The "cave" within the Giant Pillar was as silent as a tomb. Only the nearly nonexistent shadow fluctuations of Ying Sha after he had fallen into deep hibernation remained.
And the fragmented streams of information that occasionally escaped when the Seeker's pale golden Light Mist flickered proved that a faint remnant of "Order" still existed here.
The cold, hard black stone walls blocked most of the malicious erosion from the shadow "seawater" outside, but they also shut out all warmth and Life Force belonging to the Prime Material Plane.
Ming Xin leaned against the stone wall with his eyes closed, his entire mind immersed in the even more microscopic and perilous "battlefield" within his body.
The Miniature Order Field operated steadily in the depths of his dantian. The rice-grain-sized sphere of light slowly revolved like the core of a tiny, vibrant stellar system.
The last batch of gently filtered Shadow Energy Ying Sha had left behind before entering hibernation was being converted and absorbed by the field bit by bit.
It became a warm current of Order interwoven with pale silver and misty gray, nourishing his damaged meridians and Dao Foundation.
Yet the true trial lay in expelling the erosion of the Law of Finality.
That dark purple, cold, tyrannical Power of Law was like the most corrosive poisonous vine, deeply rooted in every corner of his flesh, meridians, and even soul.
It was not merely energy, but the manifestation of a supreme law, representing the absolute will of "termination," "silence," and "Order Zeroing."
Ordinary healing methods were nearly useless against it. Forceful removal would only trigger an even fiercer backlash and accelerate the collapse of his origin.
Ming Xin's method was to use his own Dao to carry out "acceptance," "transformation," and "reincarnation."
He did not directly use the