The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 1317 - 565: Master (End of Divine Wood Universe)

Chapter 1317: Chapter 565: Master (End of Divine Wood Universe)

Wang Ku felt as though he was hallucinating from reading the book too intently.

How could his own name appear in the book, and even the events occurring in his dreams being recorded?

It was a bit horrifying and eerie.

He furrowed his brows, feeling an ominous premonition.

He continued reading.

"Under the cover of Black Sky, nothing but the Fourth Level of Sun God could withstand."

"Although Qi Yuan had entered the ’pseudo-Fourth Level of Sun God,’ he wasn’t truly at the Fourth Level yet."

"In the first hundred million years, he lost his eyes and could no longer see any matter in time."

"Over hundreds of millions of years, he lost his ears, eyebrows, and nose; he could no longer hear the wind or smell the fragrance of flowers and herbs."

"In the last hundred million years, he lost his mouth, and the things he was losing kept increasing."

"Someday, he would lose everything: his body, his consciousness, his True Spirit, stepping into the Fourth Level of Sun God to become another Black Sky."

Wang Ku looked at these words with an inexplicable expression.

"So, you have to go see the female lead!" he really wanted to tell the male lead.

But the male lead of today lacked even the ability to hear; would shouting make any difference?

At nightfall, Wang Ku once again drifted into dreamland, where he saw that injured figure once more.

That figure, thin and with shattered features, stood alone against the terrifying black bubbles in the sky.

This scene had continued for who knows how many hundred million years.

"Hey, go see the female lead!" Wang Ku shouted with all his might.

Yet, the figure stood unmoved, as if it had not heard his voice at all.

"It’s over, he has no hearing, no sight... how am I to tell him... to see the female lead?" Wang Ku felt anxious, worrying about the male lead in the book.

...

In the endless expanses of time and space, Qi Yuan’s body fragmented, his features dissolving; now, his body was almost gone, with only a wisp of True Spirit still preserving his consciousness.

"Black Sky... unbeatable."

"Nothing but the Fourth Level of Sun God can withstand."

"Am I finally about to lose?"

Out of so many challenges, this was the first time Qi Yuan felt a sense of helplessness.

Do As One Pleases, Great Oblivion Heart Sutra, and Absolute Adaptation were already strong enough.,

But they could never let him surpass from the Third Level to the Fourth Level of Sun God.

Currently, he barely qualified as "pseudo-Fourth Level"; hence, he could only struggle against Black Sky.

However, under Black Sky, his consciousness and body... kept dissolving.

"Step into the Fourth Level of Sun God?"

Qi Yuan fell silent.

Stepping into the Fourth Level of Sun God, he could truly withstand Black Sky, maybe even swallow it up.

But given his strength, beyond the Fourth Level of Sun God, he would become a monster even more terrifying than Black Sky.

Now, he had realized that the so-called Fourth Level of Sun God meant abandoning everything for the pursuit of power, retaining only the most primal traits.

This abandonment included the True Spirit.

That meant, once he stepped into the Fourth Level of Sun God, he would truly cease to exist, Qi Yuan would disappear from this world.

He was not willing to accept such an end.

"Is there really no way to break free?"

"Where is the hope for life?"

Qi Yuan’s consciousness became foggy.

Facing the terrifying Black Sky, he didn’t know how much longer he could resist.

Continuing this way, his True Spirit would eventually erode away; it was just a matter of time.

When suddenly, Qi Yuan paused; it seemed as though he saw countless Essence Blood descending from the sky.

"Is this... my blood?"

He remembered that before the game had even loaded, when the game was almost crashing, he had saved it with his blood.

"What time am I in... my blood is falling... will I come again?"

"No, in any timeline, there is only the original self."

Through endless eons, Qi Yuan’s consciousness was blurry, only a wisp of True Spirit still kept him lucid.

What he saw, no more light.

What he smelled, no more exotic fragrances.

What he heard, no more thunder.

At this rate, the True Spirit would ultimately erode.

Either fall or step into the Fourth Level of Sun God.

He already knew he could skip the Fourth Level and proceed to the Fifth Level of Sun God; therefore, he was unwilling to step into the Fourth Level.

"Fortunately, I can use my blood to observe the world, and manage to maintain a bit of activity in the True Spirit."

Qi Yuan found it very Profound.

The past affects the present.

The future affects the past.

However, he couldn’t think too much; thinking too much would grow his brain again, and it was tiring.

In different times and spaces, he continued to resist Black Sky, his features dissolving. Fortunately, his blood, transformed into humans, replaced him in constantly touching this world, hearing the sound of the wind, enjoying the rain.

"It’s just... a cycle."

Qi Yuan sighed leisurely.

He knew these days wouldn’t last long.

When the time comes in the future, all his blood would return to his original self.

Then, his blood would no longer substitute him in sensing the world.

His True Spirit... would also truly perish.

"Very tiring, I hope some wealthy woman will see my stubbornness and strength."

Qi Yuan sighed.

He had already sensed that Shen Lin was besieged and fell.

He also sensed that Qi Yuan, who had reverted to mortality after failing to overcome the Ancestral God, sat alone in the Kuijin Realm.

"So... did I lose?"

The only wisp of True Spirit kept eroding.

As powerful as Qi Yuan, with Great Oblivion Heart Sutra and Do As One Pleases, neither could stop the erosion of True Spirit.

At this moment, Qi Yuan thought of many people.

He thought of Jin Li, thought of Goldfinch, thought of Ningtuo, thought also of Junior Sister Jiang Lingsu, and remembered his wife of this life Shen Lingxuan.

"Indeed, I am merely a mortal. In the last moments of life, I also resort to the tactic of memories."

Like a flickering candle flame, the True Spirit trembled, ready to extinguish at any moment.