Star Trace Gate

Chapter 920 Opening my eyes, I immediately saw the warmth of humanity.

The gray mist surging from the Undying Hall swept across the entire Hanging Coffin Land like a tsunami, threatening to engulf everything here.

Ren woke up struggling amidst the turmoil of family ties. As he looked up, he sensed a dazzling sword light floating in front of him. It was a wisp of the power of the Great Dao contained within the storyteller's square magic weapon, possessing divine will and the power to destroy the world.

This wisp of sword light from the Great Dao is certainly no match for the endless gray mist in the Undying Palace, because it is the devouring power accumulated by the Divine Tomb Immortal Palace over countless years, endless and inexhaustible. Naturally, it cannot be completely annihilated or dispelled by a wisp of the Great Dao's will.

However, this sword light would be sufficient to deal with Tianwei, whose inheritance was flawed and whose source of energy was still weak.

Standing before the main hall of the Azure Palace, the Little Bad King carefully sensed the terrifying pressure contained within the sword light, yet his heart was filled with immense pain and struggle.

That's right, he wasn't the real Blind Huang, but under the influence and deduction of the Heavenly Dao, he possessed many warm memories of the other person and his aunt spending their days together, and he also personally experienced several very important events in Blind Huang's life, as well as his circumstances and choices...

Furthermore, the existence of this behavioral compatibility value allows him to become more immersed in this role-playing, constantly maintaining a state of resonance with Huang Xiazi's real life, including synchronized behavior, synchronized choices, and various attitudes towards family and friendship.

This kind of "immersion" is undoubtedly very painful and devastating.

Putting yourself in their shoes, for the real blind man, Aunt Tianwei's existence is like Ren Daguo's existence for Ren Ye. They are both from single-parent families, both raising their children alone, both being inseparable and relying on each other to fight against the indifference of the world and the hardships of life…

These similar life experiences also made Ren Ye's sense of identification and immersion even stronger.

Sensing the sword light before him, he felt a sense of impending betrayal from his father, Ren Daguo, and a feeling that the two of them would fight to the death for the sake of seizing the opportunity of heaven and earth.

This "feeling" was absolutely unacceptable to Ren Ye's values. In his heart, no opportunity or great path in this world was as important as the "unique," "once-in-a-lifetime," and "precious" father-son relationship.

Therefore, he had to forcibly detach himself from his immersion; he had to constantly remind himself that Tianwei was not his biological aunt, and he was not Huang Xiazi...

I am Ren Ye, the new generation of human emperor of the Order faction. I bear the expectations of countless people who keep watch over the year, and I have also received the support of countless people of the Order.

There are still many people waiting for me. I must leave this place alive. I must go back... I absolutely must go back!

The gray mist in the Hall of Immortality, like ocean waves, is about to engulf the entire Green Palace. When that happens, I myself will be swallowed by the gray mist, Little Fatty will not survive either, and the storyteller will completely become nourishment for this place...

Furthermore, I've already had my behavioral compatibility score deducted twice, and each time the deduction period has become shorter. This means that a third deduction could happen at any time, and when that happens, my expulsion from this place and punishment from Heaven will be irreversible...

"brush!"

Ren Ye completely broke free from his immersion, returned to his true self, and slowly raised his right arm to grab the sword light in front of him.

"If we're talking about talent and ability, I, Tianwei, am no less than you; if we're talking about foresight, which of those people lying behind the Undying Palace wasn't arranged by me? The Tide was defeated by Eternity, and countless lives were lost. I could have lived another life with your power of origin, but you chose a child of only a few years old as your successor, completely severing my chances of survival...!"

Where is family?!

"How dare a cowardly, useless blind man monopolize the Huang family's original inheritance?!"

"You're being so biased!"

"Listen up, I, Tianwei, am the one destined for you!"

My aunt seemed to have gone completely mad, her expression extremely resentful, and her roars to the sky were filled with ferocity.

Her hair flew wildly as she used her primal power at all costs to stir up the gray mist in the Undying Palace, making it surge even more fiercely.

The storyteller was so anxious he was practically convulsing, and he hysterically transmitted his voice, "Do it!! If you don't kill her, she'll kill you...!"

"I had no choice... I really had no choice...!"

A soft murmur arose, and Ren Ye raised his arm to grab the dazzling sword light in front of him. He forcibly discarded all memories, and his body soared into the gray mist.

Although the sword light exuded terrifying pressure, it did not harm Ren Ye in the slightest. He only felt that the sword light was cold to the touch and that his divine sense could not perceive its full appearance.

It is like a "light and shadow" solidified into reality, light, dazzling, and stunning to the world, but it contains the great Dao that can cleave heaven and earth.

Without a doubt, this was the storyteller's crucial trump card, which he had spent a long time acquiring to obtain that "divine object." The reason he hadn't used it in the Undying Hall before was because it wouldn't have been effective; the sword's aura was simply no match for that self-proclaimed Emperor, let alone able to completely dispel the gray mist...

Now, it can only be used on Tianwei.

"boom!!!"

After the storyteller saw the blind man rise with a sword, he exerted all his strength to activate the square magic weapon. Without using any of his luck, he made it emit several strands of divine pressure, which was comparable to the imperial pressure in the tomb of the Nine Li Emperor.

Before the gray mist of the Undying Palace had even engulfed the Azure Palace, the terrifying pressure, comparable to that of a Great Emperor, was enough to make Tianwei feel as if a "mountain of immortals" was pressing down on her, rendering her unable to move her body at all. Even her divine sense was instantly crushed, and she returned to her brow in a sorry state.

Her body trembled as she stood before the main hall of the Green Palace, shrouded in gray mist, obscuring the expression on her pretty face.

"brush!"

The sword light flashed by, with the blind man close behind.

In the hazy gray mist, Ren Ye flew through the air with his sword in hand, his eyes vacant. Naturally, he could not see Tian Wei's face, but he could sense that she was facing away from him, her clothes fluttering, and her delicate body standing straight.

"If...if...we had always been lying in the hanging coffin and never woke up...how wonderful that would be."

Although Ren Ye tried his best to forget all his memories and recall what he cared about most, at the moment he thrust his sword, an indelible feeling of heartbreak still welled up inside him.

At that moment, the endless gray fog seemed to freeze, and there was no sound around.

Silence, despair, and collapse are spreading.

"puff……!"

The sword light pierced through everything, shining with astonishing light from the gray mist. Without stopping, it pierced into Aunt Tianwei's back, flashed past, and then emerged from her chest.

"Tick...tick...!"

Crimson blood flowed out along the brilliance of the sword's edge, forming a straight line, and fell silently before the Green Palace.

Just a sword's distance away, Tianwei looked down at her own blood, which bloomed on the ground as vividly as plum blossoms.

There was no pain, no resentment, and no trace of insane hatred on her face.

A poignant smile played on her lips as she softly said, "Ah, I... I, the last legitimate son of the Huang family, have finally... finally grown up...!"

Her voice was extremely soft; the gray mist surrounding her body, like a warm breeze in early spring, blew all towards the blind man and slowly seeped into his brow.

Ren stood there holding the sword, her expression somewhat dazed, but the words she had just spoken kept echoing in her ears.

Endless gray mist gathered, and warmth flowed into the space between the eyebrows.

Ren felt his mind go completely blank, and his body felt extremely comfortable. It was like how a blind person feels when they fall asleep at night and sleep very soundly and comfortably until they wake up the next morning, completely refreshed...

In this extremely comfortable state, Ren seemed to fall into a deep sleep, having a very long dream; and in the stagnant gray fog, he seemed to glimpse some truths of the past.

……

My soul is at peace, and all that has passed is rushing back.

In a state of spiritual clarity, Ren opened his eyes and saw the eternal night of the universe, the inverted Milky Way, and a celestial mountain floating above the Nine Netherworlds.

Clearly, this is the former divine tomb and fairy palace, and the scenery is not much different from the present, possessing the same splendor and awe.

The only difference is that outside the magnificent Divine Tomb Mountain, countless coffins are now floating, densely packed and innumerable.

Furthermore, for some unknown reason, the entire cosmic night, visible at a glance, was shrouded in gray fog, making everything here appear somewhat blurry and hazy...

Within that gray mist that shrouded heaven and earth, there was also a terrifying and clearly defined power of the Great Dao, rising endlessly and boundlessly.

Ren could also sense that the power of the Great Dao contained in the gray mist had a very close feeling with the three thousand secret treasures in his belly.

Within the dense, flowing gray fog, there seemed to be a colossal "figure," lying horizontally beneath the eternal night of the universe, obscuring the sun, moon, and stars, slowly drifting away, as if disappearing into the void forever...

Ren tried his best to extend his senses, wanting to glimpse the figure that spanned the heavens and earth, to see everything about him, but no matter how hard he tried, he could only sense that the figure was blurry, unseen, and even unbearable to look at directly...

This is truly astonishing! A figure lying horizontally can obscure the eternal night of the universe and dim the galaxy... Just how big is his body? Just how high is his realm?

Furthermore, the entire world is shrouded in gray fog, but where does this endless gray fog come from?

Ren Ye had a guess in his heart, that is... the person whose figure spanned the heavens and earth should have already passed away, and the gray mist that filled the sky and flowed like the Milky Way was just a strange phenomenon of his divine power transforming into the Dao and returning to the world.

One person can transform into the Dao, and a single breath can blot out the entire universe...

That figure must have been a god in life, a supreme being comparable to the Nine Li Emperor!

He's either an ancient emperor, an ancient deity, or a being at the level of a celestial being...

Ren was deeply shocked and had a vague idea of ​​the figure's identity.

At the same time, he also noticed another detail: in the far distance of the eternal night of the universe, there seemed to be a lingering celestial light. That celestial light was very conspicuous in the eternal night, and it withered countless stars around it, giving people a very ancient feeling, like the eternal aurora, which was swallowing up all the spiritual energy around it.

However, the celestial light appeared somewhat dim amidst the endless gray fog, as if the fog had blocked the path to the Divine Tomb Palace and the Illusory Village...

Ren had no idea what the celestial light represented, nor what "price" the gray mist that blocked everything had paid. He was only shocked by the scene before him and terrified of the figure that stretched across the universe...

After an unknown amount of time, Ren Ye, amidst this astonishing phenomenon, saw two figures, one large and one small, walking towards him from beneath the countless coffins outside the Divine Tomb Mountain.

He strained to see, and finally, through the drifting gray mist, he could make out the features of the two figures.

The larger one was a woman, with a stunningly beautiful face, dressed in an extremely gorgeous gown, wearing a phoenix crown, and with a dignified posture.

However, she was wearing white mourning clothes over her gorgeous dress, which looked quite conspicuous.