sinovels Chapter 619 The Origin of Everything, The Seven-Colored Red-Haired Monster
Chapter 619 The Origin of Everything, The Seven-Colored Red-Haired Monster
"This is... a red hair?"
Jiang Hao stared at the thing floating in the core of the Heavenly Dao Origin, his face filled with disbelief.
That's right.
The ultimate source of the eternal strife, the collapse of eras, the distortion of the heavenly way, and the endless tragedies of attacking the heavens in this world.
The culprit that plagued countless lives in the tomb realm and tormented the entire tomb realm for endless years was actually just a single red hair, a slender, seven-colored red hair.
"this……"
Jiang Hao's mind went blank.
He had deduced countless truths and guessed at the source of countless horrors, considering it to be extraterrestrial demons, bizarre progenitors, or taboos of the heavens. But he never dreamed that the source of all the disasters was just an inconspicuous red hair.
That wisp of seven-colored red hair floated quietly in the deepest part of the origin, suspended between the real and the illusory, looking frail and harmless.
Yet its state is extremely strange, completely unbound by time and space, spanning the entire river of time—past, present, and future—omnipresent, silently enveloping the ages.
It was as if it had been quietly lurking here since the moment this chaos was born.
Just by glancing at this red hair, even Jiang Hao, whose temperament was as firm as a rock, was instantly and completely stunned.
An indescribable and supreme pressure suddenly enveloped his soul, as if Jiang Hao's primordial spirit was being tightly gripped and held captive by an invisible hand.
He froze in the sky, his mind blank for a moment, unable to move, completely stunned by the red hair.
The sky suddenly fell silent. All movement, aura, and power emanating from Jiang Hao instantly ceased, as if he had lost all vitality.
Faced with this situation, Jiang Hao wanted to resist, but he couldn't do anything.
Jiang Hao was just as powerless as a cultivator in the Bitter Sea Realm was against a peak-level Immortal in the Mortal World.
The dramatic change in Jiang Hao in the sky immediately alerted everyone. The Demon Ancestor frowned, his expression turning grave: "Something's wrong. What happened? Why did the Heavenly Emperor's aura suddenly stop? Wasn't the Heavenly Dao devoured by the Heavenly Emperor?"
Dugu Potian stared intently at the sky, a sudden tightness gripping his heart. "What's going on? Everything was going smoothly just now, why did it suddenly stop?"
Chen Zu's expression darkened: "Judging from his condition, the Heavenly Emperor seems to be intimidated by something."
The tomb guardian's gaze was fixed on the sky, his expression worried: "What could possibly be so terrifying as to make someone of the Heavenly Emperor's stature freeze in shock? Is the cause of this upheaval in the Heavenly Dao really that horrific?"
The Human King didn't speak, but she gripped the Primordial Banner tightly, making a cracking sound, her face filled with worry. "Impossible, you can't be in trouble..."
Chen Bei, Xiao Yu, Pi Zi Long, Long Bao Bao, and their group below all panicked.
Chen Bei frowned, filled with anxiety: "What's wrong with Senior Jiang? What happened?"
Xiao Yu's mind was tense as he stared intently at the sky: "Could it be that the remnants of the Heavenly Dao have some strange backup plan?"
Pizi Long frantically looked around, crying, "Please don't let anything happen! Please, please don't let anything happen!"
Everyone's hearts jumped into their throats, filled with worry.
But no one dared to take a step forward, nor did anyone dare to make a sound to disturb them.
They all knew in their hearts that with their strength, they were far too insignificant in the face of a supreme level of competition like Jiang Hao's.
If they rashly intervene or disturb him, they will not only fail to help him in the slightest, but will also disrupt Jiang Hao's state, cause him trouble, and harm him.
Everyone could only stand silently in place, staring intently at the sky, praying silently in their hearts that Jiang Hao would recover as soon as possible and be safe and sound.
"Buzz".
Just as Jiang Hao's Dao heart was in turmoil and his soul was trembling, the ancient golden bell hidden deep within his body suddenly rang out on its own.
A thick, boundless, and ultimate golden light exploded from the depths of one's soul.
Instantly, it swept away all the inexplicable fear and pressure, firmly protecting his Dao heart and primordial spirit, allowing him to instantly wake up and get rid of the suffocating feeling of being suppressed by the supreme being.
"Phew... That was close. That red-haired thing was terrifying. What is its origin?"
Jiang Hao let out a long breath, his face full of shock, his heart churning with endless fear and awe.
so horrible.
In that instant, he was forcibly stripped of even the right to resist and circulate his cultivation. It wasn't a crushing defeat on the level of power; it was an absolute suppression on the level, dimension, and origin.
"Luckily, there's Golden Bell."
Jiang Hao breathed a sigh of relief. The golden bell had saved him once again. Fortunately, he had this mysterious golden bell protecting him. If it weren't for the golden bell protecting him, his Dao heart would probably have shattered, twisted, and gone mad just like the Heavenly Dao back then, after just one glance.
Jiang Hao's mind was still in turmoil, and he muttered to himself:
"What exactly is this being... that a mere wisp of hair can possess such supreme power that transcends three lifetimes and locks away the soul?"
The feeling Jiang Hao got from this red-haired man had surpassed the feeling he had experienced from the eerie Immortal Emperor.
This strand of red hair looked delicate, harmless, and frail, but as soon as Jiang Hao's gaze fell upon it, his Nine Worlds Mortal Immortal Power immediately began to tremble uncontrollably, and the Dao Fruit system within his body began to operate at full speed without any independent consciousness.
Instinctively activating the highest level of defense stems from the deepest, most primal fear of living beings.
It is not fear of fighting powerful enemies, nor terror of life-or-death battles, but the innate humility and submission of a low-dimensional, insignificant being facing the ultimate and supreme origin of all heavens.
This sense of fear far surpassed anything he had ever experienced before.
It was billions of times more terrifying than the bizarre and terrifying immortal emperors he had encountered in the endless river of time and space.
Although those Celestial Emperors were strange, sinister, and unpredictable, they were still within the category of "living beings." But the existence behind this wisp of red hair had long transcended the definitions of all living beings, the Great Dao, and time and space.
"What exactly is the origin of this?"
Jiang Hao completely stopped all refining actions, his gaze fixed on that wisp of seven-colored red hair, and an unprecedented surge of emotion welled up in his heart.
He has traversed nine lifetimes of life and death, and walked through countless heavens and voids, witnessing the peerless celestial demeanor of the Chaotic Ancient Heavenly Emperor, the first of all time.
He has directly confronted the fallen Heavenly Dao at the peak of its power, which had been unleashed by the Immortal King, and witnessed the apocalyptic scenes of the collapse of an era, the destruction of the Great Dao, and the chaotic battles among Immortal Emperors.
He had witnessed almost all the extreme terrors and supreme heights in the world.
But nothing has ever given him the instinctive warning of Dao Fruit, nor has anything ever given him this suffocating feeling.
Jiang Hao grew increasingly horrified as he thought about it, muttering to himself in shock:
"What level of supreme being is this? Could it be a mysterious primordial figure from the very source of all heavens?"
He thought of the strange clan and the strange immortal emperor. This strange clan must have an origin. Could it be one?
"But something still feels off."
Upon closer inspection, Jiang Hao discovered something strange.
This strand of red hair was supreme and imposing throughout the ages, terrifying beyond imagination, yet it completely lacked the gloom, evil, chaos, and malice found on those eerie immortal emperors.
It is supremely powerful, supremely high, and supremely great, yet it has no ferocity or malevolence, as if it transcends everything.
"Can this thing trace back to the source?"
Jiang Hao grew increasingly curious and eager to find out the root of the problem.
He knew very well that investigating the origin of this object was extremely dangerous. If he was not careful, his Dao heart would collapse, he would go mad, and he would repeat the old path of the old Heavenly Dao.
But he couldn't ignore it; the blood and tears of all living beings throughout the ages, the destruction of countless eras, and the tragedy of the entire world all originated from this.
If the root cause is not thoroughly understood, even if he reshapes the Heavenly Dao today, the tragedy of eternity will still be repeated in the future, and the hidden danger will always exist.
Fortunately, he had his greatest trump card to protect him: the mysterious golden bell inside his body. Its power far exceeded his own imagination, and it was the only supreme treasure that could resist this dimensional suppression and protect his Dao heart.
With the Golden Bell Award as his backing, he has the qualifications and confidence to risk exploring the ultimate truth.
"Then let's give it a try."
Jiang Hao no longer hesitated. He raised his hand and condensed a wisp of immortal power, carefully and gently wrapping it around the red fur. He dared not touch it with any force, for fear of triggering unknown terrors.
"The Heavenly Emperor treads upon time!"
Immediately afterwards, he unleashed the Heavenly Emperor's Great Divine Power of Time-Treading, forcibly tearing apart the long river of time that had lasted for millennia.
Countless mottled, ancient, and silent light and shadows of time flow slowly from the depths of time, truly restoring the most original and ancient truth.
No one knows the exact year; countless ages ago, this place was nothing but a desolate and chaotic void.
This world today was not even a prototype back then; it was merely a seed of a world that lay dormant in the depths of chaos, yet to be hatched.
The so-called Heaven and Earth Dao are merely a trace of ignorant seed consciousness, unaware and unaware, in a state of blissful ignorance and stillness.
In the midst of this endless, chaotic silence, a supreme figure adorned with seven-colored light slowly emerged from the void of time and space.