12dz Chapter 917: Godhead Shattered
Chapter 917: Godhead Shattered
Thunder exploded in the land of chaos' origin. Yun Yao's divine nature cracked like a mirror, and tiny fragments of laws turned into stardust and drifted into the void. The body in Chu Mochen's arms gradually became transparent, and the silver divine pattern in her hair was rapidly dimming, as if being pulled away by an invisible force.
"No!" Chu Mochen roared as he injected his source power into her heart, only to see the golden energy disappear like a drop in the ocean, devoured the moment it touched the cracks in her godhead. Spiderweb-like cracks began to appear on his fingertips, each line revealing the price of overdrawing his power, but he remained oblivious, staring intently at the person in his arms, who was gradually losing warmth.
Yun Yao's consciousness fell into a chaotic fog, her soul drifting in the darkness, her memories like a shattered mirror, constantly flashing fragments of the past. Suddenly, a dazzling white light pierced the fog, and she found herself standing on a bustling street, with a neon sign flashing the words "Su Yao Studio".
"Su Yao, you've exceeded your KPI again this month!" A colleague congratulated her with a glass of champagne, the golden liquid in the glass reflecting a rainbow of colors. Yun Yao looked down at herself, dressed in a tailored business suit and light pink nail polish, and memories of this body flooded back—she had once been a successful online writer in the city, immersed in a fictional world, weaving story after story.
"Ding—" the phone chimed with a new message, and an editing dialog popped up on the screen: "The outline for 'The Legend of the World-Traveling Princess's Counterattack' has been approved. Looking forward to your new work!" Yun Yao instinctively wanted to reply, but suddenly she noticed the scene around her distorting. The pedestrians on the street turned into grayish-white shadows, the light from the neon signs became glaring and distorted, and the entire world seemed like a piece of paper crumpled by an invisible hand.
"Is this... a memory cocoon?" Yun Yao jolted awake, her soul suspended in a vortex of starlight, countless fragments of memory swirling rapidly within it. It turned out that her modern life was nothing more than a false memory created by Hongmeng to conceal her true identity - the first law at the birth of the Hongmeng universe.
At that moment, a hazy figure emerged from the swirling starlight. It was an old man in a black robe, his face shrouded in shadow, only his eyes gleaming with the same silver light as Yun Yao's godhead. "You finally remember, my child." The old man's voice seemed like an echo from ancient times, carrying the vicissitudes of the universe's beginnings.
Yun Yao took a step back cautiously, only to find that her soul couldn't move at all. "Who are you? Why are you here?"
"I am the remnant of Hongmeng's will." The old man waved his hand, and images emerged from the swirling starlight: Pangu creating the world, Nuwa mending the heavens, Kuafu chasing the sun... Behind each myth, Yun Yao loomed. "At the moment the Hongmeng universe was born, you descended into chaos. Your existence is the key to maintaining the balance of the entire universe."
"Impossible!" Yun Yao wanted to deny it, but she found that the memories in these images were resonating with the fragments deep in her soul. "Then why did I reincarnate? Why did Chu Mochen exist? And that system..."
"Because of the greed of the Three Thousand God Realms." The old man's tone was filled with a sigh. "They attempted to devour Hongmeng and control all laws. To protect you, the previous Hongmeng Daozu - Chu Mochen's previous life - split your soul into countless fragments and sent it into the Three Thousand Small Worlds for reincarnation. The system is a protective mechanism created to prevent you from being completely lost in reincarnation."
Yun Yao's consciousness began to tremble violently, and the cracks in her godhead widened in reality. Chu Mochen watched the silver blood oozing from her chest, his heart aching. He suddenly remembered the scene when he first met Yun Yao—that stubborn girl, her eyes gleaming with a gleam of unyielding determination. And now, her life was fading before his eyes.
"No! I won't let you disappear!" Chu Mochen gnashed his teeth, forcibly burning his own essence. His hair instantly turned snow-white, and fine cracks appeared on his skin, as if it would collapse at any moment. But he still stubbornly injected spiritual power into Yun Yao's body, trying to repair the shattered godhood.
At this moment, the voice of the remnant of the Primordial Will echoed again: "Chu Mochen, if you continue, you will only hasten her demise." The old man's figure gradually became transparent. He raised his hand, and a golden mark emerged from the depths of Yun Yao's soul. "This is the core of the Primordial Origin. Only by allowing her to devour it can she truly awaken. But the price is..."
"I'm willing to bear any price!" Chu Mochen interrupted the old man without hesitation, his eyes filled with determination. "As long as she can survive, I'll do anything."
The old man was silent for a moment, then sighed softly, "Never mind, this may be your fate." His figure transformed into a golden light, merging into Yun Yao's divine nature. Suddenly, a dazzling light erupted from the land of chaos' origin. The cracks in Yun Yao's divine nature began to heal at a visible speed, but at the same time, Chu Mochen's body began to become illusory.
"Chu Mochen, what's wrong with you?" Yun Yao's consciousness woke up in the chaos, and she looked at Chu Mochen's gradually transparent body in horror.
"Don't worry, Yao'er." Chu Mochen forced a smile, his fingers gently stroking Yun Yao's cheek. "I'm just fulfilling our promise - no matter what happens, I will be by your side."
Yun Yao suddenly remembered the Hongmeng Symbiotic Contract they had signed earlier, and her pupils suddenly contracted: "Could it be... the true price of the contract is this? Why didn't you tell me!"
"Because I know that if you knew in advance, you would definitely not agree." Chu Mochen's voice became weaker and weaker, and his body began to transform into tiny starlight. "But it doesn't matter, this way I can be with you forever..."
"No! I don't want to be like this forever!" Yun Yao's divine nature trembled violently again. She forcibly mobilized the power that had just recovered, trying to retain Chu Mochen's soul. But the power of the Hongmeng Origin was too strong. The more she struggled, the faster Chu Mochen dissipated.
"Yao'er, remember, I love you..." Chu Mochen's last trace transformed into starlight, merging into Yun Yao's godhead. Silence returned to the Land of Chaos' Origin, with only Yun Yao's heart-wrenching cries echoing through the void.
Deep within his godhead, Chu Mochen's consciousness watched the collapsed Yun Yao, his heart filled with reluctance. He knew this might be their final parting, but as long as she lived, he would have no regrets. "When you become the true Lord of Hongmeng, we will surely meet again..." He silently vowed in his heart, then completely dissipated into the deepest depths of his godhead.
Yun Yao's godhead had finally fully healed, a silver light radiating even more brilliantly than before. But at this moment, she felt no joy at all. She clutched the remnant of Chu Mochen's clothing, curled up in the chaos, tears streaming silently. Once, she had believed herself strong enough to protect everything. But now, she realized how insignificant she still was before the wheel of fate.
"Chu Mochen, I will definitely find a way to bring you back to life..." Yun Yao slowly stood up, her eyes rekindled with determination. Even if the darkness ahead was endless, even if she had to fight against the entire Hongmeng Universe, she would never give up. Because she knew that this was the agreement between her and Chu Mochen, and also her mission as the first law of Hongmeng.