The bloody battle and tragic resolve outside, filtered through the isolation of the Primordial Stone Coffin, became an unceasing, muffled roar and waves of Dao fluctuations that stirred the heart. They continuously seeped into the chaotic Reincarnation Source Fluid within the coffin. Li Wuyang's faint true spirit was like a lone boat upon a storm-tossed sea at night, liable to be swallowed whole at any moment. Yet the extreme pressure of destruction, the Shadow Sword Immortal's sacrifice of an arm to protect the coffin, and the tragic will of countless soldiers fighting to the death without retreating were like the fiercest flames, endlessly scorching and tempering that lone boat.
At the boundary between life and death, nourished by the Primordial Stone Coffin's intrinsic power of Reincarnation, Li Wuyang's consciousness entered a profound and mysterious state of enlightenment. Fragments of his memories, insights from cultivation, and understanding of chaos, nirvana, and reincarnation were like shattered stars. Scoured by the Reincarnation Source Fluid, they began to rearrange, combine, and ascend in an entirely new way.
He "saw" the primordial scene before chaos had opened, when all things returned to a single breath. He saw Pangu creating heaven and earth, separating the clear from the turbid—the utmost extreme of "birth." He saw stars being born, civilizations flourishing, and all things prospering—the aspect of "abiding." He saw prosperity decline, stars fall, civilizations collapse, and living beings wither—the calamity of "decay." Finally, all returned to silence and emptiness—the end of "void." Yet this "void" was not absolute ending, but contained the germ of the next "birth." Birth, abiding, decay, void—cycling endlessly, without beginning or end. This was the grandest reincarnation.
The "annihilation" pursued by The Finality Council, however, was not true "void." It sought to forcibly interrupt this cycle and eternally freeze all things in