Chapter 2107: The Shadow of the Distant Ancient Time

Although Yun Che couldn't clearly see Lishuo's expression, he distinctly sensed her confusion.

“It’s nothing, just a casual remark.” Yun Che immediately composed himself, looking serious, then suddenly sighed with emotion, “You’re unlucky to have fallen into my hands. The dignified Life Creation God, the most compassionate and sacred being in all of existence, forced to accompany me in committing evil in this Abyssal World.”

“If you were to recover all your past knowledge and memories, I fear you would wish to turn me into a puff of light with your Creation God power.”

Lishuo’s hand paused slightly as she softly said, “I can vaguely recall some old acquaintances, but I alone cannot remember my former self. As for who I am now… the emotions I feel, the perceptions I gain, and the world I’ve shaped are all derived from you.”

“I was lonely for a long time, so I fear solitude. Your appearance freed me from what felt like endless loneliness, and so, I can feel that my soul is close to and grateful for you. And you, ever since coming to this world, your soul’s sense of emptiness has grown day by day…”

“Stop, stop, no need to say more.” Yun Che quickly cut her off. “I am now the Mist Emperor, shaking the entire Abyss, how magnificent and awe-inspiring! I only have this tiny bit of spiritual emptiness, and yet you still have to point it out.”

“…” The radiant profound light remained infinitely gentle. Lishuo seemed to ponder for a long while before softly saying, “I will learn to adjust.”

“Hmm…” Yun Che raised his gaze, a little surprised, then suddenly smiled faintly. The sense of loneliness, which Lishuo couldn't escape sensing, seemed to inexplicably lift somewhat. “I guess… from ancient times until now, no one has ever seen a Creation God as obedient as I have.”

Lishuo remained silent.

Just then, Yun Che’s eyes narrowed, and he abruptly sat up.

“This time’s ‘prey’ has finally arrived.”

***

Northern Divine Region, Yama Realm, Eternal Darkness Bone Sea.

Here, black mist coiled, and even though all the Eternal Darkness Devil Crystals had long been removed by Yun Che, the intensity of the dark aura here remained the strongest in the world.

Chī Wúyāo had been here for several hours, without any Devil Maiden accompanying her. Before her lay the black stone stele that had rarely left her side recently.

*Rip!*

The barrier was brutally torn apart, and a section of ankle, white as snow, entered Chī Wúyāo’s sight. She looked up, saying with a hint of helplessness, “Why aren’t you being your Brahma Heaven God Emperor? What are you doing running over here to me again?”

Qianye Ying’er was about to speak when Chī Wúyāo interrupted her, “No need to ask. There’s no news about him. And you should know, he has no way to send messages back.”

“But…” Qianye Ying’er still wasn’t giving up. “Didn’t you say you gave him a portion of the Nirvana Devil Soul? It’s a Devil Emperor’s soul, maybe…”

“I’m afraid not,” Chī Wúyāo quite cruelly shattered Qianye Ying’er’s rather pathetic fantasy.

With her hopes dashed, Qianye Ying’er’s aura instantly became much gloomier and more irritable. She glanced at the stone stele in front of Chī Wúyāo, saying exasperatedly, “You specially came to the Eternal Darkness Bone Sea just for this broken stone stele? It’s been so long, if it truly hid some secret, you would have discovered it by now.”

Chī Wúyāo, however, gently shook her head. “Although my Nirvana Devil Soul cannot sense it, I can always perceive that something is hidden within it. During this time, I’ve used dozens of methods and tried numerous environments, yet still found nothing.”

Qianye Ying’er crossed her arms and casually remarked, “Even though it was found where you obtained the Nirvana Devil Soul, it doesn’t mean it’s necessarily related to the Nirvana Devil Race. If you truly can’t let it go, why don’t you… try to shatter it?”

“If it works, great; if not, you won’t have to fret over it anymore. It settles everything.”

“Just as I thought, it wouldn’t be a good suggestion,” Chī Wúyāo said with a faint smile. “It’s indeed highly probable that it’s not a Nirvana Devil Race artifact, and the words ‘Pán Xiāo Dié’ on it are also proof. What I can’t let go of is why a stone stele, which likely doesn’t belong to the Nirvana Devil Race, would be found where the Nirvana Devil Soul remained, and why it’s preserved so perfectly?”

As she spoke, she suddenly looked up, and a pair of demonic eyes, fixed on Qianye Ying’er, suddenly glowed with an unusual light.

Qianye Ying’er responded with a questioning sound.

“Qianying,” Chī Wúyāo extended her hand, her fingertips touching Qianye Ying’er’s snow-white finger, “Lend me your blood for a moment!”

Qianye Ying’er was doubtful but did not resist.

A drop of blood blossomed on her fingertip, then was lightly sprinkled by Chī Wúyāo onto the dark stone stele.

Qianye Ying’er’s earlier words had suddenly reminded her that Qianye Ying’er possessed the Devil Emperor’s blood that Yun Che had given her years ago.

The Jie Tian Devil Emperor possessed the purest dark profound energy among the four Devil Emperors. Her devil blood could accommodate any dark profound energy in the world, and the Calamity Devil Scourge of Heaven, unleashed with Jie Tian Devil Blood, could amplify all other dark powers… including those of the Three Devil Emperors.

Perhaps Jie Tian Devil Blood could awaken what the Nirvana Devil Soul could not…

The moment the blood drop touched the stone slab, it suddenly glowed with a thick layer of dark light.

“It worked!” Chī Wúyāo, who hadn’t held much hope, let out a soft exclamation. Qianye Ying’er’s lips parted slightly, clearly very surprised.

The dark glow swirled around the stone slab. After a long while, something seemed to dissipate on the slab, and then profound light projected, revealing an exceptionally clear ancient scene.

“A projection!?” Chī Wúyāo and Qianye Ying’er exchanged glances, seeing surprise and solemnity in each other’s eyes.

Within the projection was a dark place, and even through the immeasurable distance of ancient times, one could still feel a soul-oppressing demonic might.

A black-robed woman appeared in the projection. Although her full face could not be seen, merely her posture and the naturally exuding noble aura left no doubt that she possessed an incomparable charm.

Then, a man’s figure appeared in the projection. He wore a blue robe, his hair like the dark night, his eyes like an abyss, and his appearance was exceptionally sinister and charming. When he looked up, the gaze reflected was one of arrogance, as if even heaven and earth were insignificant. But upon meeting the black-robed woman’s eyes, it instantly transformed into a tranquil, deep pool.

The black-robed woman stopped, then knelt heavily to the ground.

The blue-robed man’s expression froze, and then his boundless nobility and arrogance transformed into flustered alarm: “Xiāo Dié, you… what are you doing?”

“Brother Nie, please… please help me,” the woman spoke, each word laced with sobs.

The blue-robed man quickly moved forward, wanting to help her up, but the woman remained kneeling. He became even more flustered, saying, “You… don’t cry. What happened? Whatever it is, I will help you. Please get up quickly.”

Yet, the woman would not rise, for she knew how selfish and unreasonable her request was: “Punishing Heaven God Emperor… he wants to kill Brother Mo Su!”

Upon hearing the name “Mo Su,” the blue-robed man’s pupils trembled for an instant.

“Punishing Heaven God Emperor intends to personally cast Brother Mo Su into the Abyssal Void… He has already announced this to the entire God Race with a divine decree. Punishing Heaven God Emperor is extremely stubborn and never goes back on his word, let alone a divine decree proclaimed to the world.”

“Just now, Punishing Heaven God Emperor already took Brother Mo Su to the Abyssal Void! He will die… he really will die…”

The woman’s voice carried a bone-chilling pain.

The blue-robed man’s eyes lost their luster, and he said powerlessly, “That is a matter for the God Race. Moreover, Punishing Heaven God Emperor is incredibly powerful; if he intends to execute his own son, no one can save him. And for us Devil Race…”

He wanted to say that Mo Su was the strongest young God of the God Race, and if Mo Su died, it would only benefit the Devil Race, which was incompatible with the God Race… but facing the woman, whose heart was in despair and who was in such pain, he couldn’t bring himself to say it.

“No, there is a way to save him!”

The woman, still kneeling, crawled forward and desperately clutched the blue-robed man’s robe. “Brother Nie, please lend me the ‘Nirvana Devil Reincarnation Orb’ temporarily. The Pán Míng Shattered Void Mirror is with me. With the Devil Orb to forcefully halt the flow of time, and the Mirror to pierce through space, even from Punishing Heaven God Emperor’s grasp, I can certainly rescue Brother Mo Su.”

The blue-robed man swayed, exclaiming in shock, “Xiāo Dié, you… are you crazy?! Do you know what you’re saying?!”

“That is Punishing Heaven God Emperor, the strongest and most intolerant Creation God of the God Race toward us Devil Race! Do you know what the consequences would be if you failed?! If the Mirror and the Devil Orb were to fall into the God Race’s hands, the consequences would be unimaginable, and you would become an eternal sinner to the Devil Race… merely for the sake of a measly God Race son!”

“I… am indeed crazy… but… but…”

*Drip…*

*Drip, drip…*

The sound of falling tears, though separated by such a long passage of time, was still clear enough to break one’s heart: “He is my Mo Su… I cannot… I cannot watch him die… I cannot…”

The blue-robed man’s gaze became dazed… The Pán Xiāo Dié he knew and loved possessed a firmness and arrogance that surpassed all Devil Race men, and her temperament was even as fiery as demonic flames.

Now, for a God Race man, she knelt before him, weeping so bitterly.

“You should… ask your father…” The blue-robed man’s voice also gradually became pained.

The black-robed woman shook her head. “My father would not tolerate it… he would never agree… he even wanted to imprison me. If not for the Mirror on my person, allowing me to forcefully escape, I would have been completely without hope…”

“Since you know he won’t be tolerated, even if you save him, what future… could you two possibly have?”

The black-robed woman murmured, “He and I made a promise: if heaven and earth could tolerate us, we would work together to break through any shackles, any trials. If heaven and earth ultimately could not tolerate us… we would flee this realm and seek, and build, a paradise that belongs only to us.”

The blue-robed man’s body swayed.

“I will… bring him back to the Devil Race. If my father will not tolerate him, if the Devil Race will not tolerate him, I will… cripple his divine power, make him no threat to the Devil Race forever, and protect him by my side always.”

“If still intolerable… we will scatter all our power and go to a distant lower realm, to find a paradise where no one can find us.”

The blue-robed man slowly closed his eyes, his expression a mix of pain and struggle.

“The Nirvana Devil Reincarnation Orb is not only the most powerful time devil artifact of my Nirvana Devil Race, but also the clan-founding devil artifact of our entire Devil Race. There must be no mishaps whatsoever… I cannot give it to you.”

“Brother Nie…”

“Don’t say another word.” The blue-robed man abruptly turned, a fierce sound escaping through his teeth. “Absolutely impossible!”

Although only the black-robed woman’s back could be seen, her instantaneous, plummeting aura made Chī Wúyāo and Qianye Ying’er feel as if they saw her eyes suddenly lose all their color.

She knelt silently for a long time. Finally, she slowly rose, uttering a weak whisper, “I’m sorry, Brother Nie. It was I… who made too selfish a request… In the future, please be sure to protect yourself, and never repeat my mistakes.”

With these words, she sharply turned… but was pulled back by an arm gripping her tightly.

“What are you doing?” The blue-robed man’s gaze was almost ferocious. “Are you going to save him with just the Mirror?”

The black-robed woman’s voice was soft, yet each word was firm: “My life is his life; his death is my death.”

“…” The blue-robed man turned his head away, and after a good while, the intense pain in his eyes faded as he said in a deep voice, “I only said I couldn’t give you the Devil Orb, but I didn’t say I wouldn’t help you.”

He raised his hand, and a Devil Orb swirling with strange black light appeared in his palm. “You are not from my Nirvana Devil Race; you can only barely control the Devil Orb, far from as well as I can. So, I will go with you.”

The black-robed woman looked back, staring blankly at the blue-robed man, then gently closed her eyes. “Thank you, Brother Nie. Your kindness to me, in this life and forever, I can never repay.”

The tearful whisper reached his ears, but the blue-robed man’s face suddenly changed… because he found that he could no longer move his entire body, nor could he release profound energy.

This was… spatial confinement from the Pán Míng Shattered Void Mirror!

“Xiāo Dié, you… what are you doing!”

The black-robed woman reached out and took the black-mist-shrouded Devil Orb from the blue-robed man’s hand.

“Xiāo Dié… Xiāo Dié! Don’t do anything foolish!” The blue-robed man’s pupils widened, his voice filled with endless terror. “Let me go quickly! I’ve already agreed to go with you… Let me go!”

The black-robed woman slowly retreated, her voice mournful. “I know what I’m doing, but no matter what… I cannot watch him be buried in the Abyssal Void… This is our sin; I cannot involve you.”

She turned her face towards the direction of the projection: “This projection stone has already recorded everything that just happened. Whether I succeed or fail, it can prove that I took the Devil Orb from your hands, and it has nothing to do with you.”

“Brother Nie, I’ll be back soon… then, with Brother Mo Su, we will seek your forgiveness and accept your punishment.”

With a flick of her black sleeve, space was silently cut open. She stepped into it, her figure instantly vanished, and the spatial rift silently disappeared as if it had never existed.

“Xiāo Dié! Xiāo Dié! Someone, quickly… Father King… Elder Nie Yuan… Xiāo Dié is in danger… Someone, quickly… Go to the Beginning God Realm to save Xiāo Dié!”

“Ah—!!”

At the end of the projection, there was the Nirvana Crown Prince’s desperate shriek.

The projection vanished.

Chī Wúyāo’s and Qianye Ying’er’s reactions, however, were vastly different.

“One infatuated person and another infatuated person?” Qianye Ying’er seemingly scoffed, pursing her lips. “This, preserved completely from the ancient era, is just a… hmm?”

She noticed Chī Wúyāo’s unusual demeanor and sharply frowned. “Devil Queen, have you discovered something?”

Chī Wúyāo sighed faintly, her voice heavy. “The Mirror… the Orb… my initial guesses have all come true.”

She felt a touch of emotion, wondering what kind of feelings the Nirvana Crown Prince held when he sealed this projection into the stone stele…

“Come true… what does that mean?” Qianye Ying’er’s mood also grew solemn.

“It means…” Chī Wúyāo extended a finger, gently tracing the words “Pán Xiāo Dié” on the dark stone slab. “His opponent was the son of a Creation God.”

“And, the son of a Creation God holding two of the strongest Devil Artifacts.”

“…” Qianye Ying’er’s beautiful eyes slowly widened in horror, unable to speak for a long time.