Chapter 1970: Strange Mirror

Mo Beichen's gaze remained cold and vacant, as if his body contained nothing but the glory of an Abyssal Knight.

Yet, from the perspective of someone from the current world, it was impossible to feel any pity for him.

At that moment, Yun Che asked the question he most wanted an answer to: "The force field of the Abyssal Passage is so terrifying that even Jie Yuan stopped halfway. What method did the Abyss use to send these people through the force field and into the God Realm of Absolute Beginning?"

Chi Wuyao briefly gathered her thoughts and said, "In essence, it's spatial penetration."

"Spatial penetration?" Yun Che immediately understood. "So that's how it is."

The Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor was a being beyond compare, a Devil Emperor above Devil Gods. If a force field could make even her wary, how could the True Gods of the Abyss possibly resist it?

Those sent from the Abyss to the God Realm of Absolute Beginning did not break through the force field; rather, they were teleported after penetrating space.

"Through the perception the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor left you, you should be well aware of the current state of the Abyssal Passage. Its current laws of existence are completely outside normal reasoning and cognition. That immensely powerful force field can easily distort and destroy any form of external interference."

"Penetrating the space of the Abyssal Passage would undoubtedly be extremely difficult."

Yun Che completely agreed with Chi Wuyao's words. The space of the Abyssal Passage was likely so formidable that even the Sky Poison Pearl, which still had some residual power when Jie Yuan returned, could not easily penetrate it. Otherwise, Jie Yuan, who possessed the Sky Poison Pearl at the time, would not have decisively turned back.

"Then what method did they use to successfully penetrate the Abyssal Passage's force field?" Yun Che asked, his brows furrowed in concentration.

Chi Wuyao slowly replied, "As I mentioned before, the origin of the Abyssal World began when the Abyssal Monarch used his immense power and a mysterious profound artifact to build the Abyss's first living land."

"That mysterious profound artifact was a spatial profound artifact."

"In those early days, the Abyssal Dust was too dense in the Abyss, and the maintenance of the living land relied heavily on that spatial profound artifact. This caused it to eventually deplete and overdraw its power through prolonged release."

"Fortunately, by then, the Abyssal Dust in many areas of the Abyss had significantly weakened, and the living land no longer needed to forcefully rely on the spatial profound artifact for its maintenance. The spatial profound artifact also fell into a long period of dormancy due to excessive consumption, only slowly recovering during the development and inheritance of the Abyssal World."

"So," Yun Che said, "they used the Abyssal Monarch's spatial profound artifact?"

"Exactly." Chi Wuyao nodded slightly. "For a very long time, the Abyssal Monarch has been attempting to use it to penetrate the Abyssal Passage. Each time the spatial profound artifact's power fully recovered, he would gather his own power and that of all the True Gods of the Abyss to forge a spatial channel, attempting to penetrate towards the God Realm of Absolute Beginning."

"That profoundly powerful and mysterious spatial profound artifact, combined with the power of all the True Gods of the Abyss, eventually did pierce through the Abyssal force field. However, that terrifying force field would also greatly distort the spatial channel."

"Therefore, they tried again and again, failed again and again, and adjusted again and again."

"The Abyssal force field is constant, so as long as they succeeded once, by following that channel's trajectory, every subsequent attempt could also succeed."

Yun Che's heart sank instantly.

"Every attempt would deplete the spatial profound artifact's power, and its recovery was extremely slow. Initially, it took several millennia to fully recover. But later, it seems the Abyssal Monarch found a method to restore its power, and its full recovery speed became increasingly faster."

"Now, it only takes fifty years to fully recover."

"In other words..." Chi Wuyao's gaze fixed on Yun Che's eyes. "Fifty years from now, the spatial channel from the Abyss to the God Realm of Absolute Beginning will open again. And at that time, those who descend will no longer be mere vanguards!"

"Fifty years..." Yun Che slowly clenched his hands, a faint smile on his face. "That's truly a chilling number."

"No."

Chi Wuyao's words plunged Yun Che's already chilling heart directly into an icy abyss. "Have you forgotten the Abyss's 'Time Black Tide'? And right now, the Abyss is in the 'rising tide' period of the Time Black Tide."

"The current rising tide period accelerates time tenfold. In other words, fifty years in the Abyss, translated to our world..."

"Is only five years!"

*Crack... crackle...*

Yun Che slowly stood up, a series of bone-popping sounds emanating from his fingers.

His expression was dark, seemingly bewildered, and he remained silent for a long time.

Fifty years is but a brief moment in the long river of history, and it's impossible for any significant changes to occur on any level.

The powerlessness and despair felt when facing Mo Beichen now would still be the same powerlessness and despair fifty years later.

And five years, for a world, is merely the blink of an eye...

Chi Wuyao also stood up, gently holding his arm. She said nothing, only watching him silently.

In the quiet space, Yun Che's chaotic and frantic heartbeat echoed.

After a long time, Yun Che's lips finally parted slowly. "The thin chaotic energy dictates the upper limit of this world. Even five thousand or fifty thousand years wouldn't bring about any qualitative change. What difference do fifty years or five years make?"

His tone was calm, and by the end, his emotions had also settled.

It seemed a decision had to be made immediately.

Turning his gaze, Yun Che continued to ask, "What exactly is the Abyssal Monarch's spatial profound artifact?"

"I don't know." Chi Wuyao shook her head. "However, as the vanguard this time, Mo Beichen seemed to glimpse a vague outline when he was sent into the Abyssal Passage."

"It seemed to be an oddly shaped mirror."

A mirror...

As her words fell, Chi Wuyao's vision suddenly blurred, and a sharp pain erupted in her soul sea.

She let out a low groan, instinctively reaching to touch her forehead.

"What?!" Yun Che quickly reached out and grasped her delicate wrist. "What's wrong?"

"..." Chi Wuyao slowly lowered her arm, her devilish eyes rippling faintly, muttering somewhat distractedly, "Mirror... mirror..."

Yun Che whispered, "What did you think of?"

Chi Wuyao closed her eyes, and after a while, slowly opened them again. "My Nirvana Devil Soul suddenly had an abnormal and extremely violent reaction."

"Spatial profound artifact... mirror..." she murmured. "There must be a related imprint within the Nirvana Devil Soul... Ugh!"

A look of pain reappeared on Chi Wuyao's face.

The Nirvana Devil Soul she carried was only a tiny wisp, and the ancient memories within it were extremely fragmented and blurry.

For such a fragmented Nirvana Devil Soul to have such a violent reaction, this mirror-shaped spatial profound artifact was clearly something extremely important in the Nirvana Devil Emperor's memories.

She desperately tried to recall, but apart from the severe pain in her devil soul, she couldn't conjure any concrete images in her memory.

"That's enough, don't think about it anymore." Yun Che said softly. "Your devil soul, wounded by Mo Beichen, hasn't fully recovered; it's not good to exert it."

"Alright." Chi Wuyao didn't insist. "I'll first inform you of the general structure of the Abyssal World."

"Not yet." Yun Che said. "You should rest properly for a while. You can tell me when your devil soul has fully recovered."

"The more I know, the harder it will be for my mind to settle." His gaze shifted towards outside the hall. "During this time, I'll go do some things I must do, and also... think clearly about every step I need to take next."

The air was thin and cold, swirling with faint unease and chaos.

Yun Che gazed into the distance at the world beneath his feet, but he didn't want to think about the turmoil it was currently plunged into.

He extended his palm, staring blankly at the blood-red patterns within it. In these days of quiet, his injuries had greatly improved, yet his body was still covered in frightening scars.

Every time he thought his life could finally settle into peace and tranquility, a greater catastrophe would always descend upon him.

Perhaps, this was his fated life.

"Father..."

Yun Wuxin walked over lightly, looking at him with concern.

Yun Che didn't turn around, his voice light and airy. "Wuxin, I want to go for a walk. Will you come with me?"

"Okay." Yun Wuxin nodded obediently. "Father, where do you want to go?"

"..." After a long silence, Yun Che finally spoke, "To Shujiao."

Passing through the spatial profound formation, Yun Che and Yun Wuxin arrived in the Azure Cloud Realm.

With the Azure Cloud Divine Pearl eternally annihilated, the Ten Directions Azure Cloud Realm, now without a future, was enveloped in an incredibly dim and somber atmosphere.

As far as the eye could see, even the Azure Cloud Guards scattered everywhere seemed to have had their souls extracted, their eyes showing deep hollowness.

Sensing his aura, Cang Shujiao quickly moved to his side, accompanied by Ruiyi, who was always by her side.

"Husband, your injuries haven't healed. If you needed something, you only had to summon Shujiao. How could you come in person?"

Her beautiful eyes anxiously swept over Yun Che, and only after confirming his aura was stable did she finally relax.

"Aunt Shujiao, don't worry. My father's strongest ability is his recovery," Yun Wuxin said with a comforting smile.

Although she tried her best to conceal it, Yun Che still saw at a glance the profound sorrow and lament filling Cang Shujiao's soul.

"Shujiao," he whispered, "where is your brother buried?"

Her watery eyes stilled, then Cang Shujiao gently shook her head. "Before his death, my brother said more than once that if he were to be confined to one place after passing, it would be extremely tedious. He preferred to scatter into the vast sea, freely wandering the world with the currents."

"Therefore, my brother was not interred in a tomb. His remains now wander freely through the Primordial World. His possessions, as he wished in life, have also gone with the vast sea."

Yun Che's lips twitched slightly.

Cang Shujiao continued, "Before his demise, my brother left a wisp of soul message for me and all the Sea Gods, stating that he was ultimately an unforgivable sinner of the Azure Cloud lineage, and thus, he had no face... nor any need for a memorial tablet in Azure Cloud."

Cang Shujiao slightly lowered her gaze, doing her utmost to suppress the surging tears. "Everything is as my brother wished."

As the former Heaven Eruption Divine Emperor, he left no remains, entered no tomb, and had no memorial tablet.

How sorrowful, yet how free and unconstrained.

Yun Che was briefly stunned, then smiled faintly. "Just as expected of him."

Cang Shujiao said, "Husband, if you wish to visit my brother... merely having that thought is already an immense blessing and grace for him."

"No," Yun Che sighed softly, "it is this world that is fortunate to have had Cang Shitian. Without him, how could I be standing here alive?"

"..." Cang Shujiao slowly closed her eyes. "Hearing these words from you, Husband, my brother... can die without regret."

Yun Che shook his head. "How could he truly care about others' evaluations? Similarly, how could he care about offerings made according to worldly customs?"

Cang Shujiao looked into Yun Che's eyes and whispered, "Husband, your eyes are telling Shujiao that you've made a very important decision."

"Mm." Yun Che met her beautiful eyes, which held boundless tenderness. "I've decided to go to a place... a place I must go."

"..." Yun Wuxin looked up, a puzzled expression on her face.

Cang Shujiao's lips parted slightly, emitting a soft, dreamlike murmur. "The Abys...s?"

"Ah!?" Yun Wuxin gasped softly, her small hand suddenly gripping her father's sleeve.

"Mm." Yun Che nodded, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Indeed, with your intelligence, nothing I think or feel can escape your perception."