Strength was intangible and elusive. Only absolute might could be called strength.
Destiny did not truly exist. It wove all things together, yet was like sand drifting in the wind.
Systems, all living beings, the three thousand Daos-all could harvest origin source.
These three Daos seemed special, but in truth, they had never existed.
Once Ye Zhuo understood this, he no longer clung to them.
He rose above the three thousand Daos and mastered an endlessly renewing vitality.
In the eyes of others,
Ye Zhuo had instead mastered the Dao of Strength, the Destiny Dao, and the System Dao.
In truth,
absolute might that shattered everything was strength.
To rule everything, free of all restraints, was destiny.
To harvest all things and toy with destiny was a system.
Ye Zhuo looked up at the heavens as he continued to transform.
The World-Destroying Millstone stopped.
Everything froze.
All things ceased in this age when the Great Dao crumbled.
Ye Zhuo stepped forward and effortlessly erased the World-Destroying Millstone.
"Follow me into the next epoch."
Ye Zhuo turned around and transformed everyone in the Human Realm into a pearl.
Within the pearl was also a speck of dust: the Ancestral Star that Pangu had brought from the Highest World.
With the pearl in hand,
Ye Zhuo crossed between epochs.
All things dispersed.
The Great Dao merged with chaos, and both existed within the Primordial Chaos World.
Here, where Ye Zhuo stood, there was no time, no space, and no Dao of any kind.
There was only chaos.
Primordial chaos gave birth to chaos, yet chaos could not escape primordial chaos. There was no concept of direction, space, or time.
This point was no different from that point.
Yet Ye Zhuo waited with his eyes closed, intent on the rebirth of chaos.
Boom!