He wants to be that balance point!
As the boundary between pure white and pitch black began to show subtle signs of fusion within Lin Qingxia's life essence, the soul fire in the eyes of the Ferryman beside the throne condensed.
"Want to be independent? Dream on!"
What he wanted was a god of asura under his control, not a being who had grasped balance and possessed independent will!
He was about to intervene and forcefully tip the scales in favor of Order.
At that very moment!
"Warning! Warning! Nuclear paradox detected!"
The cold, neutral synthesized voice of "Tianshu" was suddenly interrupted by violent noises and electrical sounds, like a robot stuttering in fright.
"The underlying data of 'Yang Heart' has... an unauthorized...'emotional...' module has appeared!"
"What?!" The Ferryman froze, unable to believe it.
Yang Heart is the purest embodiment of "Order" after the Asura Ancestor has stripped away all emotions. How could it possibly give birth to emotions? This is even more absurd than a stone blooming!
However, he was unaware that deep within Yang Heart, there remained something sealed away for billions of years—the memory imprint of the Asura Ancestor as a "living being." It was the love, hate, and grudges he experienced as a flesh-and-blood being before he became a god.
This mark should have remained dormant forever.
But Xiao Han's indomitable will, his strong feelings of protecting his beloved, and the radiance emanating from the [Human Dao Merit Golden Wheel] that was faintly visible behind him, unexpectedly activated this long-dormant "humanity" like a key!
Within Order, emotions are born.
For a purely logical AI like "Tianshu," this is akin to suddenly encountering an answer like "1+1=apple" within the universal axiom "1+1=2."
This is the core paradox that could cause its entire system to collapse completely!
The source of the paradox has been identified... as an 'outsider'... the holder of the 'Destiny Protocol'...
"Threat level... highest!"
"Clear... clear... clear!"
The Hive Temple's attack target has instantly shifted!
The millions of scarlet mechanical eyes simultaneously shifted away from Xiao Han and locked onto the person who had escaped.
The next second, endless beams of pure white "formatted" light, like a torrential downpour sweeping across the entire temple, shot towards the Ferryman from all directions!
"You bastard! How dare you!"
The Ferryman was utterly enraged by this unexpected "betrayal." He never dreamed that he would be attacked by a program he had initiated himself! He roared and swung his illusory bone arm, the dense power of "reincarnation" transforming into a gray barrier that clashed violently with the entire defense system of the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion's core prison!
The temple trembled violently, the data waterfall became chaotic, and the logic runes shattered.
Now!
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Xiao Han made a decision that shocked even Mei'er. He voluntarily opened his sea of consciousness completely to the hesitant and flickering "Yang Heart".
There was no warning, no resistance.
The scene of the Emperor Xia igniting his remaining soul, transforming it into a blazing sun, and shouting "The future of humanity is more important" before bravely facing death...
At the end of the universe, holding the cold bodies of Lin Qingxia and Su Linglong, the despair and grief that penetrated to the bone...
He poured out his most intense, painful, and profound emotional memories, like a flood bursting its banks, onto that Yang Heart that had given birth to a trace of "humanity."
Buzz--!
Yang Heart's aggressive nature, capable of formatting everything, came to an abrupt halt. It hovered quietly in front of Xiao Han, its pure white light gradually softening, like a newborn infant curiously "reading" these emotions it had never understood before.
A moment later, Yang Heart suddenly shuddered and split in two.
Half of it transformed into a crystal of pure, unadulterated Order, seemingly composed of countless runes of law.
The other half slowly coalesced into a blurry phantom—a man clad in tattered armor, with a dignified yet weathered face, the remnant soul of the Asura Ancestor. He gazed at Xiao Han before him with an incredibly complex expression.
"Boom!"
With a deafening roar, the Ferryman shattered the last layer of defensive light netting and teleported in front of Xiao Han. Looking at the shattered Yang Heart, he smiled instead of being angry, his eyes filled with boundless greed.
He grinned maliciously, and his withered, bony hand suddenly reached out to grab the crystal of Order and the remnant soul of the Asura.
"Thank you, little one."
"Help me tame it."
The withered, bony hand, carrying the decaying aura of countless reincarnations, reached out like an eagle's claw towards the shattered crystal of Order and the Asura Ancestor's Remnant Soul.
The soul fire beneath the Ferryman's mask pulsed violently, releasing the ecstasy and greed suppressed for billions of years, transforming into a piercing cracking sound that echoed through the deathly silent temple.
"Thank you, little thing." His hoarse voice was full of condescending condescension. "Help me tame it."
In his eyes, Xiao Han was nothing more than a pawn to be used and discarded, a whetstone whose greatest value was to polish this unruly divine essence into a docile and palatable form.
However, when the bony hand was only inches away from its target, it could not advance even an inch further.
It is not a physical barrier, but a kind of absolute stillness from a higher level.
The Asura Ancestor's Remnant Soul, clad in tattered armor and with a majestic yet weathered face, slowly turned around. Instead of looking at Xiao Han, it fixed its eyes, which had witnessed the rise and fall of countless eras, on the Ferryman.
There was no anger, no murderous intent, only a bottomless weariness and sorrow.
"Jailer."
A grand and ancient voice resounded not through the air, but directly within the depths of the soul of every being.
"Your duty as a guard is over."
The moment the words fell, the remnant soul of the progenitor suddenly ignited, not transforming into energy, but into a "true" law so pure it was indescribable. This law, like an invisible light, instantly pierced through the soul of the person being addressed.
"Ah--!"
The Ferryman let out a bloodcurdling scream, his body trembling violently. His mind wasn't filled with painful images, but rather with a forgotten "reality" forcibly implanted into it.
In the beginning of time, before embarking on his journey, a great deity used a wisp of his divine will to create an absolutely loyal guardian, commanding it to guard the "Yin Heart" that he had separated from him, never to leave. The deity promised that when he returned, he would break the contract and grant it true freedom.
But the gods never returned.
Endless years and endless loneliness are enough to distort everything. Loyal guardians have become "Ferrymen " yearning to replace the old gods, and the mission of protection has been distorted into a mad desire to Godslaying and establish new ones.
He wasn't an ambitious man; he was just a pathetic wretch who had been abandoned for too long and had forgotten who he was.