuated and acting as your bootlicker. Fifth brother, you have to call me Third Brother from now on." The person who came was Zhao Yunfei, and he said jokingly.

Zhao Yunhua said respectfully, "Yunhua greets Third Brother. I beg you to show mercy and spare Hun Dun."

Zhao Linger heard this and said with disdain: "Order is just a bottom-tier existence. I still use him to show mercy. The world listens to my orders and suppresses it."

The order was issued, but it had no effect. Zhao Linger said in shock, "I have already gathered nine strands of Hongmeng Purple Qi. Why is this world not obeying my orders? Who is behind this?"