Chapter 36

The metal wreckage of Little Nianyao completely decomposed amidst collisions and melting, the lament of the Seed Furnace already extinguished in the burst of the Dao Seed’s blazing light. Her consciousness, like a speck of dust falling into a solar storm, was cast entirely into the furnace of pure chaos. There was no form, no boundary. Only torrents of law information and destructive primordial energy crazily tore, burned, and reorganized the final anchors of her consciousness. It was an annihilation far exceeding the collapse of a physical body, the supreme torture of having one's proof of existence forcibly "formatted." The fine threads constituting the core of her will—those intangible structures forcibly woven from obsessive thoughts, scars, and stolen fragment Dao Laws—shattered piece by piece under the scouring of the chaotic torrent, like a neural network dissolved by strong acid. Right within this absolute, nihilistic storm of dissolution, an "ember" originating from the end of life and from the purest burning will erupted with a deafening roar!