Translator: CinderTL
Buzz!
Mist shrouded the world, plunging it into darkness.
The Crimson Moon hung high in the sky, casting its eerie glow upon the collapsed ruins that littered the landscape.
Chen Feng stood atop a shattered skyscraper, gazing out across the desolate world.
Beyond the distant High Wall, black mist surged like a rising tide.
As if sensing his arrival, every Black Tide Creature within and beyond Qinggang City froze momentarily, their heads snapping toward him in unison.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Cracks spread across the ground as colossal armored creatures erupted from the earth.
Tens of thousands of crimson eyes burned with malice, while within the black mist beyond the wall, angel creatures stirred from their slumber, rapidly awakening.
Chen Feng glanced at them without a trace of concern.
Instead, he looked up at the Golden Palace suspended in mid-air, its ethereal form shimmering between reality and illusion, as if existing in another dimension.
Heroic Spirit Hall.
His gaze deepened with contemplation. After a moment's thought, Chen Feng resolved to revive the first batch of angels.
He needed to access the memories of these Heroic Spirits to obtain the final secrets of the High-Grade True Art.
Moreover, these resurrected angels could serve him, forming a formidable force.
Boom!!
At that moment, countless creatures inside and outside Qinggang City surged into motion.
The buzzing of wings filled the air as swarms of half-human creatures descended like locusts.
Simultaneously, the ruins on the ground erupted, revealing a centipede over a hundred meters long. Its grotesque maw dripped with venomous green fluid, ready to devour everything in its path.
In an instant, a nauseating stench filled the air, and a foul wind enveloped the area.
The sky and earth were overrun by Black Tide Creatures. Chen Feng remained impassive, his gaze fixed on the Heroic Spirit Hall.
Whoosh!!
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Flesh and blood exploded across the sky as a thin golden line sliced through the vault of heaven.
Steel Bones, unleashed at full power, swept across the battlefield like a radiant sword, cleaving through everything in its path with circular precision.
In a mere instant, both the low-rank envoy-level centipede and the countless creatures led by the commander shattered into particles, transforming into a crimson rain that drenched the earth.
Plop! Plop! Plop! Plop!
The continuous thudding of falling debris echoed through the air as the fleeting Golden Steel Bones vanished without a trace.
Chen Feng stood motionless, his trench coat billowing in the surging wind.
Outside the High Wall, the black mist surged violently as the awakening Angel-tier creatures drew closer.
Chen Feng focused his mind, following the feedback from his spiritual world to gaze directly at the location of the Heroic Spirits once more.
Buzz!
In that instant, as if sensing his presence, the illusory Golden Palace trembled, inexplicably solidifying slightly.
The colossal gates, towering like giants, slowly creaked open. Chen Feng once again saw the central stone tablet inscribed with countless names, flanked by humanoid statues lining the palace walls.
[ Pandor: Envoy Rank Extraordinary One ]
[ Ability: Physical Body Enhancement ]
[ Temperament: Impulsive, short-tempered ]
[ Meister: Lower Envoy-Class Transcendent ]
[ Ability: Freezing ]
[ Temperament: Cold exterior, warm heart ]
As his gaze swept across the hall, information about each humanoid statue materialized in succession.
Finally, he reviewed the details of the six angels.
[ First Generation Angel Fire Seed Members of the Heroic Spirit Hall! ]
[ Resurrection Status: 9/9 ]
[ Reminder: You possess nine Fragments of Divinity, sufficient to resurrect the first generation of Angel-class Heroic Spirits! ]
[ Resurrect now? ]
As the information appeared, a flicker of calculation crossed Chen Feng's eyes.
Without hesitation, he made his choice.
"Resurrect!"
Buzz!
In that instant, he clearly felt a power draining away.
The Fragments of Divinity in his interface vanished, while the Heroic Spirit Hall erupted in golden light, as if to illuminate the entire world.
An inexplicable stirring arose in his heart.
Chen Feng turned his gaze to the center of the Heroic Spirit Hall.
The massive palace gates swung open completely, revealing the full interior.
The stone tablets and statues became clearer in his vision.
The six statues representing the first batch of Angel Fire Seeds trembled slightly, each crowned with a wisp of golden light.
Bathed in this radiance, the gray stains on the statues' surfaces gradually receded, revealing a faint, otherworldly vitality.
"Hmm?"
His gaze sharpened.
Chen Feng suddenly sensed an intense malice.
Looking up, he saw the Crimson Blood Moon flicker, as if some indescribable entity had been alerted by the anomaly.
Boom!
Crimson lightning materialized from thin air and struck downward!
A chill ran down Chen Feng's spine. At the critical moment, the palace erupted with golden light, creating a new realm.
Boom!!
A muffled explosion reverberated, ringing in his ears.
Chen Feng stood rooted to the spot, his body trembling slightly as the sky above split in two once more.
The golden radiance flowed ceaselessly, forming a Barrier that shielded Qinggang City.
Above, crimson energy surged, and lightning bolts danced like serpentine dragons, relentlessly striking the Barrier.
The two forces locked in a brief stalemate, and Chen Feng once again felt the vast gulf between gods and angels.
Not enough.
Clenching his fist, Chen Feng's expression turned cold and grim.
Though he believed himself comparable to a High-Ranking Angel, he knew facing that crimson lightning alone would come at a tremendous cost.
This power transcended even Angel-tier beings.
He even wondered if there might be a similar gap between different levels of divinity.
As the thought flashed through his mind, his Perception suddenly detected an anomaly.
Chen Feng's alertness spiked. He immediately shifted his gaze from the sky to the palace interior.
The six angels were still slowly resurrecting under the golden light, but a new, distinct shadow had appeared near the central stone tablet.
Golden particles materialized from thin air, swirling together in a growing mass.
Chen Feng frowned slightly, his eyes wary as he activated both his Azure Armor and Steel Bone Talent simultaneously.
Then, in a blur of motion, the golden light coalesced into a human figure.
"Hello there," a weathered male voice echoed in his ears, causing Chen Feng's hair to stand on end and his hand to instinctively reach for his weapon.
This was the first time he had ever heard a human voice within the Dream Realm of Qinggang City.
And he was certain this was no mere illusionary realm like the ones he had encountered before.
"Heh, you probably know who I am by now, don't you?" the golden figure in the palace spoke again. Though its features remained indistinct, Chen Feng could sense a faint smile.
Narrowing his eyes, Chen Feng suppressed the urge to attack, letting the Crimson Gold Flames circulate defensively within him. He voiced the suspicion that had been growing in his mind for some time.
"Are you Wang Yu?"
The figure's sudden appearance was startling, but in truth, Chen Feng had long anticipated something like this and prepared accordingly.
The constant discovery of Wang Yu's diaries, the guidance they provided, and the resurrection of heroic spirits through what seemed like a Spirit Control Talent—each clue had fueled his growing suspicions.
Under his intense gaze, the golden figure replied, "You could say that."
The golden figure nodded in response, his voice surprisingly calm.
Standing opposite Chen Feng, one inside and the other outside, he stated plainly, "I am Wang Yu."
"Or, to be more precise, I am a part of him."
His voice echoed, a weathered male tone.
Chen Feng remained rooted to the spot, his expression wary, his mind racing with possibilities.
"A part?"
"Exactly."
"You could think of me as a projection of the power he left behind."
Oh?
Chen Feng frowned, taken aback.
Just a projection of his power, yet it's this formidable?
"You needn't be so guarded."
"My consciousness only retains fragments of his memories and can only act according to his instructions."
"At least logically, I won't harm you."
The golden figure, who identified himself as Wang Yu, spoke again, as if sensing Chen Feng's apprehension.
As he explained, he glanced toward the outside of the palace.
Blood-red lightning continued to crackle and roar with overwhelming force.
Yet the Heroic Spirit Hall forcefully blocked it, preventing even a single spark from reaching Chen Feng.
In that instant, Chen Feng understood the unspoken message.
He recalled his past encounters.
The Heroic Spirit Hall had repeatedly aided Chen Feng, repelling the Blood Moon's oppressive influence.
If it truly harbored hostility, it wouldn't have assisted him in this way.
"I know you have many questions," Wang Yu's voice echoed again, calm and patient. "Feel free to ask. I'll see if I can answer them for you."
Chen Feng remained silent for a moment, realizing that further delay was pointless. Seizing the opportunity, he voiced his deepest doubt.
"Since you're a projection of his consciousness," he began, "do you know whether Qinggang City is reality or a dream?"
He had always felt that Qinggang City's relationship with the High Wall Alliance was peculiar, not merely an independent space. The connections between reality, the Dream Realm, and the three great secret realm worlds often left him confused.
As if anticipating this question, Wang Yu didn't hesitate. With a serene smile, he replied, "The real world where the High Wall Alliance existed has already been destroyed. This place is the final seed of civilization."
"It's rooted in my Spirit Control Talent and fused with my spiritual world."
"If you need an explanation, you can think of it as a special Dream Realm."
"Oh?"
Chen Feng frowned slightly, not expecting this explanation.
This wasn't just a Dream Realm; it was Wang Yu's spiritual world?
No wonder.
Glancing at the golden figure, he understood why Wang Yu could leave behind projections of his consciousness and power.
It also explained why he had so easily found Wang Yu's diary, been guided step by step to uncover the secrets of the Black Tide, and ultimately activated the Heroic Spirit Hall.
"What do you know about the Ancient Taiduo Civilization?" Chen Feng asked, narrowing his eyes and suppressing his other thoughts to focus on the crucial question.
The ability to enter the three great secret realm worlds through a second Dream Incursion clearly stemmed from some treasure left behind by the Ancient Taiduo.
He sensed a subtle but undeniable connection between this and Wang Yu.
"I do know some things," Wang Yu replied with a smile. "It was through artifacts left by the Ancient Taiduo Civilization that I discovered how to preserve the Angel Fire Seed and merge the Spirit Light of civilization into my spiritual world, safeguarding our last hope."
Chen Feng's gaze flickered.
Was Wang Yu evading his core question?
Or was his memory of this aspect incomplete?
He considered pressing further to get a direct answer.
But then...
Boom!!
The crimson lightning above Qinggang City suddenly surged in power, pressing down on the golden barrier and nearly shattering it.
The entire world trembled violently, and even the stone statues within the Heroic Spirit Hall shuddered slightly.
Seeing this, the golden figure who called himself Wang Yu flickered, as if some force were being drawn from his body and channeled into the golden barrier.
Thud!!
A muffled explosion erupted, and golden light shot skyward.
The blinding radiance banished the darkness and repelled the lightning.
Chen Feng sensed an overwhelming, divine power emanating from it.
"The Evil God watches the star realm, seeking to destroy all."
"The Black Tide will never cease its advance."
Wang Yu spoke, his form growing increasingly ethereal as golden particles swirled around him.
"Transcendence through martial arts is the only path. Alas, I strayed from it long ago."
"I hope you succeed where I failed."
Hum!!
As his words faded, the golden figure completely dissolved into countless golden particles.
The Heroic Spirit Hall blazed with light, as if a golden crescent moon had risen to the heavens, forcefully repelling the crimson lightning.
Boom!!
The final thunderclap reverberated, splitting the world into halves: one golden, the other crimson.
This surreal spectacle persisted for several breaths before the blinding light gradually faded.
The world seemed to return to normal, and Qinggang City fell silent once more.
Chen Feng's gaze sharpened as he frowned. The Heroic Spirit Hall was fading again, as if retreating to its original dimension.
The massive temple doors slowly closed, obscuring the stone tablets and statues within.
Boom!!
At that precise moment, the pitch-black night curtain above violently shuddered.
A colossal shadow, over a hundred meters long, descended with the force of a sonic boom.
Looking up, Chen Feng saw a grotesquely mutated two-winged black dragon plummeting from the sky, its scales oozing a phosphorescent green liquid.
The dragon radiated a power comparable to a Lower-Ranking Angel, its overwhelming malice washing over the city like a tidal wave.
This spectacle served as a signal. Beyond the High Wall, the black mist surged relentlessly.
Within its depths, several angel creatures had completed their resurrection. Leading the black tide army, they followed the two-winged black dragon, howling as they charged into battle.
Roar!!
Shriek!!
Boom!!
A cacophony of roars filled the air as a titan giant over a hundred meters tall, its eyes pitch-black, stomped across the earth, unleashing a furious bellow.
The sonic wave swept through the air, penetrating over a kilometer.
The massive High Wall shattered with a deafening crash, and the ground of Qinggang City trembled once more.
A hundred-meter-long horned serpent charged relentlessly forward, while a headless angel flapped its wings in flight.
The vast black tide army converged from all directions, surrounding Qinggang City. They smashed buildings, collapsed the ground, and transformed everything into a desolate, black wasteland.
The most formidable creature, the two-winged black dragon, surged forward, its gaping maw gathering a black, destructive breath.
Boom!!
Like a bolt of Thunder Light, the black breath, several meters thick, erupted forth.
The air twisted and warped as skyscrapers evaporated in its path.
In that instant, as the devastating blast hurtled toward him, Chen Feng remained utterly calm, showing no intention of defending himself.
Because—
Crack, crack, crack, crack, crack!
The temperature plummeted, frost spreading across the ground.
The world seemed to plunge into a sudden, icy apocalypse. Within a kilometer radius of Chen Feng, frost visibly crept across every surface, inch by inch.
Cracks in the earth froze solid, and towering buildings were encased in silver frost.
The black breath, which had traveled over a kilometer, halted mid-air, stopping just a foot from Chen Feng.
Crack, crack, crack!
A cold voice echoed as invisible black energy rapidly condensed, encasing itself in a thick layer of frost and emitting icy shards.
The temperature in the Dream World plummeted again. Chen Feng ignored the hovering ice ruler before him and gazed in a specific direction.
"Truly, a repulsive aura."
As his voice reverberated, snowflakes began to fall from the sky, though no one knew when they had started.
Atop a nearby skyscraper, frost and snow coalesced, forming a human figure.
The figure wore a long black leather coat and had brown, parted hair.
His gaunt, middle-aged face was frozen in a cold expression, and he stood in black boots, surrounded by a cloud of frigid white vapor.
Crack, crack, crack, crack!
In an instant, with his arrival,
frost spread across the ground once more. Black Tide Creatures within a kilometer radius froze solid, transforming into ice sculptures.
Witnessing this, Chen Feng showed no surprise.
His gaze shifted again, scanning the other directions.
Five figures materialized in radiant, undying rainbow light, streaking across the sky with dazzling trails.
(End of the Chapter)
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