The "Lawless Wasteland" at the edge of the Mirror Realm lay shrouded in gray mist year-round. The ground was covered in enormous sword scars left behind when the First Generation Sword Master cleaved Chaos apart, each fissure seeping with origin power of a different attribute. Chu Mo stepped into this place while holding Hongmeng's little hand. The World Creation Pen in his palm suddenly trembled violently, its tip pointing deep into the mist—where twelve inverted bronze obelisks stood, their surfaces covered in Reverse Scale Demonic Script that shared the same origin as the Annihilation Mold.
"These are the 'Paradox Steles' the First Generation Sword Master used to seal the Original Law." Mo Hen's phantom emerged from the World Creation Pen, her voice carrying a rare tremor. "Before the Primordial Chaos Era, he once tried to permanently contain the 'Law of Disorder' beyond Chaos and order, but beneath the steles, he left behind..."
Her words were cut short by a wolf's howl. Deep within the wasteland, countless "Aberrant Beasts" condensed from turbulent laws were crushing through the sword scars as they approached. Their bodies were half-transparent, clearly revealing the ice and fire laws within them strangling each other to death. Just as Yun Che's Time Reversal Mirror shone upon the beasts, the surface revealed each Aberrant Beast's "past"—they had once been residents of Brushstroke Town, driven out of control by their excessive pursuit of law fusion.
Hongmeng's Warning of Losing Control
Hongmeng suddenly covered her ears, and the four-petaled sword seal erupted with blinding white light. Chu Mo was shocked to see her hair turning white at a visible rate. Every silver strand absorbed the Law of Disorder from the wasteland, while the trails of light unconsciously drawn by her fingertips broke the Aberrant Beasts down into bubbles of Original Law—only to plant the blood curse of Annihilation Remnant Souls within those bubbles.
"She's unconsciously carrying out the First Generation Sword Master's sealing procedure!" Su Hanxue's World Suppressing Seal forcibly severed the resonance between Hongmeng and the obelisks. When her blade cut across Hongmeng's fingertip, blood intertwined with gold and black splashed out. "These Paradox Steles are extracting her World Creation Power, trying to use Annihilation Energy to seal the Law of Disorder once again!"
The Betrayal of the Reverse Scale Scholars
Inside Brushstroke Town's Annihilation Observation Tower, the Reverse Scale Scholars suddenly removed their Symbiosis Sword Seals together, exposing the Reverse Scale Tattoos beneath. The gray-robed scholar at their head poured the Purifying Paradox Beast from the Paradox Furnace into a blood pool. His roar rang through the entire town: "The Symbiosis Law is nothing but a lie that paints over a false peace! Look at the Aberrant Beasts of the Lawless Wasteland, and you'll know that forced fusion brings only destruction—only by utterly eradicating Chaos can order endure forever!"
The World Annihilation Fragment in his hand suddenly burst with a bloody glow. The reverse-scale patterns on the fragment resonated with the demonic script on the obelisks, condensing the World Annihilation Remnant of the First Generation Sword Master above the wasteland. "Grandmist Sword Master, do you think you rewrote the Annihilation Prophecy? When I cleaved Chaos apart, I left behind an iron law—anyone who attempts to fuse opposing laws will surely suffer the backlash of disorder!"
Chu Mo's Memory Puzzle
Chu Mo's Chaos Sword Body could barely move before the World Annihilation Remnant, yet the scene of his mother Chu Muxue's death suddenly flashed through his mind. She had lain in a pool of blood, the Sword Intent of Leaving Blank on her sword tassel flowing into the Demon God Void in his chest. And in her palm, she had held half a World Annihilation Fragment identical to the one held by the Reverse Scale Scholars.
"Mother..." Chu Mo clenched the World Creation Pen. The phantom of the sword tassel on its shaft suddenly unfolded, revealing Primordial Chaos Script carved within. "She knew long ago that the Annihilation Divine Venerable's remnant soul would attach itself to the Paradox Steles. That was why she infused the origin of her World Suppressing Seal into the fragment—only to buy Hongmeng time to grow!"
Yun Che's Time Reversal Mirror suddenly revealed the truth beneath the obelisks: a personal guard of the First Generation Sword Master slumbered beneath every stele. Their armor bore the same sword seals as Chu Mo and the two women, but a fatal reverse-scale wound marked each of their foreheads—the First Generation Sword Master had personally slain every companion who opposed fusion in order to seal the Law of Disorder.
Su Hanxue's True Meaning of World Suppression
Su Hanxue's World Suppressing Seal suddenly resonated with the obelisks, and the demonic script on their surfaces reassembled in her palm into the two words: "balance." She finally understood that the World Suppressing Seal's true mission was not purification, but "reconciliation." "The First Generation Sword Master used the World Annihilation Remnant to deter all realms and the Paradox Steles to seal disorder, but he forgot that true balance requires leaving every law soil in which to survive—just as Chaos needs the boundaries of order, order also needs the vitality of Chaos."
She swung her sword at the Reverse Scale Crown of the World Annihilation Remnant. The golden light of the World Suppressing Seal merged with the dark-gold flames of the Chaos Sword Body, burning the remnant's world-annihilating phantom into a "Symbiosis Phantom." When the phantom spoke, its voice was no longer a threat, but the sigh of the First Generation Sword Master. "Child, I left behind the Paradox Steles not to prevent fusion, but to let those who came after understand—symbiosis begins with respecting the nature of every law."
Hongmeng's First Enlightenment
Hongmeng suddenly broke free from Chu Mo's embrace and staggered toward the obelisks. Her four-petaled sword seal transformed into four paintbrushes, completing the unfinished sword scars left by the First Generation Sword Master on each stele—beside the Chaos sword scars, she added time patterns that suppressed heaven; beside the order sword scars, she added rippling water patterns of world-suppressing purification; and at the center of the world-annihilating sword scars, she drew three small silhouettes holding hands.
"She's granting the Paradox Steles Symbiosis Authority!" Mo Hen watched as three-colored bands of light appeared across the obelisks. The mist of the wasteland began to condense into "Neutral Mist" capable of carrying every law. "Now, the Law of Disorder is no longer a monster that must be sealed. It is a third form that can dance together with Chaos and order."
The Redemption of the Reverse Scale Scholars
The gray-robed scholar watched the Reverse Scale Tattoo on his wrist gradually fade into a Symbiosis Sword Seal, tears welling in his eyes. "We misunderstood the First Generation Sword Master's will... The World Annihilation Remnant was not an enemy, but the final line of defense he left for all realms, preventing the Symbiosis Law from heading toward a new extreme." He picked up the fallen World Annihilation Fragment, which transformed in his palm into a "Reverse Scale Flowerpot" capable of nurturing law seedlings. When the final obelisk gave a clear cry, a limpid "Primordial Chaos Spring" surged from the sword scars of the Lawless Wasteland. Wherever the spring water passed, the Aberrant Beasts' bodies began to reform, turning them into "Symbiotic Beings" capable of freely switching between law forms. One wolf-like Symbiotic Being lowered its head and rubbed against Hongmeng's palm, its eyes reflecting the law maps of every domain in all realms.
The Annual Rings' New Pattern
A new image surfaced once again in the annual rings of the Symbiosis Tree: the adult Hongmeng stood at the center of the Lawless Wasteland, lightly touching the Primordial Chaos Spring with the World Creation Pen. The spring water transformed into a "River of Memories" capable of crossing time. Within it floated the truth of the First Generation Sword Master slaughtering his personal guards, Mother Chu Muxue's determination to seal the World Annihilation Fragments, and even the instant when the Annihilation Divine Venerable's remnant soul was born.
"So all opposition is foreshadowing for symbiosis." Chu Mo looked at the figures of himself and his companions within the annual rings, suddenly understanding the First Generation Sword Master's true intent. "He cleaved Chaos apart not to create enemies, but so that every law could understand the true meaning of symbiosis while searching for companions."
A New Challenge Emerged
Beyond all realms, a dark point upon the Void God Realm Star suddenly erupted with brilliant light. A mysterious figure shrouded entirely in "Undefined Law" stepped through the air. There was no sword seal on his forehead, yet he held in his palm a colorless cocoon of light that shared the same origin as Hongmeng. "Symbiosis Sword Master, you repaired the Paradox Steles, but you have awakened the 'Primal Eye' from before the Primordial Chaos Era—when it opens, every defined law will return to Chaos."
He released his hand, and the colorless cocoon fell into the Lawless Wasteland. Within it was sealed the shattered Star of Choice that Chu Mo and the others had seen in the Annual Ring Prophecy. Hongmeng suddenly pointed at the mysterious figure, trembling. For the first time, her four-petaled sword seal rippled with fear. "He... he is the 'Trace of Disorder' that was the only one to escape sealing when the First Generation Sword Master split apart!"
The wind swept up mist from the Primordial Chaos Spring, piecing together the mysterious man's whisper in the void: "Symbiosis is nothing but a fragile balance, and I will prove that disorder is the essence of all laws—prepare yourselves for the true Primordial Chaos Calamity, Symbiosis Sword Master."
Chu Mo tightly held the hands of both heroines as Hongmeng, in his embrace, plunged the World Creation Pen into the cocoon of light. Within the three-colored radiance, the shattered star inside the cocoon began to gather together once more. He knew that the new challenge would be far crueler than he had imagined, but just as the Symbiosis Tree could grow amid paradoxes, they too would continue writing the legend of symbiosis amid the tides of disorder—because the true Path of Primordial Chaos had never been about avoiding conflict, but about making every conflict a starlight that illuminated the road ahead.
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