"Gods can transform into mortals.
But once a mortal transforms into Dao — what he carries is no longer called a physical body."
Immediately after the characters [Layer 2 – Void Body Self-Transformation] were deeply etched into his hand, Lin Mo's body trembled as if being torn apart by an invisible force.
No pain. No blood.
But clearly — something was dissolving from the inside out.
His bones vibrated.
Red marrow was expelled from his spine.
His dry, cracked skin flaked off like falling ash, piece by piece onto the stone ground.
He could even see his own blood vessels tearing into Dao threads.
"This is... Self-Transformation?"
He understood instantly:
This was not the pain of a crippled body.
But the removal of the concept of "tangible body."
To enter the second layer of Void Fate, the Dao bearer must:
"Completely erase the boundary between body and Dao principles.
No longer flesh – but the embodiment of will."
In that silent space, a surging, ethereal aura emanated from within him.
Legs, arms, chest, head... all were still there. But they were no longer "substance."
Lin Mo at this moment – had become an entity living by his own "fixed念" (fixed thought/intent).
He tried to move.
No need for exertion.
No need for spell incantations.
With just a thought, his body passed through the rock wall, appearing behind a mountain.
Not teleportation — but "redefining his essence" at a new location.
"I don't need a spirit root."
"Nor do I need meridians."
"What I have... is me."
—
At that very moment, the sky above trembled.
From afar, a streak of black light cut through the clouds – descending upon the Dao Repository.
A black flag plunged straight down into the midst of heaven and earth.
On it were written three blood-red characters:
[Divine Sin Mandate]
A cold voice echoed:
"Lin Mo – bearing Void Fate, defying Heavenly Will, rebelling against Reincarnation."
"Declared a Divine Sin Level Three – to be executed according to the Spirit Seizing ritual."
"All holy temples... are authorized to exterminate without prior notice."
Lin Mo looked up at the blood flag fluttering in the sky.
His eyes held no indignation.
No fear.
Only stillness... and a will deeper than the abyss.
"Very well."
"Finally, you are willing to state your names before killing me."
"Then let's begin."
At that very moment — an underground formation of the Divine Palace activated.
The space around Lin Mo was locked down like an impenetrable glass wall.
An ancient Spirit Annihilation formation formed, buried beneath the stone ground from thousands of years ago, waiting for this exact day.
But no one expected —
Lin Mo's body no longer fell within the scope of physical laws.
All formations targeting the body... became ineffective.
"You use rules to exterminate someone... who no longer abides by rules?"
"Indeed laughable."
Lin Mo took a faint step.
Each step – the entire formation disintegrated into nothingness.
His gaze turned north — towards the blood flag burning fiercely like a beacon for all assassins in the heavens.
"Does the Divine Palace want war?"
"Then... I will let you know:
I did not come to rebel...
But to end your era."
"Void Fate... is not for those who follow Dao.
Void Fate – is only for those who dare to break all Dao in the world."