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Wu Xiaode’s footsteps echoed through the Dragon King Ruins.
By this ti, even the wind that blew in his face had beco silent.
A sense of solemn tranquility filled the air.
"Why do I have a feeling that I’m about to encounter the BOSS..."
"But that BOSS should have been blown away by my sword to so unknown place."
Wu Xiaode let his thoughts wander as he looked around, ready to enter battle at any mont.
He was so imrsed that he forgot to change back into a male form.
Finally—
The ruins’ grand hall lay ahead!
Wu Xiaode’s figure leapt, flying through the corridor and landing squarely in the center of the grand hall.
A strong sense of crisis surged in his heart, compelling him to reflexively do three things in the mont without any thought.
The first thing: Expand the "Everday City’s" Luminous Flas.
The second thing: Unleash the fishing rod from behind him, fiercely casting out the fishhook.
The third thing: Use the card "The Heir of the World Tree"!
In the blink of an eye—
Line after line of ice crystal small script frantically refreshed on the Book of the Dead:
"You activated ’Everday City’;"
"You used the fishing Divine Artifact ’Old Sixth King’, and your Concealnt Skill ’Everday City’ has increased by three Levels;"
"You overlaid the card ’The Heir of the World Tree’ onto the skill ’Everday City’, causing it to increase by one more level for an hour; at the sa ti ’The Heir of the World Tree’ will go into cooldown after one more use."
"Your current skill ’Everday City’ has increased by 4 Levels."
"This increase has not undergone personal stylistic changes through the ’Wall of Sighs’, so you have received the normal improvent of the skill."
"Your skill has been upgraded to:"
"Untethered Existence."
"An ancient secret technique."
"Description: This is a super-ergent technique that breaks away from the calamities of the Three Realms and beyond; it allows one to dodge all pursuit and capture, immune to any harm, escape the mory of all beings, undetected and unrembered, unaffected by history and the passage of ti."
"—Unless you make a move."
Wu Xiaode maintained his fishing pose unchanged.
After all, only by holding tightly onto the fishing rod could he receive the enhancent of this ’Old Sixth King’.
One breath.
Two breaths.
Three breaths.
Inside the great hall, a tide of murky grey surged, rapidly materializing into a human head with closed eyes.
As soon as this head appeared, it sighed, and with a humming voice said:
"The bloodline of the Dragon King has been suppressed by here for many years, and because of it, All Worlds have enjoyed peaceful days."
"—Who is ruining my work?"
As it spoke, its face took on a devout and dignified expression, resembling an enlightened elder.
Wu Xiaode remained silent, without responding.
Dammit—
This makes it sound like Gjestastav is so kind of heinous villain.
If it were before he received ’Heavenly Punishnt’, he might have co forth to argue.
But now it was different.
He could see Gjestastav’s rit!
Gjestastav’s rit was as high as 9999 points, the most he’d ever seen.
No one was ahead of her.
Back in the day, he only needed to expend 1 point of rit to summon a Heroic Spirit.
points is an incredible amount!
—And now soone portrays Gjestastav as a Demon disrupting the world?
This is definitely malicious!
He didn’t move.
The grey head also remained still.
Ti slowly passed.
The entire grand hall was still silent.
About two to three minutes later, the head grew impatient.
It still had its eyes closed, but six symtrical slits suddenly appeared on its face and slowly spread open, revealing six eyes.
The head maintained an air of compassion and devoutness, but those six eyes looked around, seemingly with a trace of an inexplicable smile.
Super creepy.
With just one glance, Wu Xiaode saw dense ice crystal script suddenly appear in the Void before him:
"You have been swept by its gaze!"
"Because you are in the state of ’Untethered Existence’, the series of consequences caused by the gaze have been resisted by you."
"You resisted???"
"You resisted?????"
"You resisted??"
"..."
The ice crystal script hurriedly scrolled up without end, as if Wu Xiaode was being bombarded by an infinite array of terrifying Magic.
—Fortunately, he had the ’Untethered Existence’ skill!
A good minute passed.
On the cheeks of that head, all slits slowly closed.
It opened its eyes.
—They were eyes filled with compassion.
"Has it already left?"
The head murmured quietly.
Seizing the mont, Wu Xiaode expanded his body’s aura and whispered, "Judgent Angel, I’ll open up the world for a second; take a quick look at it."
In the Temple—
The Judgent Angel took a glance at the head while the world unfolded.
In an instant.
The world closed again.
The Judgent Angel’s voice reached Wu Xiaode’s ear:
"The sins of this creature are nearly endless, beyond what I can estimate; Brother Wu, be extrely careful!"
Her voice trembled slightly, betraying so emotional release, as if she had beco afraid.
Wu Xiaode imdiately said warmly, "Got it—you relax, my Magic is covering you all, it can’t harm you."
"Alright," Judgent Angel said.
After reassuring the angel, Wu Xiaode suddenly felt an intuition and looked in a particular direction.
There was a mural on the left wall of the grand hall.
In the mural, a woman clad in Battle Armor held a bronze scepter high, casting Attack Skills upon countless monsters below the cliff.
This painting—
By virtue of ’All Worlds Elent Detection’, Wu Xiaode sensed a special elent.
If that head weren’t here, he was confident he could unlock that elent and obtain sothing from within the mural.
Yet now, the mont he made a move, the effect of "Standing Alone in a Forsaken World" would imdiately beco ineffective, and the floating head would instantly be aware of his whereabouts.
What to do?
Wu Xiaode racked his brains and suddenly thought of sothing.
Making a move would expose him.
But what about—
Speaking out?
Just saying one sentence shouldn’t expose him, right?
He looked toward the Book of the Dead.
The pages flipped open, revealing two words:
"Won’t."
That’s good!
Wu Xiaode’s spirits lifted; he gazed at the floating head from afar and whispered:
"You and I are strangers, but I see that you are beyond redemption, your sins grievous and sky-high. It would be unreasonable not to te out so punishnt."
"Now I will appoint you as—"
"The Double Flower Red Stick of the Evil World."
"Through mountains of blades and seas of fire, you must fight for your position in the rivers and lakes; amidst gunfire and rain of bullets, you must stand up for your brothers. Even if a group of people attack you alone, you must endure without falling because you are the most capable Double Flower Red Stick!"
"Off you go!"
As his voice trailed off.
Two lines of ice crystal small characters erged:
"Your ’Divine Enthronent’ has been successfully executed."
"The target will strive towards the bright path you have designated for them, ceaselessly working towards the appointed ’Result Position’, and ultimately achieve it."
The floating head seed to sense sothing, suddenly sneering:
"You poisonous holy fiend, taking advantage of my absence to bully my devotees? Watch how I tear you apart!"
It scanned its surroundings once more, finding nothing unusual, then hastily disappeared into the Void.
——It had gone off to fight.
Chris suddenly spoke, "Little Wu, there’s sothing I don’t understand."
"What don’t you understand?" asked Wu Xiaode.
Chris uncharacteristically spoke earnestly:
"It has committed so many sins, and your ’Divine Enthronent’ is a Destiny Skill even I shudder at, capable of subtly altering the destiny of a being—"
"But you only appointed it as the ’Double Flower Red Stick of the Evil World’."
"This seems to be of little significance to it."
Wu Xiaode, recalling sothing, let out a bitter smile:
"Chris, you truly don’t understand. In fact, within this title lies an irresistible Causality Law."
"What Causality Law?" Chris asked, puzzled.
"What goes around, cos around."
Wu Xiaode elaborated further: "The grudges and grievances between people are endless; everyone is an inextricable part of the rivers and lakes."
"The best fighter, the most famous, dies the most miserably!"
"Even if they don’t die, they are daily within the sword shadows and fist lights, with no possibility of escaping the sea of suffering."
"Unless they leave the rivers and lakes."
"But looking at its vicious aura, do you think it would choose to leave?"
"Let it be busy fighting; if it’s too preoccupied to attend to this place, I’ll have a chance to save Gjestastav and lift the seal!"
Having spoken in one breath, Wu Xiaode suddenly swung his fishing rod—
The hook traced a beautiful arc in mid-air, landing squarely on the mural, hooking the bronze scepter in the woman’s hand and bringing it back.
This counted as taking action!
Wu Xiaode’s "Standing Alone in a Forsaken World" instantly vanished.
He imdiately grabbed the bronze scepter, and in a flash of lightning—
The rod shook!
The hook was cast out again, resuming its fishing state.
"Standing Alone in a Forsaken World" reactivated!
Wu Xiaode’s figure disappeared.
But the grey floating head jumped out from the Void, all its eyes wide open, bellowing in rage:
"Co out, you thief, and return the Dragon King’s scepter to !"
Wu Xiaode remained still in his fishing stance.
The head roared for a while, then suddenly sneered:
"Do you think by stealing the scepter, you can assemble the Dragon King Set?"
"Dream on!"
"I have never accomplished that feat myself!"
"Now I will imdiately banish the only bloodline of the Dragon King to the Virtual World—"
"There she will endure endless mortal sufferings."
"You won’t be able to achieve anything."
As the head gloated, a giant fist suddenly erged from the Void and punched it in the face.
The head imdiately rushed into the Void and disappeared.
"Quick," Chris urged, "bring out the six-piece set; they must possess the power to break the seal."
But Wu Xiaode remained silent.
He looked at the scepter in his hand.
A line of ice crystal small characters erged next to the scepter:
"Broken Shadow Language Scepter."
"Because you have gathered the other five pieces, you may now receive the following information:"
"The most crucial part of this scepter is missing."
"With that piece lost, the scepter cannot emit the key elent needed to activate the full power of the Battle Armor set."
"For countless years, no being has found that missing part."
"——Except you."
Except ?
Wu Xiaode paused briefly, then suddenly seed to understand sothing.
Could it be—
This way?
He took the bronze figurine he had fished from the icy river and carefully examined it.
Indeed, there was a hidden slot on the bottom of the bronze figurine, seemingly designed to fit onto sothing else.
Wu Xiaode looked at the Dragon King’s scepter, hesitated for a mont, then attempted to slot the bronze figurine onto the end of the scepter.
Click.
A barely audible sound, and the bronze figurine fit perfectly onto the scepter—
Seamless!
Instantly, a line of ice crystal characters erged:
"You have acquired the complete Shadow Language Scepter."
"Congratulations."
"You have collected the Ancient Dragon King Set."
"The power of ancient days will soon awaken through the Dragon King’s bloodline."
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