Tianyan Demon Ancestor

Deep within the Star Sea, the Nebula that had once pulsated like Cosmic Embryo, encompassing countless possibilities, suddenly contracted. Billions of points of light, seemingly drawn by an invisible force of Daoist energy, converged into a shimmering torrent of gold, swirling three times around Ren Xiaoyao —the first swirling to gather the sharpness of the wind, the second the weight of the earth, and the third the fusion of water and fire, life and death, before finally solidifying into substance. The instant the armor plates were formed, Star Orbit Patterns danced like the Milky Way flowing backwards. On the shoulder armor, the azure patterns of wind transformed into nine-headed dragons, their horns radiating a sharp light capable of cleaving through time and space. The claws reached towards the nine-layered mountains forged from the yellow veins of the earth, each layer etched with the trajectory of a collapsing Star Core. In the spiral Star Map formed by their intertwining, every star point replicated the first glimmer of light at the birth of the universe—a light more intense than the jets of quasars, capable of instantly igniting Dark Matter; more subtle than the trajectory of Dark Matter, capable of leaving an eternal imprint in quantum foam, condensing the first tremor and the first ripple of energy from the singularity explosion 13.8 billion years ago into an eternally flowing halo on the claw blade.

At the center of the breastplate, the ink-black water flowed like solidified fat from the abyss, with billions of frozen Space-time Fragments floating within its depths; it merged with the leaping, crimson flames of fire, forming a yin- Yin-Yang Fish symbol, the tips of which pulsed with Planck-scale energy pulses. At each of the fish's eyes hung a Miniature Star Cores the size of a walnut: the left core held the chill of Freeze All Sounds, its temperature capable of freezing the tremors of gravitational waves, condensing Nebula millions of light-years away into still Glazed Ice, leaving frozen traces even as light passed through; the right core burned with the heat of incinerating Void, its Flame Heart pulsating with the energy frequency of Supernova Explosion, scorching even the Time Stream, leaving eternal time scars in the void. The two Star Core trembled gently with Ren Xiaoyao's breath, the rhythm of birth Life-Death Conversion spreading like the tides with each Inhale and Exhale, causing the surrounding Asteroid Belt to ripple with light and shadow—the star stones dimmed to death with inhalation, and shone with the glow of new life with exhalation.

With a wave of his hand, the Twenty-Eight Mansions Totem burst forth from the patterns on his imperial armor, transforming into a phantom of Star Beast tens of feet tall: the Jiao Mu Jiao, its azure scales swirling with the sharp energy forged by Wind Tribulation, each scale etched with patterns of Space-Time Rift; as the scales opened and closed, the forms of wind from different Universe Era could be seen; when Soaring Cloud Riding Mist, the mist was torn into transparent ravines spanning billions of light-years, the walls of which clearly showed the afterimages of past galaxies, the brilliance of quasar explosions, and the swallowing of stars by Black Hole. A profound silence descended. The Wei Huo Hu's body Flame Sect like the luminous shell of Supernova Explosion; each flame was a miniature stellar evolutionary chain, from main-sequence star to red giant to White Dwarf Star. The instant Shattering the Void, Stellar Remnants burst forth from its footprints, carbon and oxygen crystals refracting rainbow-like halos in the flames, revealing the traces of elemental birth within. The Kui Mu Lang howled to the heavens, its sound waves transforming into Gale Wind capable of shattering Star Core; where the wind passed, even the degenerate matter of Neutron Star... Shaken into elementary particles; its roar echoing across the Star River, even the jets of quasars a billion light-years away were deflected, tracing graceful arcs in the void, the ends of which gave birth to a new Nebula. The Bi Yue Wu spread its wings, each feather carrying the weight of time, a frozen moment in time, revealing the meteorite trajectory of the dinosaurs' extinction and glimpsing the collapse of future galaxies; the starfire it brought fell into the void, burning forth a primordial Nebula nurturing Planets. Within this Nebula, the nascent Planets began to condense atmospheres, and the faint rumble of nascent thunder could be heard, containing the vibrational frequency of the first amino acid molecule's formation. Star Beast circled around it, emitting roars that shook the universe, the sound waves transforming into visible golden ripples, shaking the distant Asteroid Belt into a dazzling star ring. Within the ring, stardust condensed with the rhythm of the ripples into fleeting star chains, their shapes resembling the silhouettes of the Twenty-Eight Mansions Totems.

This is the "Tianyan Emperor Armor," a tangible manifestation of Ren Xiaoyao's complete fusion of the Dao of Infinite Evolution with his own divine soul. Microwave halos of cosmic background radiation flow along the edges of the armor plates, containing the code of the Cosmic Expansion rate, spreading outwards at 73.5 km/s/megaparsecs, yet bound to the edges by the Daoist principles, forming a wondrous dynamic balance. Every inch of the armor plate is engraved with a complete Evolution Diagram from singularity to Heat Death, from the quantum fluctuations of Planck time to the Gravity Dance of galaxy clusters, to the final moment of proton decay—all clearly discernible; at the fingertips... Where he passed, he could cause the orbital trajectories of surrounding galaxies to shift slightly— the Andromeda and the Milky Way Galaxy, which were just destined to collide, had now diverged under his fingertips, each extending into new spiral arms. Every Dao Patterns carried the ultimate rhythm of Life-Death Conversion. With each breath, the pulse of the Nebula resonated with his heartbeat, and even quasars 10 billion light-years away trembled slightly with this rhythm. The intensity and frequency of their jets were perfectly synchronized with his pulse, as if the entire observable universe had become his outstretched limbs, and each heartbeat was injecting new life into the Star Sea.

Just then, from the "Domain of Nothingness"Void at the edge of the universe, a cold snort suddenly emanated. The sound was unlike the shattering glass of the Annihilation Demon Ancestor; it lacked the sharp, tearing sensation of the previous sound. Instead, it carried an ancient and majestic quality, accumulated since the very beginning of the Dao, like a silent whisper before the first explosion of the universe, imbued with the chaotic weight of the Primordial Chaos before its explosion. Landing in the Star Sea, it caused the swirling Star Orbit on Ren Xiaoyao's Emperor Armor to abruptly halt, and even the roars of the Twenty-Eight Mansions Star Beast phantoms paused for half a breath—for that half breath, the entropy increase of the entire universe seemed to freeze.

"Evolution?" The voice carried undisguised mockery, like a heavy hammer striking Bronze Ancient Bell. The sound waves transformed into dark purple ripples, dimming the light of stars and rendering even supernova explosions weak and feeble. "It's nothing more than fireflies that have stolen the Cosmic Origin, drifting along with the current of dust, yet it dares to call itself 'infinite'?"

As the words were spoken, a shadow even deeper than the "lightlessness" of the Annihilation Demon Ancestor spread from the Void. It was not mere darkness, but a "Reverse Order Shadow" that would devour even darkness itself, flowing with a frequency completely opposite to the Dao of Dao Transmutation —Evolution is order within entropy increase, while this was disorder within entropy decrease; Evolution is the arrow of time, while this was the reversal of time. Wherever it passed, the Ice Crystals star that Ren Xiaoyao had previously Strength Cultivator of evolution began to undergo strange changes: craters were flattened as if by an invisible hand, their bodies reverting to a molten state at a visible speed, magma defying the Principle gravity flowing back to the Earth's core, and rocks along the way recrystallizing into molten form. The aurora borealis recedes like a receding tide, charged particles abandon their high-energy state and sink back into the celestial magnetic field. Even the strength of the magnetic field decreases in the opposite direction, from Gauss to microgauss, and finally becomes lifeless. Even a compass loses its direction here. Most astonishing are the traces of meteorite impacts. Cracks contract from the outside in, and scattered ice fragments defy the law of inertia and fly back to the impact point. Even the heat generated by the impact is recovered—the heated rocks cool down again, and the dissipated infrared radiation flows back into the rocks, eventually turning back into the No Life Ice Crystals before the impact. It is as if the evolution of the previous millions of years was just a mirage, never leaving a trace in the River of Time.

From the shadows, a figure slowly emerged. He wore imperial armor identical in style to Ren Xiaoyao's, yet his entire body was pitch black, like light sucked into Black Hole. Instead of Star Orbit Patterns, the armor plates were adorned with countless twisted "annihilation" characters, each one devouring the surrounding light and Principle —wherever the "annihilation" character passed, the Law of Conservation of Energy failed, and momentum vanished into thin air. In the gaps between the characters, one could see the afterimages of galaxies collapsing into singularities; time itself appeared morbidly wrinkled in those gaps, a second stretched into eternity, then compressed into a single instant within eternity. His face bore a striking resemblance to Ren Xiaoyao's, their features identical, as if he were Ren Xiaoyao's reflection in the Mirror of Dao, except that his eyes held no stars, only a Primordial Chaos capable of devouring consciousness. Wherever his gaze swept... Even the flow of time seemed to stagnate—the meteor that had been hurtling forward just moments before now crawled slowly in syrup. The Emperor Mark between his brows was not the Twenty-Eight Mansions Totem, but a constantly collapsing Miniature Black Hole. There was no accretion disk at the edge of the Black Hole, only pure gravitational distortion; light that approached would be twisted into a pretzel. The oppressive aura emanating from it suffocated even the Four Tribulations Dao Aura surrounding Ren Xiaoyao —the flow of the wind became sluggish, like viscous amber, each fluctuation requiring a thousand times the energy; the earth's heaviness cracked with spiderweb-like fissures, from which seeped an aura of Void; the water's containment began to defy the laws of physics, evaporating, liquid water skipping the Gaseous State and becoming Void; the birth and death of fire approached deathly stillness, the flames solidifying into black sculptures, even the memory of burning was erased.

"The Tianyan Demon Ancestor?" Ren Xiaoyao's pupils constricted slightly. The phantom of the Star Beast on his imperial armor simultaneously arched its body and let out a wary growl—the scales of the Jiao Mu Jiao stood up, the flames of the Wei Huo Hu surged, the fangs of the Kui Mu Lang were exposed, and the wings of the Bi Yue Wu tightened. He sensed from the other party a Daoist aura that was of the same origin as his own yet completely opposite. It was a distorted Mirror Image of the Dao of "Tianyan": transforming "Infinite Evolution" into "Infinite Destruction," breaking the balance of the Life-Death Cycle, turning it into a one-way collapse that only destroys and does not create, as if it wanted to drag all the evolutionary trajectories of the universe into the abyss of destruction, causing the River of Time to flow backward to the dryness of its source, and causing all "existence" to retreat to the Void of "never having existed."

"I am the master of ' Reverse Deduction '." The Tianyan Demon Ancestor raised his hand, his fingertips tracing a path through the void, leaving a jet-black trail that lingered for a long time, as if a piece of the void had been gouged out, revealing Absolute Void beyond which even Primordial Chaos did not exist. The Nebula behind Ren Xiaoyao, symbolizing infinite possibilities, began to rotate in reverse. The star shrank from its post-explosion remnant state back into the expanded form of a red giant, its outer gas shell rolling back into the star, every grain of dust returning precisely to its pre-explosion position; then it collapsed into Stable Light Sphere of a main-sequence star, hydrogen-helium fusion proceeding in reverse, Helium Nucleus decomposing into Hydrogen Nucleus, the released energy forcibly stuffed back into the Atomic Nucleus; finally, it transformed back into the primordial Nebula that gave birth to the star, even the hydrogen molecules inside the Nebula accelerating in reverse, transforming from random thermal motion into orderly convergence, as if a boundless... The shape of the hand choreographs the dance of every molecule. Even more terrifying is the flow of time. Ren Xiaoyao can clearly feel the light particles around him retracing their course—photons that were just shot into the distance are now flying back to their source; a tiny mark formed on his imperial armor when it resisted the erosion of Dark Energy is disappearing, Metal Molecule are returning to their positions like inverted dominoes, and even the frequency of Atomic Vibration is reverting to its pre-damage state, as if to completely erase the existence of "damage." "Your evolution is like a floating duckweed drifting downstream, seemingly growing freely, but in reality, it has long been bound by the Inherent Trajectory of the universe, and one day it will fall with the torrent into the Entropy Increase End Point of Heat Death. But my Reverse Deduction can trace back to the origin, Subvert Rules, and make all evolution serve destruction, ending this boring cycle from the root."

Before the words were finished, the Tianyan Demon Ancestor pointed his finger, and a jet-black beam of light pierced through the air. The beam lacked the utter Void of the Annihilation Demon Ancestor, but instead carried a more bizarre Principle "reverse rebirth": the stardust it passed instantly reverted to uncondensed Hydrogen Atom, electrons within the atoms fell from Excited State back to ground states, and the released photons were forcibly forced back into atomic orbits, even erasing the traces of energy level transitions; the flowing Star River resembled inverted silk, their Galactic Arm rotating in reverse, stars breaking free from gravitational pull and retreating back to their birthplaces, even Dark Matter halos were dissipating in reverse, transforming from condensed states back into uniformly distributed particles; Ren Xiaoyao the Star Orbit Patterns on Ren Xiaoyao's imperial armor began to fade, the four colors—cyan, yellow, black, and red—dimming in sequence, as if countless erasers were simultaneously wiping away the marks etched by billions of evolutions, reverting the imperial armor to its unadorned, plain Simple Armor Plate.

"Reverse Deduction is also a possibility of evolution." Ren Xiaoyao advanced instead of retreating. The azure patterns on his Tianyan Emperor Armor suddenly lit up. The Great Dao of Wind was no longer a sharp force cutting through space and time, nor a barrier to resist attacks, but transformed into a carrier of "Time Stream"—like a rushing azure river, with countless fragments of "past" and "future" floating in its waters. There was Earth where dinosaurs roamed, cities where humans colonized Mars, and the Void after the Annihilation of galaxies. He guided the river to change course with his will, directing the beam of light that was coming in reverse to a time Branch Line that had never existed—in that Branch Line, there were no gravitational conditions for the formation of stars, no material basis for the condensation of Nebula, only pure time Void, where even the concept of "existence" had never been born. The Reverse Birth Law of the beam of light lost its applicable "existence", like a heavy punch hitting empty air, it could only gradually dissipate in the Void Time Gap, leaving not even a ripple, as if it had never existed.

"Oh? Interesting." The Tianyan Demon Ancestor's lips curled into a cold smile, a smile devoid of any warmth, only utter contempt for "existence." His black imperial armor suddenly exploded, transforming into billions of black streaks of light. Each streak trailed a long, reverse-order tail, within which one could see the afterimages of things regressing from "existence" to "non-existence"—a flowering tree turning back into a seed, a city back into soil, a star back into Nebula. The streaks of light rained down upon the Star Sea, erasing the traces of evolution inch by inch wherever they passed.

In an instant, the Star Realms that had just been revitalized by the Daoist essence of Ren Xiaoyao began to experience a chain reaction: the strange flowers that rotated with the Star Orbit withered rapidly, their petals closing from their blooming state, reverting to seed form, the seed coat decomposing into organic molecules, then transforming into the hydrocarbon chains that make up the seed, and finally merging into the soil. Even the nutrients that the soil had absorbed were reversed and released, returning to their original mineral form; the Star Map patterns that guided the unknown Star Realms were erased as if by an eraser, turning into chaotic Graffiti, and then fading back into the original rock texture. The Mineral Crystals in the rocks grew in reverse, the atoms returned along their original paths, and became molten magma again, even the temperature of the magma precisely dropped; even the newly formed Spirit Spring on the Floating Island flowed in reverse, the water droplets shrinking from the dripping state back to the springhead, the water vapor recondensing into liquid, the hydrogen bonds between molecules breaking and reforming in reverse, restoring to their original arrangement, and finally returning to their undiscovered state deep in the rock crevices. Even the rock fissures formed by Geological Movement were slowly closing, and Plate Movement were reversing here.

Even more terrifying is that in the stars touched by the beam of light, nuclear fusion within them begins to reverse: Helium Nucleus into Hydrogen Nucleus, the released energy is forcibly reclaimed, forming visible energy backflows, like silver threads retracting from the star's surface back to its core; the photosphere on the star's surface cools at a visible rate, changing from a brilliant blue-white to orange-red, then fading to dark red, and finally extinguishing into a lifeless Star Core. Even the gravitational field of the Star Core is weakening in reverse, the gravitational constant is constantly decreasing, and Planets that were originally attracted begin to deviate from their orbits, flying backward along the path they came from. It's as if the evolution of the entire universe has been put on reverse, gradually regressing to that singularity state of infinite density and infinitesimal volume, with even spacetime itself contracting in reverse, and three-dimensional space being compressed into Two-Dimensional Plane.

"Do you see that?" The voice of the Tianyan Demon Ancestor echoed through the Star Sea, carrying an arrogant air of absolute control. The sound waves transformed into black shockwaves, causing ripples in the surrounding spacetime. At the points where the ripples occurred, the physical constants were changing in reverse. "The end of evolution is destruction. Prograde is slow destruction, moving backward is accelerated destruction. You and I are merely different paths leading to the same destination, so why cling to that false 'vitality'?"

Ren Xiaoyao did not respond. The Nebula behind him unfolded once more. This time, a faint Void hue appeared at the edges of the Nebula —the "Nothingness" mark left by the Annihilation Demon Ancestor. At this moment, it perfectly merged with the Four Tribulations principles of wind, earth, water, and fire, forming a spectacular display of flowing five colors: blue, yellow, black, crimson, and dark black. New colors were constantly born at the intersection of these five colors, endlessly like a prism dissolving white light. He formed hand seals, and the illusory images of the Twenty-Eight Mansions Star Beast simultaneously disappeared into the Nebula. Suddenly, within the Nebula Countless "Variables" were born: those strange flowers that underwent reverse evolution sprouted new silver-gray roots the instant they withered, slithering into the cracks of time like snakes, drawing long-lost nutrients from the soil of the past, blooming into flowers that transcended time and space in the gap between "past" and "present," their petals simultaneously imprinted with the patterns of withering and blooming, half deathly gray, half vibrant green, with never-before-seen iridescent veins emerging at the boundary between gray and green; stars that retreated to the singularity Suddenly, the core erupted with an extraordinary blue-white energy, reigniting the Reverse Aggregation particles and evolving into an unprecedented Blue Supergiant Star. The Stellar Wind on its surface followed both forward and reverse trajectories, ejecting matter into the universe to form new Planets while simultaneously drawing distant stardust back to the surface for secondary fusion, creating a wondrous energy cycle. Even gravity here exhibited both repulsive and attractive Dual Characteristics. Even the black streaks of light themselves were injected with new evolutionary trajectories the instant they came into contact with the Nebula, transforming from the path of destruction of "reverse birth" into the creative force of "rebirth," turning into stardust that nurtured New Life. This stardust fell on barren Planets, giving rise to Silicon-based Life capable of surviving in reverse time—their metabolism followed both Prograde and reverse time Principle. When eating, food transformed from feces back into ingredients; when conversing, sound transformed from dissipation back into emission. They could freely travel through the Time Stream, bringing past knowledge to the future and bringing future warnings back to the past.

"The true essence of evolution is never about Prograde or backward, but about creating new possibilities within any trajectory." Ren Xiaoyao's voice, like a resounding bell, echoed through every corner of the Star Sea. Even the event horizon of the Black Hole rippled upon hearing this voice, and the accretion disk at the edge of the event horizon began to rotate in reverse, spitting the swallowed matter back into the universe. "You think Reverse Deduction is subversion, but you don't know that it is itself just a branch of evolution. And I control the infinite possibilities of all branches— Prograde can lead to Heat Death, going backward can lead to the singularity, but between going forward and going backward, there are countless paths leading to the unknown, and each path can bloom with different flowers."

As he spoke, he flashed, merging with the Nebula behind him, transforming into a boundless "Sea of Evolution." Within this sea, each droplet was an independent Miniature Universe: some evolved in Prograde, from the singularity explosion to galaxy formation, from the birth of life to the demise of civilization, ultimately returning to Heat Death, fully enacting the life cycle of the universe. On one blue Planets, intelligent life was writing an epic across galaxies with gravitational waves; their words could leave eternal vibrations in the vacuum. Others moved in reverse, Entropy Increase End Point of Heat Death back to the stellar age, then collapsing into a primordial Nebula, ultimately returning to the singularity, recounting the trajectory of destruction, a trajectory that held the code for the birth of a new universe—when the singularity collapses to its extreme, it will explode into a new spacetime in another dimension; still others repeatedly oscillated between forward and reverse directions. Stars constantly switch between explosion and collapse, each explosion spewing out different heavy elements, each collapse condensing different strange substances; civilizations repeatedly cycle through extinction and rebirth, sealing their wisdom in time capsules when they perish, and deciphering past codes when they are reborn, evolving into forms beyond reason—stars constructed of Dark Matter, whose gravity can bend dimensions, allowing their inhabitants to travel freely between different dimensions; creatures that feed on time weave a web of cause and effect between the Past and Future, able to correct paradoxes and create new Timeline; Principle born in the Dimensional Gap can make the "impossible" possible, make it impossible for a straight line to find the Shortest Distance between two points, and allow 1+1 to give birth to Third Existence under certain conditions, each existence proving the True Intention of the word "infinity".