It was another massive one today!
With the heart dead, the lamp went out; with the man dead, the Dao vanished as well.
The Truth Ritual was indeed wearing everything down, breaking apart the fuel it marked and stuffing it all into that resplendent nebula to accumulate strength for the next experiment.
Cheng Shi's figure slowly crumbled away within the experiment, from his feet to his head, from his limbs to his features. Soon, only a mouth remained. Yet even that last remaining mouth curved into a smile at that moment.
No one could possibly smile at a time like this. So why was Cheng Shi still smiling?
Because...
Birth!
Never forget that Hu Xuan had planted a Pregnancy Law within Cheng Shi. As long as Birth was also part of this game, he could always revive through Birth's power and reappear in the world.
Thus, in the final second of his life, he waited for a miracle—a miracle belonging to Birth. He had experienced such a miracle once before, and the facts had proven that if there could be a first time, there would be a second.
At the moment that mouth was about to vanish into thin air, a force of revival from Birth erupted. It resisted Truth's erosion and restored Cheng Shi's flesh.
The curve at the corner of his mouth grew wider and wider. As his revived body became increasingly solid, his face looked almost ferocious because of that absurdly broad grin.
But the power of revival ultimately had its limits. After the Pregnancy Law released all its revival power, the curve of Cheng Shi's lips froze instantly, then turned downward a second later, changing from disdainful arrogance into flustered panic.
Birth could give him a second life, but not a third. Truth's erosion continued. When