Nine Divine Realm's Heavenly Dao Keys, The Out-of-Control Abyssal Oblivion

After the collapse of the Divine Realm's Heavenly Dao, it fragmented into nine divine keys.

The first category pertains to the laws of order, comprising three keys:

- The "Celestial Pivot·Decree" Key, governing causality and destiny.

- The "Celestial Balance·Equilibrium" Key, maintaining the harmony of all things in creation.

- The "Celestial Cycle·Samsara" Key, overseeing reincarnation and the severance of memories.

The second category embodies the primordial forces—the origin, end, and process of all existence:

- The "Celestial Chaos·Entropy" Key, symbolizing disorder and destruction, capable of melting all laws.

- The "Jade Scale·Creation" Key, wielding the power of life and reshaping all forms.

- The "Blazing Sun·Epoch" Key, capable of reversing time, rewinding the past, and altering cycles.

The final category represents conceptual consciousness:

- The "Flickering Light·Will" Key, the manifestation of the Heavenly Dao's collective consciousness.

- The "Hidden Origin·Void" Key, embodying oblivion and nonexistence.

- The "Abyssal End·Terminus" Key, presiding over endings and rebirth.

Now, standing before Chen Yi was the elder sister Xiangxiang—the humanized form of the "Celestial Balance·Equilibrium" Key.

The Abyssal Void of the Eastern Sea, which he inquired about, likely concealed one of these Heavenly Dao Keys, for Xie Buruo, the sacred prince of the Eastern Sea's Merfolk, was hiding there!

The Celestial Balance·Equilibrium nodded slightly. "I do know the location of the Abyssal Void. But I must clarify—though the name suggests it, the 'Abyssal End·Terminus' Key cannot possibly reside there. There is no 'hiding in plain sight' here. The more dangerous a place, the deadlier it becomes."

Chen Yi waved dismissively. "No matter. I merely wish to interrogate someone."

Finding a Heavenly Dao Key wasn't the priority—after all, Ye Wuchen would handle that. What mattered was locating Xie Buruo, a living relic from the golden age, to verify historical truths.

His four-star Chaos avatar in the River of Time was merely an observer, restricted to specific temporal currents, unable to uncover all secrets buried in history's dust. Only Xie Buruo, who had lived through that era, held the deepest insights!

To understand the present, one must study the past!

Unraveling the truth behind the Divine Realm's collapse would allow the Violet Star Immortal Realm to avoid repeating its mistakes as it expanded.

After a moment of contemplation, the Celestial Balance·Equilibrium glanced back at the white jade palace where Liu Bi and Dai Yuanshan were undergoing marrow cleansing.

"Those two are my chosen Chosen Ones. If you seek the Abyssal Void, take them with you. Only they can maintain contact with me."

Originally, fate had decreed that only Dai Yuanshan would survive, while Liu Bi would perish in the all-consuming flames, becoming the catalyst for Dai Yuanshan's metamorphosis.

Bearing his elder brother's legacy, he would shed his boyhood, becoming a man who carried his brother's will.

Yet variables arose—Ye Ancai intervened, shattering predestined fate, sparing Liu Bi and stunting Dai Yuanshan's growth. Now, the boy remained naive and foolish, far from the resolute savior he was meant to be...

This mess belonged to its creator. As the Celestial Balance·Equilibrium, its duty was balance—not fixing imbalances caused by defiance of heaven's will!

"Naturally," Chen Yi agreed, then signaled Ye Wuchen. "You're in charge of these two."

Truth be told, Ye Wuchen had been staring at the brothers since arrival, his gaze practically tangible—the look of someone spotting a priceless treasure. Were it not for the Celestial Balance's interference, Chen Yi suspected he might have pounced on them.

"No problem, boss! Leave it to me. I'll take good care of these young brothers!" Ye Wuchen thumped his chest, his loose white robes hinting at well-defined muscles beneath.

The Celestial Balance hesitated, then sighed, silently projecting the Abyssal Void's current spatiotemporal coordinates.

"With the Divine Realm's collapse, the Abyssal Void drifts through the void. It will arrive at this location in roughly thirty hours."

With the coordinates secured, Chen Yi departed without delay, his entourage in tow.

Watching the streak of light vanish into the horizon, the Celestial Balance—in the form of elder sister Xiangxiang—closed the Heavenly Dao's spatial gateway, her heart uneasy.

It held little hope for the gathering of all nine Heavenly Dao Keys.

The Immortal Realm, now dominant, had reduced the fallen Divine Realm to a pawn, forcibly renaming it the Realm of Calamity. Its once-mighty denizens were corrupted into tools for unspeakable deeds.

This was a relentless effort to seal the Divine Realm's coffin, ensuring its revival remained impossible.

Under such circumstances, the nine Heavenly Dao Keys would hide at all costs. Any sign of convergence would invite the Immortal Realm's annihilation.

When Cui Changsheng had sought it out, the Celestial Balance had only agreed under duress—precisely located and threatened with the genocide of billions of Divine Realm survivors.

Fortunately, his intentions were pure, painting a vision of a glorious future.

Admittedly, it had been swayed, hence its cooperation.

But what of the other eight Keys?

Could Chen Yi, like Cui Changsheng, pinpoint their locations and force their compliance?

Eccentric as he was, he lacked Cui Changsheng's overt methods. If the other Keys avoided him, his strangeness would only hasten their flight!

"A sigh... If Cui Changsheng believes in you, then I must place my hopes in you as well. Do not disappoint me..."

With a cold sigh, the Heavenly Dao's spatial node—once nestled within Suite 888 of the Sky and Earth Club in the Ninth Safe Zone—vanished without a trace.

Dai Yuanshan's beloved giant waterbed had returned.

A vast ocean, suspended in the void, surged forward, devouring all in its path—cosmic dust, celestial rivers—leaving behind only immaculate emptiness.

The Abyssal Void, once the world's purifier—a leukocyte cleansing filth from existence—had become a ravenous scavenger after the Heavenly Dao's collapse. Now, it consumed indiscriminately: impurity and life alike, dissolving all upon contact.

Yet despite its endless feasts, its waters remained crystal-clear and azure.

Stars floated within its depths, their faint glow illuminating the otherwise absolute darkness of the Abyssal Void.

Deep beneath these waters, a grand palace stood amidst a forest of coral, radiating a soft light.

Briny currents refracted into eerie blue halos across the coral dome. Within an ice coffin bound by ninety-nine immortal-gold chains, a golden-haired giant—curled like an infant—slowly opened his eyes.

The dark golden scales covering his fish tail shimmered with iridescent light, while a drop of blood seeped from the coral-like bony crown on his head.

"Scales flaring and blood dripping from the crown—this is an ominous sign of impending calamity!"

"So, it has finally come to pass?!"