Capítulo 1247: Chapter 118: No Dreams in Deep Emptiness (Part 3)
“Life inevitably ets its end, Ti Arrow!”
The foolish powers and the dream realm do not inherently conflict; a simple Thousand Night Skill cannot defeat an enemy in one strike, so one must consider other traits of the opponent. Jinglian expressed foolishness in the form of a creature, and the weakness of life is ti.
This is the basis for the existence of the Foolish Universe, as well as the foundation upon which the aging strike a wall. Jinglian must acknowledge the sorrow of ti, or else his powers cannot be established. The Ti Arrow pierces through the Cosmic Core, the rapidly passing ti causing the outer god’s body to stiffen and decay, like a withered flower.
The Cosmic Core fell under the mighty force of ti, its massive body weathering into dust. But Shiyu Ling had no ti to breathe, for the contraction of the Foolish Universe continued. Even after Asatros’s death, an endless emptiness was left behind, swallowing all things tangible and intangible. The ti of the Dreamland instead beca the “boundary” protecting emptiness, a place devoid of light that consud everything!
In the darkness floated a heavy sigh, like a gentleman mourning at a friend’s tombstone.
“Aging is the end of life, ignorance the end of exploration, in a world shrouded in darkness there is only despair… like purgatory, neither dead nor alive.”
“The Foolish Universe Portal: Lantable Purgatory.”
Shiyu Ling struggled to support herself amidst the frantic pull, her Dreamland being torn into countless tiny fragnts. Above the Universe Portal, Jinglian held a staff, issuing a cold sigh.
Still too young.
These youngsters were led astray by the Red Mage, always thinking a single Skill should possess a single power. But that’s because monsters hold too many powers, allowing them to squander powers in an extravagant manner. The Creation Realm Skill always lacked rules; a single skill could certainly contain multiple powers, as long as it can construct a feasible structure. Just like when the Cosmic Core of “foolishness” ages and transforms into the Universe Portal of “emptiness.”
“See, this is the end of the dream. The end of effort is emptiness, strivers will eventually beco disheartened, people grow old so easily, seeking only safe solutions, unable to face a radical future…” Jinglian said, “And you’re always unwilling to agree, hence the newcors always conflict with the elders, long unaware they are repeating aningless cycles, treading the path to becoming the elders.”
The sound of dreams shattering was faint, like a butterfly flapping its wings. The dreamland, akin to an Immortal Realm, fractured into countless shapeless indistinct patches; ultimately, Shiyu Ling couldn’t hold on. She drifted in the torrent of dreams, with a hollow gaze, plumting into the Universe Portal.
Jinglian recalled the parties in this battle, rembered the people fighting on the battlefield. Gaius’s allies were middle-aged and elderly holding power, whereas the main force of the attackers from Cangdu were mostly students and young people. A battle happening in the universe—isn’t it precisely a microcosm of the broader situation?
Jinglian raised his hand over his face, locking himself again within a faceless sphere. He tightly grasped his right hand, causing the Foolish Universe to collapse into an invisible point, thus thoroughly severing life.
Jinglian’s right hand halted in mid-air, within the spherical prison, his pupils shrunk to the size of a needle. The collapse of the Universe Portal encountered obstruction, in the endless void still existed stagnant power!
“Ah? Is that all?” Shiyu Ling’s cold laughter echoed, “Will you certainly die? Must you inevitably fail? Unable to comprehend all the truths? To say sothing like void decline over such trivial matters, your life indeed is quite dull, Jinglian!”
The laughter erged from within the Universe Portal, surprisingly retaining vitality within the void; within the uncollapsed Universe Portal emanated a faint fantasy glow, the power of Shiyu Ling, the power of dreams.
Jinglian realized his misjudgnt; he allocated most of his power to maintain the Universe Portal, yet Shiyu Ling did not use power at the start of her arrow shooting; she relied on pure intent to construct an arrow to counter the power. Therefore, she should not perish so quickly… it was she herself who guided the end of the dream!
“A thousand nights’ brutality ends with a dream, a new dream arises from a dream, this is the end of dreams nurturing hope!”
The collapse of the Void Universe Portal entirely halted, beginning instead to expand violently. Infinite brilliance emanated from the darkness, belonging to the dream. Indeed, Shiyu Ling’s Dreamland shattered, its end sparking countless new dreams, like the birth of a fairy tale inspiring innurable authors to write.
This was the advice Yan Qi presented to Shiyu Ling; it was also the new card of the Illusion Moon Venerate. Every ray of light was a different small world, every hue represented a unique flow of ti. Those chaotic and frenzied yet vibrant tilines flowed with radiance, their power filled the void of the entire universe. It was the world’s most savage attack, countless chaotic ti flows forming a storm of chaos, no power able to survive the washing of contradictory tis!
Jinglian’s Skill completely lost control, the female Hunter walked out upon the light, as confident as a traveler traversing worlds. Her face bore a smile, a smile of youthful confidence contrasting with the old and decrepit Jinglian.
“Move forward and you’ll fail? You think since my debut, you know how often I’ve been beaten down!” Shiyu Ling brushed her nose, “Relentless, never giving up, this is the so-called dream. How about losing a few tis, next ti I will certainly win!”
The Foolish Universe beca entirely occupied by light; the chaotic flow of ti swallowed the void’s end. Yet Jinglian did not look again at those juvenile dreams, the long hair of the Illusion Moon Venerate fluttering in the light, strands tinged with faint blue by the hazy brilliance, resembling the tranquil night sky without a moon.
“Ah, we old folks are always helpless against the youth…” Jinglian chuckled, “Don’t you think so, Celeste.”
He released the staff, disappearing into the light.
The staff rotated several tis in the air, as it fell the city was devoid of dark haze, it landed in the hand of the female Hunter, scatters into colorless dust like a Master.
“Didn’t even leave the Heart Phase Weapon, such a miser.”
Shiyu Ling puckered her lips, sitting down in place. This new move was mighty yet hard both self and others; indeed, her dream shattered, for a ti not able to use any power.
“Ah, ah, this ti elder sister really tried her best!” Shiyu Ling resigned herself, simply lying on the ground, “I don’t want to work for nothing, let’s win it all!”
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