Chapter 948: The Ultimate Simplicity of the Great Way, the Rare Sound of the Great Way

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Author: Three Hundred Jin's Smile

If the Great Collapse of the Universe signifies the return of all heavens in the cosmos, where matter, spirits, and energy rapidly flow back and transform into the original singularity of the Great Dao, then the Big Bang is Genesis. A single point, acting as an endless creative star, erupts with a thunderous roar, initiating a new cosmic epoch.

"The root of the Great Dao, the hidden cosmic laws..."

Medusa gently tossed the collapsing singularity of the Great Dao.

"The process of world annihilation has concluded. Thankfully, there hasn't been too much loss... Let Genesis begin." Her eyes full of anticipation, she eagerly looked up at the sky.

"The Primal God, the materialized existence of the Great Dao's cosmic laws..."

Outside, shouts echoed.

The Big Bang had begun.

Meanwhile, Xu Zhi, inside, reached the final critical moment. His voice became incredibly deep, "I need to leave. The singularity of the Great Dao in the next Great Collapse will have an even higher density; it definitely won't withstand the next cycle."

"This place has truly achieved a preliminary simulation of a cosmic epoch furnace."

Surrounded by wisps of chaos, Xu Zhi floated within it, regrettably observing the primordial essence of chaos, Taiyi, which had reached its critical point and was dissipating in tendrils. He had only managed to absorb a single wisp of it; his body was already saturated and could not absorb any more, nor could he take it out.

This "Congenital Primordial Qi" cosmic essence was even more precious than the life essence from the Gate of Alchemy, and its existence required even harsher conditions. One must know that the life essence of alchemy would melt upon contact with any matter—wood, stone, water—only special carriers could preserve it. The cosmic essence before him was even more extreme. This was because life essence was the mother of all spirits. Thus, cosmic essence was the mother of all Great Daos, the true... Dao One.

It could only exist in this chaotic environment, at the dawn of creation; once it entered the post-creation world, it would instantly dissipate.

"If it dissipates, it would be a great pity, but there's no way to preserve it; it can only exist for a few brief moments in this environment."

"I've endured so much to reach this point, all to collect this wisp... only to watch it dissipate?"

"But if it cannot be preserved, I'll try to use some form of life to absorb it and see if any astonishing miraculous life forms emerge."

With a gentle wave, Xu Zhi spawned countless spores and attempted to release them into it.

"The pressure from the chaotic singularity is too immense, but if I use my remaining magic power to protect them as they absorb the Congenital Primordial Qi here, and then protect them through the Genesis of the Big Bang..."

He gazed at this primordial chaos, as if the heavens and earth, the universe itself, were just beginning—a vast, swirling expanse, like an incredibly dense egg awaiting a mighty, sky-reaching giant god or demon to cleave it open with an axe.

He then lowered his gaze to the spore life there. "What kind of phenomena will you exhibit?"

He chuckled softly and said, "Perhaps life, laws, and matter are all being reborn, exploding, and spreading... that truly would be Genesis."

Boom!

The Big Bang.

An irresistible, undeniable force seemed to erupt from the core. It was as if someone had placed a three-hundred-jin TNT bomb in one's heart; at the moment of explosion, the heart suddenly burst, blood splattering like rain, creating an immense sense of oppression. Ears buzzed, and all awareness was lost.

If the previous density was insufficient to produce true cosmic phenomena, then the density of this cycle had approached the critical point, giving rise to primordial chaotic matter and truly terrifying celestial phenomena—a fleeting, one-in-a-billion glimpse of the universe's initial state, the dawn of heaven and earth.

The singularity was exploding, vibrating. It resembled a beautiful, crystalline marble, expanding at an unimaginable speed, piercing the sky, transforming into endless multicolored firework particles, splitting uniformly. A streak of pure white, sacred light formed a brilliant, luminous cross shape, rapidly expanding.

"Now, I've truly touched that level... there's a faint hint of the universe's chaotic genesis." Medusa laughed wildly, her eyes filled with the pursuit and anticipation of the Great Dao.

Clatter—Ding-dong, ding-dang.

Amidst the Big Bang, countless Great Daos, matter, life, and laws entangled and intertwined, colliding with a crisp, bell-like sound, rapidly splitting into larger networks and separating through their collisions.

"This is the first sound of chaos unfolding, of heaven and earth being created."

"The Great Dao is separating! Matter is cleaving! The world is finally giving rise to the strong nuclear force, weak nuclear force, electromagnetic force, and gravity... Dao gives birth to One, One gives birth to Two, Two gives birth to Three, and Three gives birth to all things..."

Emperor Qi's eyes gleamed as he listened intently, almost entranced.

"The laws are separating, already beginning to split into the universe's four fundamental forces!" Caroline exclaimed, unable to resist trying to forcibly memorize all the colliding sounds of the Dao and the interwoven splitting process. Yet, the harder she tried to remember, the more her head throbbed, and she couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood!

"You must remember, you must remember! The secrets of the entire universe are here! To remember all the universe's initial melodies is to remember all the laws of its evolution!"

The Three Pillar Gods beside them also tried to listen intently, but instantly exploded, almost losing themselves from the shock of the terrifying cosmic information.

Ding-dang...Tap, tap, tap, clatter.

A faint, ethereal, celestial sound drifted from the Big Bang's singularity, spreading throughout the cosmic garden, reaching nearby planets, and flowing into the brilliant star sea. The grandest sound is often imperceptible.

In this explosive vortex, the entire world seemed to recall the same inexplicable crisp sound at the moment the Great Dao singularity exploded. It was as if ancient deities were chanting. As if ancient goddesses were melodiously reciting. Amidst countless material collisions, the entire universe resonated like innumerable bells chiming together, forming an inexplicable sacred hymn within the morning tides.

On every planet, living beings were almost entranced. They were intoxicated by the sounds of the universe's primordial collisions, as if returning to a mother's lullaby. Some revealed serene and warm expressions, gradually collapsing onto the ground, transforming into scattered ashes, like countless grains of sand drifting away with the wind.

"Ooh-la-ding-dong..."

A scientist walked out of the courtyard, and as they listened, they began to hum along with the rhythm. They sang more and more joyfully, until their entire being dissolved into wisps of colorful ribbons, becoming part of the song itself. Countless people couldn't help but sing along, as if returning to their mother's embrace—warm and gentle, with an expression of unprecedented blissful attachment. As they softly hummed, they, too, transformed into part of the song.

"This is!?"

Medusa paused slightly, her expression turning deeply somber.

"So that's how it is? Weak beings are utterly incapable of listening to the primordial sound. It's the colliding sound of countless laws and Great Daos intertwining, the sound of laws separating at the universe's birth, the chaotic sound of creation... It's a tremendous cosmic gift, yet also an indescribable poison... The weak don't even have the chance to accept this blessing; listening means death... Perhaps, as the saying goes, 'If one learns the Dao in the morning, one can die content in the evening.'"

Many beings on the entire planet had already reacted, frantically choosing every possible method to block out external sensory input.

"Why reject it?"

"For a weak civilization, this is the only chance in their lives to approach the Dao."

"Oh, dream of the universe... Oh, truth of the world... To listen at this moment is the best destiny for us truth-seekers."

"Ancient humans dreamed of soaring through the skies; so too do those who pursue the Dao."

"To die within the Dao and truth."

"To vanish in the embrace of truth."

At this moment, some fanatical believers still emerged, looking at the sky with expectant faces, believing that to hear such an ancient cosmic sound and witness the genesis of the Great Dao made death worthwhile. They were dissipating, embracing their final demise in bliss.

And with the collision of countless light particles and Dao sounds, myriad laws intertwined within the Big Bang, as if the faint silhouette of an inexplicably sacred, great existence—a Creator God—was slowly manifesting.

"What is that?"

Countless people, following the sacred hymn, looked with longing towards the final scene of their lives.

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