Chapter 8: Chaos and Suppression
Chapter 8: Chaos and Suppression
“Failed experiments.”
As the supreme creator known as Taichu Immortal Ancestor, Zuo Meng knew everything about this world since he established its laws. The moment the Three Chaotic Beings made their decision, he sensed it. Yet he didn’t interfere, instead pondering where his creation had gone wrong. According to ancient tales, after imparting his teachings, shouldn’t they have revered their master and sought ways to achieve sainthood? Why had everything turned savage, with them plotting to kill him? Which step had misfired?
“Why did my world-building go so sideways?”
“This isn’t how it’s supposed to be.”
In stories he’d read, creating worlds seemed effortless – wave a hand, sweep an arm, and obedient beings populated perfect realms. His creations? These scheming brutes started conspiring against him during one nap. Wait longer, and they’d have carved him into pieces!
Celestial Realm Mountain.
Massive stone structures stood here, built by Huang through enslaved creatures mimicking Taichu Immortal Ancestor’s methods.
After days of planning, the Three Chaotic Beings finally moved. Using their influence, they gathered all powerful beings from Ancient Ruins Continent – Turtle Ancestor, Peng Zu, and others. Monsters congregated under swirling magic clouds, their collective rage piercing the heavens.
“After 1.296 billion years, we’ve peaked. I feel the world rotting, life’s endpoint approaching.”
Ling gazed down at the crowd. Most had accompanied the trio to hear Taichu Immortal Ancestor’s teachings long ago – that foundational event birthed their golden age and supernatural abilities.
“No road lies ahead. Only oblivion awaits… but I refuse! Born from chaos, cultivated through eons, yet still death claims us. Why? Why can’t we break lifespan’s chains?”
“Who decided this world’s expiration date?!”
Rage boiled among the crowd. After endless battles, only the strong remained here – none would accept meek extinction.
“Taichu Immortal Ancestor!”
Ling stared at the empty sky where he knew the Way of the Immortals lay hidden. “He reached an indescribable realm before us. He must hold higher secrets – power to shatter life-death constraints. Devouring him means survival!”
Survival!
Time had eroded their awe of Taichu Immortal Ancestor. Only death’s dread and power hunger remained.
“Eat him!”
“Maybe he’s already dead – no sightings in 1.2 billion years!”
“But how reach Taichu Island again? Without entering, all talk means nothing.”
“Leave entry to me. These years weren’t wasted.”
The strongest chaotic being, Huang, stepped forward. His body ballooned violently, reverting to primordial chaos form. His titanic frame blotted out the sun, terrifying presence distorting reality, space cracking around him.
ROAR!!!
Huang’s bellow became tsunami-like shockwaves crashing skyward.
CRACK!
The sky shattered like glass. Through broken azure, an ancient immortal island slid from the rift. The demon horde gaped – none imagined Huang’s might. Above them, Taichu Island reappeared after a billion years’ concealment.
Instantly, fanaticism replaced all fear. After all, Taichu Immortal Ancestor had never displayed such destructive power.
“Huang!”
“Huang! HUANG!”
“Invincible Huang!”
The demon masses quaked. Impatient monsters already flew toward Taichu Island’s hovering silhouette.
“Kill him, devour the Taichu Immortal Ancestor, and we’ll gain eternity!”
All surrounding creatures surged upward, turning into streaks of violent energy that shot toward Taichu Immortal Island. Huang’s actions had shattered the myth of the Taichu Immortal Ancestor’s invincibility, fueling their greed. The Three Chaotic Beings didn’t hesitate either, joining the swarm as it ascended.
But these creatures rose swiftly—and fell even faster.
Hummm!
The moment they reached the immortal island, an invisible ripple spread outward, striking down ninety-nine percent of them. Touched by the ripple, they lost all ability to fly, crashing to the ground like stones. Their bodies petrified instantly, rocky shells cracking apart. Within moments, a mountain of fragments formed, their identities erased.
Gone.
Only seven survived—the Three Chaotic Beings and four others.
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They landed on Taichu Immortal Island.
The earlier devastation didn’t deter them. Instead, it fed their hunger.
“Tai Chu is finished,” declared one ancient being. “If he still had power, we’d be dead.”
The mass deaths convinced them they could challenge the Ancestor. Even his title was discarded—no more “Immortal Ancestor,” just “Tai Chu.”
“He’s probably already a corpse. That ripple was his last trick.”
Led by Huang, the seven strongest beings of the Ancient Ruins Continent entered the ancient temple where the Ancestor once taught. Its blue stone tiles and weathered walls had once been forbidden ground.
Creeaaak.
The wooden door swung open.
All seven froze, the air turning thick.
Inside sat the Taichu Immortal Ancestor—alive. His face was calm, unchanged after billions of years. No words came, but primal fear welled up from their very souls.
The Ancestor lived!
Thud!
Huang dropped to his knees first. He raged inwardly, straining to rise, but couldn’t budge. A single glance pinned him down. His grand plans to devour the Ancestor now seemed delusional.
A glance. That’s all it took.
Ling and Kun knelt next. The remaining four collapsed flat, faces pressed to the floor.
“I won’t yield!!”
“I’ll consume you!!”
Maddened by terror, Kun erupted. Molten veins boiled across his body, surging toward Zuo Meng.
“Annoying.”
“Failed experiments. Beasts who never learned respect.”
Zuo Meng lifted a hand. Countless law chains materialized. He hooked one with his finger, linking it to another.
“Become stone.”
He rewrote the laws.
Kun’s magma froze mid-flow. His voice died as his spirit withered. Heat faded, body shrank—until only a jagged black rock remained, clattering to the floor.
Zuo Meng flexed his finger again. The law chains shifted.
“Begone.”