Adam's gaze became increasingly profound. As he looked at the woman standing within the holy radiance, he thought quietly.
'Years ago, I used our connection to interfere with your martial soul awakening.'
'Instead of allowing you to naturally walk the Sun Pathway, I guided you toward the Visionary Pathway.'
At the time, he had done this so as to make the future parasitism to be more successful. But....
Adam smiled faintly.
'As the virtual persona of Adam, there was once a time when I was selfish enough to consider completely taking over.'
'But if your gamble is correct...'
His eyes reflected Qian Renxue's figure.
'Then it truly means you have carved out a path different from all Beyonders.'
Meanwhile—
Qian Renxue completed her attack.
The holy radiance condensed and the blazing light compressed before it erupted.
"Seventh Style: Sunset Farewell."
A concentrated beam of incandescent light fused with searing flames erupted from her sword.
The attack resembled the final sun sinking beneath the horizon.
The beam crossed the Undead Demiplane.
Where it passed, space itself appeared to melt.
Golden flames danced upon the edges of reality as the attack radiated a strange warmth.
The warmth was the power of Hope.
Qian Renxue had fused the Uniqueness of Hope into her Angel Sword. Thus, the sword no longer represented mere destruction but also salvation, the final light that people sought in the darkest moments.
Adam watched the descending sword and chuckled.
"I wonder..."
His smile deepened slightly.
"...whether your enemies will feel the power of salvation before being cut apart by you."
The contradiction amused him greatly.
A sword capable of killing gods, yet carrying the concept of hope.
Moments later, the surrounding space distorted.
One after another, four divine artifacts emerged from the void surrounding Qian Renxue.
A book, a trident, a scythe and a quill.
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These four were divine artifacts.
The first was the unnamed book, forged from the shattered remains of the Mountain Dragon King's spear.
The second was Poseidon's Trident. Ocean-blue divine patterns flowed across its surface like living tides. It was stolen by Qian Renxue from Tang san's hand not long ago.
The third was the Rakshasa Scythe. Purple-black divine energy lingered around its blade, carrying corruption, death, and countless sins accumulated throughout the ages.
The fourth was the Dreamer's Scriptwriter. The quill floated silently beside Qian Renxue, radiating an elusive authority over dreams and fate itself.
The fifth artifact was already in Qian Renxue's hand, the Angel Sword.
Golden divine flames burned along its blade. Light, hope, faith, and judgment intertwined together, making it appear like the incarnation of a miniature sun.
Five divine artifacts surrounded her.
The entire Undead Demiplane began trembling violently.
Crack!
Crack!
Dark fissures spread through the plane due to Qian renxue's previous attack
The plane which was an energy entity unlike a normal plane was itself was resisting. A moment later, the Undead Demiplane finally released its core.
A sphere of pale-gray light emerged from the deepest part of the collapsing world. This was the true core of the Undead Demiplane.
Qian Renxue turned around and looked toward Adam.
"Are you not going to stop me?"
The five artifacts revolved around her slowly.
"This may be your last chance."
Adam remained standing quietly amidst the collapsing world.
He calmly placed a hand over his chest and gave a slight bow.
"At first, I thought your thought process and plans were very similar to the younger me."
His golden eyes reflected Qian Renxue's figure.
"Too much like the past me."
"Cautious. Calculating. Always preparing several steps ahead."
The collapsing world illuminated his face.
"But today I realized something."
His smile widened slightly.
"The calm-looking girl was actually the more reckless one."
"The one willing to gamble everything."
Adam looked at the five divine artifacts surrounding her.
"Fighting you now is meaningless."
"It would accomplish nothing except mutual destruction."
He shook his head.
"So why should I stop you?"
His eyes carried a rare trace of anticipation.
"Go ahead and attempt your mad plan."
"If you succeed, I will gladly leave your teacher's body."
His smile became deeper.
"But if you fail..."
"...then I shall live a little longer and watch the destruction that follows."
Qian Renxue stared at him silently as neither spoke further.
One was a monster who had lived through countless ages. The other was a girl who had walked through forty thousand years of despair.
For a brief moment, both seemed to understand each other.
Then—Qian Renxue moved.
Boom!
Golden light erupted.
Her figure transformed into a stream of radiant brilliance as she shot directly toward the core of the Undead Demiplane.
Behind her, the five divine artifacts followed like loyal stars orbiting a sun.
Adam simply watched, his expression remained calm.
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At the center of the Undead Realm's core, gray death energy filled every direction.
The gigantic sphere of plane origin floated before her, its pulsations resembled the heartbeat of a living world.
Qian Renxue landed lightly before it, her golden hair fluttered softly.
For the first time in a long while, a smile appeared on her face.
There was excitement even a hint of madness because her next move will be nothing short of a gamble.
As the one who has been in connection with the River of Memories, Qian Renxue knows the impending crisis.
This period where the faith of the Angel Goddess is at it's peak will be the 2nd best chance for her to try out this gamble.
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(AN: Can anyone guess why were the 5 artefacts gathered)