Chapter 982 - 440: Three Wills
He slowly raised the Chaos Profound Sword in his hand.
The tip of the sword, slantingly pointing toward the shattered Celestial Fall Battlefield below.
An urge began to grow in the depths of his heart.
It was the instinctive annihilation impulse of the Power of Destruction!
A desire to completely erase this bothersome "ruin" before him!
But, just at the moment he was about to take action—
Buzz!
A flicker of clarity belonging to "Xu Ran" suddenly shimmered inside him!
A very faint yet remarkably clear "thought" was conveyed: "Home"
This wasn’t a complete thought, more like an instinctual longing.
An obsession with returning to a certain "place"!
Gui Xu’s movements paused slightly.
Within those indifferent eyes, a slight ripple emerged once more.
"Home"
He repeated this word which held no meaning for him, yet seemed to stir something.
The fragments of ancient will were unresponsive.
The source of the Power of Destruction sneered at it, concerned only with pure destruction.
Only that clarity continued to flicker.
Conveying that vague yet persistent direction!
Gui Xu remained silent for a moment.
Finally.
He slowly lowered the sword in his hand.
The impulse to obliterate all was forcibly suppressed.
Not out of pity, nor out of understanding.
But because he wanted to see.
What this weak will, which formed a part of "himself", yearned to return to as "home".
What might be hidden in that direction?
Perhaps it could add a bit of fun to this inevitably tedious "journey"?
Gui Xu raised his head, his gaze following the direction guided by that clarity, looking out.
That was a certain corner of the cosmos.
A vast distance away, he seemed to "see" a relatively intact, vibrant Star Domain.
And, upon the star within that domain known as "Southern Celestial", the small mountain gate called "Kao Mountain Sect".
There was also a girl standing before the mountain gate, seemingly always waiting for something.
"..."
Gui Xu’s eyes flickered slightly.
No words were spoken.
He simply took a step forward!
His figure instantly melded into the endless void, heading in that distant direction!
Leaving behind an even more deathly silent, colder shattered Star Domain.
And, long after, finally gasping for breath, looking embarrassed, Yu Kong arrived at this place, gazing at the empty void, with a face full of confusion and despair.
"Senior?! Wait for me!"
The piercing cry echoed in this deathly silent Star Domain, yet seemed so insignificant.
Gui Xu’s steps never halted.
Ahead of him was an endless sea of stars.
Behind him was the newly born "Gui Xu" Domain, and the depths of the Sword Tomb that had been disturbed.
Within him was the initial symbiosis of three wills and an unknown transformation.
In his hand was the Chaos Profound Sword, capable of severing all paths.
Is his target the "home" suggested by that clarity?
Or this vast cosmos destined to be engulfed in a colossal upheaval due to his presence?
No one knew.
Perhaps even Gui Xu himself didn’t know.
He was just walking.
Following some kind of guidance from the unseen.
Walking towards the unknown ahead.
Gui Xu’s figure traversed the boundless sea of stars.
He wasn’t "flying", nor simply "moving". Each of his advances came with subtle distortions of space and a temporary retreat of laws!
As if even this vast cosmos had to slightly bow in the face of this figure!
He was like a silent decree; wherever he passed, starlight dimmed, dust stilled, even the ever-flowing river of time seemed to momentarily stagnate!
This traversal was fast to the extreme, exceeding the limits of cognition!
In just a few breaths, the Celestial Fall Battlefield, with its lingering mighty aura from beyond the heavens, was far behind, becoming a minuscule speck of dim star dust at the edge of sight.
Gui Xu’s speed didn’t slow in the slightest.
That clarity from "Xu Ran" was like a lone lamp in the dark cosmos, continually guiding the direction.
It was very faint, seemingly ready to extinguish at any moment.
Yet it persevered with unmatched determination! No matter how the ancient will’s remnants scrutinized or explored, no matter how the Power of Destruction stirred or roared, it remained steadfast!
Simply pointing in that direction!
The direction known as "home"!
"Home"
In the depths of Gui Xu’s consciousness, this word echoed silently again.
The fragments of ancient will remained indifferent. In its remaining, eternally long-bygone memories, there was never a concept that corresponded to this. Existence is existence. Destruction is destruction. Beyond these, all is illusion.
And the source of the Power of Destruction was filled with an almost instinctive aversion and rejection to this!
Vitality, warmth, bonds, these were all manifestations of the "Law"! All were objects to be annihilated!
Only that clarity persisted to flicker.
Each flicker seemed to strengthen some invisible connection.
Gui Xu did not attempt to understand this complex emotion, or rather, none of the three wills within him could truly comprehend the meaning of "home".
The ancient will viewed it as an inexplicable disturbance.
The Power of Destruction saw it as a "stain" to be removed.
Xu Ran’s clarity was merely an instinctual longing for return, a coordinate etched into the depths of the soul.
Yet, this lack of understanding did not impede Gui Xu from continuing forward.
He followed the guidance of that clarity as if obeying a part that constituted "self".