Primordial Rune Cultivator: From Chaos to Hunyuan
Chapter 43

Hóngméng Rebirth, the Pact of Pure Land

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The aura of the Primordial Pure Land was like dawn breaking, slowly spreading through the dust of the Chaos Domain. This power carried the gentle rhythm of "vitality flourishing and all things renewing," utterly different from the deathly silence of the Chaos Reinstaller, yet bearing the same threat of rewriting the structure of the Myriad Realms. It did not seek to destroy the existing Myriad Realms, but instead intended to use Primordial Origin as its foundation to reshape an entirely new "Primordial Myriad Realms," forcing all existing orders to yield to new life.

Xuan Fu's Myriad Realms Primordial Talisman resonated violently, and faint Primordial Chaos patterns emerged amid the seven-colored violet-gold radiance. He could clearly sense that the purity of this aura far exceeded the Origin of Myriad Daos. It was the true energy of the "beginning of all things," yet it also carried an absolute exclusivity. Once Primordial Rebirth began, the beings and laws of the existing Myriad Realms would either merge into the Primordial Chaos or be naturally eliminated by the power of new life.

"It's the Primordial Lord." The golden figure of the Primordial Ancestor manifested within the Myriad Realms Core. His eyes held a complicated, ancient weariness. "He is the surviving will of the Primordial Chaos Era. He witnessed the birth and succession of the Myriad Daos and has remained hidden in the Primordial Pure Land, waiting for the opportunity for rebirth. The defeat of the Chaos Reinstaller allowed him to see that opportunity."

The figure of the Lord of Balance appeared as well, and the Power of Balance formed a buffer barrier at the edge of the Myriad Realms. "The Primordial Lord's power is gentle yet domineering. His rebirth is not destruction, yet it is even harder to resist than destruction—no one can refuse true Life Origin. But the Myriad Realm Beings have their own choices. They should not be forcibly merged into the Primordial Chaos."

Xuan Fu's Spiritual Sense turned toward the edge of the Chaos Domain. The Chaos Particles there were gradually being transformed by the Primordial Chaos Aura into gentle Primordial Chaos spiritual energy. A hazy green curtain of light was slowly unfurling—the entrance to the Primordial Pure Land. Within the curtain, countless phantoms of newly born spirit plants swayed, radiating intoxicating vitality. Longing had already appeared in the eyes of many Myriad Realm Beings, and the power of belief began to waver.

"Primordial Lord, the Myriad Realm Beings each have their own paths. Why must you forcibly initiate rebirth?" Xuan Fu's voice spread throughout the Myriad Realms and the Chaos Domain. The Myriad Realms Primordial Talisman erupted with a clarifying rune, stabilizing the beings' faith. "If the Primordial Chaos truly is the source of life, then it should respect the choice of the Myriad Realms rather than commit an act of exclusion in the name of rebirth!"

A gentle yet resolute voice came from within the green curtain of light. "Young friend Xuan Fu, the Myriad Realms have endured countless calamities, and their Origins have long since withered. Only by merging into the Primordial Chaos can they obtain true eternal vitality. I am not forcibly interfering. I am merely providing a better path forward." The curtain of light slowly opened, and a figure in green Daoist robes stepped out, surrounded by Primordial Chaos spiritual energy. It was the Primordial Lord. His aura was as gentle as jade, yet it made the laws of the entire Myriad Realms submit.

The Primordial Lord raised a hand and waved. Countless streams of Primordial Chaos spiritual energy transformed into green motes of light and flew toward the Myriad Realm Beings. Wherever the motes passed, the beings' wounds rapidly healed and their Origins were nourished. Many Great Dao Worlds on the verge of exhaustion also began to regain their vitality. But Xuan Fu keenly sensed faint Primordial Chaos Imprints within the green motes. Once they merged too deeply, the beings' wills would gradually draw toward the Primordial Chaos, ultimately losing the right to choose for themselves.

"This isn't a choice. It's imperceptible assimilation!" Xuan Fu activated the Myriad Realms Primordial Talisman, forming a barrier that blocked the spread of the green motes. "True vitality should allow the Myriad Realms to recover on their own, not reduce them to vassals of the Primordial Chaos!"

The Primordial Lord's expression darkened slightly, and the fluctuations of the Primordial Chaos spiritual energy grew violent. "Obstinate fool. The exhaustion of the Myriad Realms Origin is a fact. Forcibly maintaining it will only accelerate destruction. Since you refuse to cooperate, I can only forcibly open the path to rebirth." He waved his hand, and the green curtain of light swelled. Countless phantoms of Primordial Chaos spirit plants transformed into sharp vines and coiled toward the Myriad Realms Defense Array. Wherever the vines passed, Chaos Particles were rapidly transformed, and green traces of corrosion began to appear across the array's seven-colored curtain of light.

"If you want to assimilate the Myriad Realms, get past me first!" Xuan Fu stood shoulder to shoulder with the Void Ancestor and the Lord of Balance. Myriad Realms Primordial, Life and Death, and the Power of Balance merged together, forming a Tricolor Attack Wave that slashed toward the Primordial Chaos vines. The instant the attack wave collided with the vines, countless vines were severed and the Primordial Chaos spiritual energy began rapidly dissipating. But soon, new vines surged from the green curtain of light, endlessly replacing them.

The Primordial Lord's power far surpassed that of every enemy before him. His Primordial Chaos spiritual energy could nourish all things, transform into the sharpest of weapons, and subtly assimilate the will, making it difficult for anyone to truly resist him with all their strength. The faith of the Myriad Realm Beings began to waver again. Many started questioning the meaning of resistance, believing that merging into the Primordial Chaos might truly be the better choice.

"Everyone, wake up!" Xuan Fu burned part of the Myriad Realms Primordial Origin, and a massive pillar of belief rose from the Myriad Realms Core. "Even the exhaustion of choosing for ourselves is better than eternal life through assimilation! The future of the Myriad Realms should be created by us, not by living under someone else's roof!"

The radiance of the pillar of belief instantly awakened the beings. The longing in their eyes was replaced by determination, and the power of belief erupted once more, continuously pouring into the Myriad Realms Defense Array. The figures of the Ultimate Sovereign and the Void Lord appeared again as well. The two exchanged a glance and attacked simultaneously. Though each harbored ambitions of his own, neither was willing to become a vassal of the Primordial Chaos. Their powers of dominion and devouring transformed into two sharp blades that slashed toward the Primordial Chaos vines, easing the pressure on the Myriad Realms Defense Array.

Xuan Fu did not reject their assistance. He knew that unity was the only way out at that moment. "Primordial Lord, if you insist on this course, then don't blame us for joining forces against you!" He activated the power of the Myriad Realms Core and fused it with the Myriad Realms Primordial Talisman, forming a Myriad Realms Self-Regeneration Talisman. The surface of the talisman was covered in the independent convictions of the Myriad Realm Beings, and it flew toward the Primordial Lord.

The talisman was not an attack. Instead, it displayed the potential of the Myriad Realms to recover on their own. Wherever it passed, the Origin Power of the Myriad Realms began circulating rapidly. Under the nourishment of the power of belief, the exhausted Great Dao Worlds gradually regained vitality of their own. It was faint, yet filled with independence, forming a stark contrast with the power of Primordial Rebirth.

A trace of astonishment flashed through the Primordial Lord's eyes, and the fluctuations of the Primordial Chaos spiritual energy gradually slowed. "I never expected that the independent convictions of the Myriad Realms could give birth to such vitality." He waved his hand, halting the Primordial Chaos vines' attack as the green curtain of light began to contract. "I can give the Myriad Realms a chance. Within a thousand years, if you can achieve true independent recovery through your own power, I will abandon the rebirth plan. But if your Origins remain exhausted after a thousand years, you must merge into the Primordial Chaos unconditionally."

Xuan Fu felt relieved. He knew this was the best possible outcome for now. "Good! I accept on behalf of the Myriad Realms!" He cupped his hands toward the Primordial Lord. "Within a thousand years, we will certainly achieve independent recovery and prove the potential of the Myriad Realms."

The Primordial Lord nodded. The green curtain of light transformed into a Primordial Token and flew toward Xuan Fu. "This is the Primordial Token. It can monitor the condition of the Myriad Realms Origin at any time, and it can also provide a trace of Primordial Chaos spiritual energy in moments of crisis. When the thousand-year period ends, I will return." With that, his figure slowly retreated into the green curtain of light. The curtain gradually contracted and vanished at the edge of the Chaos Domain.

After the Primordial Lord left, the Ultimate Sovereign and the Void Lord departed as well. Before leaving, they issued a warning: if the Myriad Realms failed to recover after a thousand years, they would still return to seize control of them. Holding the Primordial Token, Xuan Fu felt immense pressure and determination. A thousand years seemed long, yet making the exhausted Myriad Realms recover independently within that time would be extraordinarily difficult.

"We must race against time for these thousand years!" Xuan Fu embedded the Primordial Token into the Myriad Realms Core. "Void Ancestor, sorry for the trouble—use the Power of Life and Death to accelerate the circulation of the Myriad Realms Origin. Lord of Balance, please stabilize the laws of the Myriad Realms and prevent imbalance. Daoist Yang Mei, Donghua, and the others, lead the strong practitioners of the Myriad Realms in clearing out internal dangers and repairing the damaged Great Dao Worlds. As for all the living beings, focus on cultivation and gather belief, nourishing the Myriad Realms Origin together!"

Everyone immediately set to work, and the Myriad Realms entered a phase of comprehensive recovery. The Power of Life and Death circulated through the Myriad Realms Core, accelerating the rebirth of the Origin. The Power of Balance stabilized the laws and order, preventing new crises from arising. The strong practitioners of the Myriad Realms traveled everywhere, clearing away the remaining Chaos Particles and Primordial Chaos Imprints and repairing damaged worlds. The myriad living beings gathered their faith, jointly nourishing the Myriad Realms Origin.

Just as the recovery of the Myriad Realms proceeded in an orderly fashion, Xuan Fu's Spiritual Sense suddenly detected an extremely faint disturbance coming from the Primordial Token. This disturbance came neither from the Primordial Lord nor from a problem within the Myriad Realms. Instead, it came from the depths of the Primordial Pure Land—the Forbidden Land. There existed a power there utterly different from the vitality of the Primordial Chaos: the power of Deadly Primordial Chaos. It carried the strange rhythm of Backlash Rebirth, causing even the gentle aura of the Primordial Token to become slightly sluggish.

Xuan Fu's heart tightened. He knew that this power of Deadly Primordial Chaos might conceal a secret the Primordial Lord was unwilling to mention. Its existence might become the key factor affecting the thousand-year deadline. It could even turn the Primordial Rebirth plan into an even greater crisis.

An ultimate adventure concerning the independent recovery of the Myriad Realms and the forbidden secrets of the Primordial Chaos had quietly begun at the edge of the Primordial Pure Land.

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