# 1739
Chapter 1732: Suppressing [Chaos]!
This simple sentence directly ignited [Chaos]'s brutality and madness!
He who once stood above all beings, mocking humans as insignificant playthings, now sees everything he did turned back upon him. The落差感 and sense of unreality was as if the supremely arrogant one had been crushed and ground into the filthiest, most disgusting dung.
The Ame-no-Murakumo he had personally shattered—even if it could slash a hundred times, it might not kill him.
But one sentence from Lin Qiye made him feel as if subjected to dismemberment!
At this moment, he himself didn't realize that the one most skilled at manipulating hearts had already had his emotions toyed with by Lin Qiye... Just as Lin Qiye had said: whatever [Chaos] brought upon him, he would return in full!
"Lin Qiye!! Do you think controlling this asylum means you can keep me underfoot forever?!" The battered [Chaos] roared furiously, "I am the Walking [Chaos]!! A mere human wants to defeat me? You're off by tens of millions of years!"
[Chaos]'s form dissolved on the spot, instantly breaking free from Ame-no-Murakumo's edge. Blurred points of light scattered through the air like mist, blanketing the entire asylum.
For a moment, both Lin Qiyes and both Heavenly Lords were engulfed.
An eerie,诡异 aura spread through the air. Lin Qiye's heart lurched, suddenly struck by an extremely ominous premonition. Before he could react, the murky points of light collapsed rapidly toward the center along with spacetime!
The collapse happened too fast. Viewed from high above, it was like a black hole suddenly being born in the vast cosmos. The difference was that this black hole wasn't purely black— faintly tinged with a red hue...
At the center of this black hole, visible Cthulhu Faction corruption spread frantically, like countless invisible tentacles extending from the opening, writhing chaotically, devouring everything around them. Even the asylum, reduced to just one building, was being pulled uncontrollably toward that central opening.
That was [Chaos]'s most ancient form, also His most indescribably terrifying form... a Chaos black hole filled with evil and ferocity.
The moment [Chaos] transformed into a black hole, three bursts of blood mist erupted in the void. Lin Qiye's original physical body was instantly shattered into mist, like a mosquito crushed under a hand. Even the Yuanshi and Daode Heavenly Lords were forcibly dismembered, falling into critical condition in the blink of an eye!
Only Lin Qiye, protected by the asylum, remained unharmed before this absolute destruction. He looked down at that collapsing evil black hole, his expression grave.
He hadn't expected that [Chaos], reduced to just a soul form, would still possess such terrifying power—even capable of gravely wounding two Heavenly Lords in an instant! Had he not been protected by this asylum, he would have been killed instantly.
No wonder He always claimed to be the strongest of the Three Pillars... once He transformed into this form, Lin Qiye knew of nothing in existence that could contend with it.
He had to deal with this evil black hole immediately, otherwise even the two Heavenly Lords wouldn't last much longer.
In the void, Lin Qiye's white coat billowed without wind. He raised his palm and pressed it down on the collapsing black hole!
Above the rotating black hole, a sky-covering door frame took shape, slowly pressing down toward the black hole... At the same time, from the directions of up, down, left, right, and back, walls of infinite size emerged, like a gradually converging perfect cube, preparing to seal the black hole within!
A blurry roar echoed from the black hole's center, like [Chaos]'s unwilling bellow. Those invisible tentacles extended frantically, trying to resist the approaching walls and door frame. However, all they could do was slightly slow their progress.
Lin Qiye gazed down at this scene, the suspended hand gradually curling into a fist. The six planes around the black hole drew ever closer, and in [Chaos]'s unwilling roar, they finally sealed together with not a single gap...
Like a locked-in hospital room.
The moment the room formed, the world-ending aura vanished abruptly. The outline of the hospital building was swiftly drawn outside that room.
The surrounding spacetime twisted. The void where Lin Qiye stood transformed into the corridor of the asylum's second floor, and he found himself standing once more before the room that had sealed [Chaos].
Room Six.
Lin Qiye in his white coat raised his head to glance at the [Chaos] doorplate on Room Six. His back was soaked with cold sweat.
That state of [Chaos] was simply too terrifying—it could actually interfere with the asylum's rules. Had he not forcibly used the hospital building's power to confine it back into a room, He truly might have broken through the asylum's barriers and escaped to the outside world.
If He had escaped to the outside world, the asylum's protection would have been invalidated. That would have been truly troublesome...
As [Chaos] was sealed into the room, the devastated grounds and other asylum facilities gradually restored themselves. The outline of the Asylum of the Gods was drawn once more, and two bloodied figures landed weakly on the cracked grass.
"两位天尊，你们没事吧？" Lin Qiye walked to them, asking with concern.
"没有性命之忧……" Yuanshi Tianzun coughed several times, speaking bitterly, "这次多亏了你……否则，我们二人必死无疑。"
"这下没有数百年的苦修，只怕很难彻底恢复了。" Daode Tianzun looked at the cracked wooden sword in his hand, his expression full of helplessness. He seemed to remember something.
"我二人的伤势可以恢复，只是可惜了你的那具肉身……"
The two Supreme Gods could barely withstand that black hole's power, but Lin Qiye's original physical body was nowhere near that resilient. It had been crushed to pieces in the first instant by [Chaos]. And that body still held over a dozen God's Ruins and the Dark Origin, plus the world's last [Mortal Divine Realm].
"不可惜。" Lin Qiye smiled, "那具身体，其实还剩一个底牌……"
Lin Qiye turned to look into the distance. From within the scattered blood mist, a strand of monkey hair gradually dissipated. In the next moment, his physical body, already shattered into mist, was reconstituted!
The third [Life-Saving Hair]!
When Lin Qiye had last drawn Sun Wukong's abilities, he had obtained three uses of the [Life-Saving Hair]. Two had been lost in Asgard, and the last strand had been preserved on that physical body all along.
Now, this third [Life-Saving Hair] had restored the body.
Seeing this, the expressions of the two Heavenly Lords relaxed. Having dealt with [Chaos], the most troublesome adversary, they were both mentally and physically exhausted.
"二位天尊，我带你们出去。" Lin Qiye waved his hand, and the three figures vanished from the Asylum of the Gods.
When they appeared again, they had returned to the surface of the original Moon.
Dazzling explosions pierced the deep cosmos, illuminating this gray-white land in flickering bursts. Lin Qiye raised his head to gaze at the Gods of Great Xia falling into disadvantage in outer space. His eyes narrowed slightly...
"接下来，才是重头戏。"