âYoung man, can you hear my call?â
Still sprawled on the floor, overcome with unwillingness, Yang Jianâs heart trembled as a voice suddenly called out from deep within his consciousness.
âWho said that?â
âYou can hear my call! Thatâs wonderful.â
That faint calling reappeared within his consciousness, but this time it seemed nearer than before.
âWho are you?â Yang Jian asked. He sensed the joy in the other partyâs tone. âHurry up and tell me your name. Donât you dare haunt my sea of consciousness. I, Yang Jian, am the number one War God of the Heavenly Court. If I catch you, it wonât end well for you.â
He was so fixated on trying to figure out where the call was coming from, he didnât even notice that the weight bearing down on his body had vanished.
âYoung manâŠ..â
âAre you trying to impress me?â Yang Jian interrupted the voice in exasperation. âWhoâs a âyoung man?â Iâve been famous for thousands of years. Quit it with all this âyoung man,â âyoung manâ nonsense, and quit haunting my consciousness. Hurry and get the hell out.â
Time passed, and the voice no longer appeared. Shortly after, Yang Jian found himself in heart-rending agony as the burden of the immense, unrelenting weight bore down on him.
âImbecile,â Gu Zichen, who was watching from within Ye Zichenâs consciousness, couldnât help but berate him.
âWhatâs going on?â Ye Zichen noticed that Yang Jianâs pain had subsided earlier, but then before long, it suddenly reappeared. He was deeply concerned on his friendâs behalf.
âHmph, just now, he was about to succeed, but he stubbornly threw the opportunity away,â chided Gu ZIchen in frustration.
Then he raised his eyebrows and said, âdo I really need to answer your questions?â
âQuit acting like a child,â said ye Zichen, rolling his eyes at him. âYou said Yang Jian threw an opportunity away. Did you mean his opportunity to become a god? â
Acting like a child?
Hearing this, Gu Zichenâs expression shifted violently. Over and over again, he reminded himself to control his temper.
Finally, he got his emotions back under control and said, âthatâs right, this is the path he must take to become a god.â
âSo, does he still have a chance? If not, hurry up and dispel the weight on him,â said Ye Zichen worriedly.
Gu Zichen glanced at him. âThereâs no need for you to tell me that. As for whether he still has a chance or not, that depends on him.â
Bang.
Yang Jianâs body was veiled in a bloody mist. His blood vessels had burst under the overwhelming pressure.
All the immortals present were visibly anxious. Normally, burst blood vessels didnât mean much of anything to them.
However, that was under the condition that they had an immortalâs power.
Now that their strength was sealed, they were no different from ordinary mortals. Under these conditions, burst blood vessels could easily cause fatal damage.
âWho has healing medicine on hand?â shouted the Flame Emperor. The immortals all looked through their belongings, butâŠ
No one had any.
Theyâd grown accustomed to keeping everything in the spatial artifacts until they needed it. Then, theyâd simply open their artifacts and take out whatever they needed.
Who would go out of their way to carry medicine on their person?
âThisâŠâ
They were restless as ants on a hot pan. Meanwhile, Yang Jian, who was bearing the brunt of it all, felt his vision blur and his awareness fade.
Yang Jian was on the verge of death, desperate to cling to any hope of survival
He suddenly recalled the one whoâd called out to him earlier. He berated them and they vanished from his consciousness, but the instant his pain returned, he realizedâŠ..
Heâd missed a great opportunity. It had been placed right in front of him, but he hadnât appreciated it until heâd lost it. Now he deeply regretted it.
If the chance reappeared, he absolutely wouldnâtâŠ. Give up on it again!
If only it would come back. Then everything would be much better.
âYoung manâŠâŠ.â
Just as his consciousness began to fade, that faintly discernible call reappeared. Yang Jian didnât hesitate; he used all his remaining awareness to shout into his sea of consciousness
âSenior, save me!â
âThen.⊠Come on in.â
Woosh.
Just as the immortals started panicking, a sudden commotion swept through the pure-white sky.
The immortals on the platform instinctively moved to protect Yang Jian, but before they get close to him, they felt a force mercilessly push them away.
The image of a six-pointed star appeared on his back. It was blue and dazzlingly bright.
Whirr.
The star whirred and rotated like a gear, then split in two. Each of the two new stars rotated rapidly in opposite directions.
UntilâŠ.
There was a loud boom.
Eye-catching light burst forth from the star-marks. The immortals all covered their eyes, not daring to confront it head-on. As the light exploded outward, the two stars once more merged into one, then sunk into Yang Jianâs body.
Yang Jianâs spiritual body stood within his sea of consciousness. As he stepped into the pitch-black void, he saw nothing but an endless starry sky.
He didnât know why, but as he gazed into the stars, he could vaguely discern the presence of the Laws.
He soon found himself enchanted by the sea of stars, staring at them as if heâd gone mad.
As he immersed himself in the marvels of the starry sky, a call startled him awake.
âYoung man.â
It was the same voice that had called out to him earlier. He didnât dare neglect the voice, so he opened his eyes to search for its origin.
The Milky Way was still the Milky Way, the void was still the void. He didnât see a single trace of that senior.
âSenior,â said Yang Jian with a polite bow. If anyone on the outside had seen this, their eyes would have jumped right out of their heads. Yang Jian had never been this polite to anyone.
He repeatedly examined his surroundings, then asked, âsenior, why did I appear here, in this vast sea of stars? Wasnât this supposed to be in my sea of consciousness?â
âThis is your sea of consciousness.â
The voice called out again, leaving Yang Jian utterly astonished.
This was his sea of consciousness?
Heâd once looked into his consciousness. It shouldâve been a chaotic landscape. Why had it transformed into the milky way?
He didnât understand, but he couldnât refute his seniorâs words.
âSenior, could you possibly appear and let me see your face? Iâll engrave your image on my heart and remember your kindness in saving my life forever. In the future, this junior will definitely repay you many times over.â
Yang Jian bowed towards the starry sky. He didnât dare let his gaze wander for fear of antagonizing this esteemed senior.
âAm I not right in front of you?â
The voice reappeared. Yang Jian raised his headâŠ.
There was no one there.
âSenior, are you truly in front of me?â Yang Jian asked carefully.
âThatâs right, Iâm right in front of you.â
The voice spoke with complete certainty. Yang Jian looked ahead, but the only things he saw in the vast void of space were brightly-lit stars.
His gaze fell onto the star directly in front of him.
âSenior, is that you?â
âThatâs right, thatâs me. You finally found me!â
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