Wang Ku felt as if he had beco so engrossed in the book that he was hallucinating.
How could he see his own na in the book? Even the events he dread of were recorded in the book.
It was both terrifying and eerie.
He frowned, feeling a sense of foreboding.
He continued reading.
"Under the shroud of the Black Heaven, only the fourth layer of Yang Gods can resist it."
"Although Qi Yuan has entered the 'pseudo-fourth layer of Yang Gods,' he is not truly at the fourth layer."
"In the first hundred million years, he lost his eyes and could no longer see anything in the world."
"In the next few hundred million years, he lost his ears, eyebrows, and nose. He could no longer hear the sound of the wind or sll the fragrance of flowers."
"In the final hundred million years, he lost his mouth. What he lost continued to grow."
"One day, he will lose everything—his body, his consciousness, his true spirit—and step into the fourth layer of Yang Gods, becoming another Black Heaven."
Wang Ku read these words with a strange expression.
"So, you have to go et the female lead!" he wanted to shout at the male lead.
But now, the male lead couldn't hear. Would shouting even help?
At night, Wang Ku once again fell asleep and dread of the battered figure.
The figure was slender, his features shattered, standing alone in the sky, fighting against the terrifying black bubble.
This scene had lasted for billions of years.
"Hey, go et the female lead!" Wang Ku shouted with all his might.
However, the figure remained motionless, as if he hadn't heard a thing.
"Damn it, he can't hear, he can't see... how can I tell him... to go et the female lead?" Wang Ku felt anxious, worried for the male lead in the book.
...
In the endless flow of ti, Qi Yuan's body was broken, his features dissolved. Now, his physical form was almost gone, with only a sliver of his true spirit retaining consciousness.
"The Black Heaven... cannot be resisted."
"Only the fourth layer of Yang Gods can resist it."
"Am I finally going to lose?"
In all the gas he had played, this was the first ti Qi Yuan felt a sense of helplessness.
The Great Forgetfulness Heart Sutra, "Do as You Please," and Absolute Adaptation were powerful enough.
But they still couldn't bridge the gap between the third and fourth layers of Yang Gods.
Now, he could barely be considered at the "pseudo-fourth layer," which was why he could barely resist the Black Heaven.
But under the Black Heaven, his consciousness, his body... were continuously dissolving.
"Step into the fourth layer of Yang Gods?"
Qi Yuan fell silent.
If he stepped into the fourth layer of Yang Gods, he could truly resist the Black Heaven, even devour it.
But with his strength, after reaching the fourth layer, he would beco a monster even more terrifying than the Black Heaven.
Now, he understood that the so-called fourth layer of Yang Gods ant abandoning everything, pursuing only strength, and retaining the most fundantal traits.
This abandonnt included his true spirit.
This ant that once he stepped into the fourth layer of Yang Gods, he would truly perish, and Qi Yuan would no longer exist in the world.
This was an outco he was unwilling to accept.
"Is there really no way to break this deadlock?"
"Where... is the hope?"
Qi Yuan's consciousness was muddled.
Facing the terrifying Black Heaven, he didn't know how much longer he could resist.
If this continued, his true spirit would eventually be extinguished—it was only a matter of ti.
At this mont, Qi Yuan suddenly paused, as if he saw countless drops of blood falling from the sky.
"Is this... my blood?"
He rembered that before the ga loaded, when it was on the verge of collapse, he had used his blood to save it.
"Where am I in ti... my blood is falling... will I descend again?"
"No, in any tiline, there is only one true self."
Through endless years, Qi Yuan's consciousness was muddled, with only a sliver of his true spirit keeping him awake.
What he saw was no longer light.
What he slled was no longer fragrance.
What he heard was no longer thunder.
If this continued, his true spirit would eventually be extinguished.
Either he would perish, or he would step into the fourth layer of Yang Gods.
He already knew that he could skip the fourth layer and step directly into the fifth layer of Yang Gods, which was why he refused to enter the fourth layer.
"Fortunately, I can use my blood to observe this world, keeping my true spirit active."
Qi Yuan felt a profound sense of mystery.
The past influenced the present.
The future influenced the past.
However, he couldn't think too much about it. Overthinking would only make his brain grow, and it was exhausting.
In different tilines, he continuously resisted the Black Heaven, his features dissolving. Fortunately, the humans born from his blood replaced him, allowing him to touch the world, feel the wind, and enjoy the rain.
"But... this is a cycle."
Qi Yuan sighed.
He knew this couldn't last forever.
In the future, when all his blood returned to his true self, his blood would no longer be able to perceive the world for him.
His true spirit... would truly perish.
"I'm so tired. I hope so rich woman can see my stubbornness and strength."
Qi Yuan lanted.
He had already sensed that Divine Descent had been besieged and killed.
He had also sensed that the mortal Qi Yuan had failed to break through to the Ancestral God realm and was now sitting alone in the Quijin Realm.
"So... have I lost?"
The last sliver of his true spirit was continuously dissolving.
Even with the Great Forgetfulness Heart Sutra and "Do as You Please," Qi Yuan couldn't stop the dissolution of his true spirit.
At this mont, Qi Yuan thought of many people.
He thought of Jin Li, of the Golden Canary, of Ning Tao, of his big-breasted junior sister Jiang Lingsu, and of his wife in this world, Shen Lingxuan.
"Indeed, I am just a mortal. In the final monts of life, I too will resort to reminiscing."
His true spirit flickered like a candle fla, on the verge of extinguishing at any mont.
"A new Divine Descent has been born."
"The mortal Qi Yuan... has succeeded in his mortal ascension."
"Is it all over?"
"Wait, why haven't I dissolved yet?"
Qi Yuan had thought that when all his blood returned to his true self and could no longer perceive the world for him, his true spirit would completely vanish.
But... he wasn't dead.
He was still alive.
"It's... the new Divine Descent, still perceiving the world for ." Qi Yuan realized sothing.
At this mont, a voice echoed in Qi Yuan's mind.
"Of the fifty great paths, heaven derives forty-nine. All imperfections are the escape of the one.
I shall gift it... a branch of spring."
"Spring?"
"Chun!"
"So, the missing character on the stone tablet at Sunset Cliff was 'spring'!"
"She gave spring!"
"The correct version is..."
"In the past, there was a Chun, standing quietly in the profound chaos. Now, I think of you, like a tree yearning for spring. So faint, so faint, do not seek ."
"The Ancient Qi Chun Wood!"
"So... it's Master!"
Qi Yuan seed to understand sothing.
"She knew this outco, which is why she always urged to leave."
"When I obtained the Divine Wood Token, I heard the word 'escape.'"
"The stone tablet at Sunset Cliff was also telling ... not to descend into this world."
"Is Master the Silent Voice?"
"The Moon Goddess Yuanjun exists in the past or the future, but never in the present."
"So... Master is also at the fourth layer of Yang Gods."
"No, she is the consciousness born from my communication with the fourth layer of Yang Gods, or perhaps... a revived consciousness."
At this mont, Qi Yuan pieced everything together.
The fourth layer of Yang Gods has no consciousness.
Master Ruan Yixi was originally the Chun of the fourth layer of Yang Gods.
The superpower Qi Yuan awakened, related to speech, allowed him to speak freely and be heard by the unknown, causing strange and special changes.
Because of this, the Silent Voice... finally gave birth to its own consciousness, evolving from the fourth layer of Yang Gods into the Divine Wood Universe.
But she was at the fourth layer of Yang Gods, knowing the past, present, and future, which is why she always tried to stop Qi Yuan from coming.
"So, she... is the female lead that person ntioned?"
"Master... can I see you?" Qi Yuan's smile was bittersweet.
The fourth layer of Yang Gods does not exist in the present.
This ant that unless he also stepped into the fourth layer, he could not see her.
Seeing the Black Heaven had already exhausted all of his true spirit.
Could he still see his master?
Suddenly, Qi Yuan thought of sothing, and a happy smile appeared on his face.
Master had also been trying... to see him.
In the Divine Wood Abyss, the dream he had back then was not an illusion—it was Master.
In the Divine Light Sect... that graceful figure was also her.
And... many, many more.
"Master... I've seen you."
Qi Yuan's eyes sparkled like stars.
At the sa ti, in the endless river of ti.
Canglan Realm.
A young and handso man breathed in the air of this foreign world, finding it quite sweet.
He looked at the hazy and graceful figure ahead, curiosity in his eyes.
[Her na is Ruan Yixi. On the surface, she is your beautiful master, but in reality, she might be your wife.]
"A wife right after transmigrating?" The handso man was in a good mood.
"Master... wife?" he called out.
The woman wore a deep robe with wide sleeves that trailed on the ground, resembling a fairy.
Qi Yuan couldn't see her face, only her back.
But even her back was breathtakingly beautiful.
"Why aren't you speaking? Are you mute?"
"Oh, maybe you're shy. Master, wait for !"
"You're not chasing away, so you've accepted as your disciple!"
"From now on, Qi Yuan is Ruan Yixi's disciple!"
In the Shengung Sect.
A young and handso man stretched lazily, casually tossing a small dried fish into the mouth of a wooden cat puppet.
He lay down on the bed and slept soundly.
After waking up, he washed up and walked out of the courtyard, looking at the palace in the clouds.
"Another day of missing Master."
The clouds on the mountaintop rippled and then dissipated.
Qi Yuan's eyes flickered with a strange light: "So... back then, Master was also saying she missed ?"
Another day, Qi Yuan held a first-grade Foundation Establishnt spiritual item, the Yellow Blossom Fruit: "Master, your disciple Qi Yuan has brought a betrothal gift."
The clouds in the sky gathered, forming a spectacular sight.
"Master seems very happy, doesn't she?" Qi Yuan said.
The fourth layer of Yang Gods has no consciousness. Even if Master had awakened or revived her consciousness because of him, she might have been in a daze most of the ti, with only occasional monts of clarity.
On Gongxing.
The robot Zero One looked at Qi Yuan: "Master, the three of us have never taken a photo together. Should we take one?"
"Oh, a photo? Sure," the blood-robed man said.
The sky was dark, the stars dim. He stood on the grass, Zero One holding Xie Xinsu, the three of them smiling for the photo.
At that mont, a gentle and cool moonlight fell, landing on Qi Yuan's blood robe.
The photo was taken.
Qi Yuan held the photo, deep in thought: "The moon falling on my shoulder can also count as our photo together."
Countless images appeared, only to shatter at this mont.
"Xiao Jia." Qi Yuan called softly.
Imdiately, a small and delicate bridal gown appeared.
She stood beside Qi Yuan, shy and timid. Though she had no face, body, or feet, she seed like the most beautiful woman in the world.
He held Xiao Jia's cold hand, a smile on his face: "So you've always been here."
"In the past, it was you who turned into blood armor to protect , to shelter . Now... it's my turn to protect..."
He looked at Xiao Jia, though he had no eyes, his gaze was filled with endless tenderness and deep affection.
"This ti... it's my turn to bury myself underground."
...
"My na is Ruan Yixi."
"I don't know who I am."
"I only know that I can't see light, hear thunder, or sll flowers. The world is empty, desolate, unchanging."
"One day, a very noisy person kept talking."
"He was so noisy, so noisy. I really wanted him to shut up."
"Alright... actually, it's quite nice to talk more."
"I like listening to those stories."
"Chaos opens seven orifices?"
"If I open seven orifices, can I..."
"I failed. Blood rained from the sky."
...
"My na is Ruan Yixi. I don't know who I am."
"I've lived in the Divine Wood Abyss since I was young, always alone."
"Hey, I just sneaked out once, secretly slept in the soil. Why was I dug up by a blood robe?"
"Worse, he tied up and forcibly married in a grand procession!"
"I have a husband now, so I have family? Well, this husband... is a piece of clothing."
"He can't speak, so I made him eight wooden signs."
"One represents closeness, one represents happiness."
"It's nice to have a husband by my side."
"Husband... is gone."
...
"My na is Ruan Yixi. I rember who I am."
"I am blind, deaf, mute..."
"My eyes were given to by my husband."
"My ears were given to by my husband."
"I don't want... him to give these!"
...
"My na is Ruan Yixi, a failure who has failed countless tis."
"I have finally beco a real person."
"But my husband has beco a real blood robe."
"This ti, I will listen to my husband."
...
In the Divine Wood Abyss.
The blood robe was being refined by countless people.
Shen Lingxuan's eyes were filled with pain and reluctance.
"Qi Yuan is water, the eighth primordial rule of the Divine Wood Universe."
"He is the eighth Human Enlightennt Divine Light!"
"Only by forging eight Human Enlightennt Divine Lights can the primordial consciousness of the Divine Wood Universe awaken for a mont."
"She will carry the eight Human Enlightennt Divine Lights, wearing the eighth and most powerful one... to slay the Black Heaven!" Sheng Nu said calmly.
"What will happen to him?"
"He is already dead!"
Three years later.
In the Divine Wood Universe.
A majestic aura suddenly appeared.
A divine woman of unparalleled beauty and holiness appeared, clad in blood-red armor, radiating a blazing light.
As the blazing light appeared, the black bubble instantly lted.
The divine woman's figure and the black bubble vanished in an instant.
The Black Heaven... dissolved.
The entire universe cheered.
The Divine Wood Chronicles recorded: The divine woman awakened, carrying eight Human Enlightennt Divine Lights, dispelling the Black Heaven, and bringing light to the world.
...
In the Divine Wood Abyss.
A shadow lingered.
"My na is Ruan Yixi."
"This is my past."
A distant nursery rhy echoed in the empty Divine Wood Abyss.
"On the mountain, there is a Chun tree; in the clouds, there is the rain's whisper. The rain's whisper is silent, not for to hear. Since I t you, my heart is no longer lost.
On the mountain, there is a Chun tree; in the wild, there is the yellow qin. The yellow qin stands alone, not for to enjoy. Since I knew you, my heart is no longer anxious.
On the mountain, there is a Chun tree; in the sky, there is the thunder's roar. The thunder's roar is silent, not for to hear. Since I spoke to you, my heart is no longer sorrowful.
On the mountain, there is a Chun tree; in the marsh, there is the lush fan. The lush fan is dense, not for to admire. If I see you, my heart will soar."
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