At the end of the River of Blood, what should lie there?
Qian Ye had envisioned countless answers, but never imagined it would be like this.
That speck of black, immeasurable and infinitely heavy, yet capable of holding myriad things. Qian Ye didn’t know what was inside, nor did he know what was not inside.
It could be called nothing, it could be called one, it could be called all things.
With its infinitesimal size, it anchored the entire River of Blood, maintaining a stable existence in space and time. All the river water, when rushing to the end of space and time, would return here in some form.
This was the first drop of blood in the River of Blood, the primal form of Qian Ye’s chaotic primordial force.
If all the river water eventually returns to its origin, then where does it come from? And after it rushes to the end of space and time, how does it return?
A series of questions kept arising. Qian Ye found that after discovering the mystery at the end of the River of Blood, the unanswered mysteries not only did not decrease but instead multiplied. Basically, for every answer he found, he discovered even more new questions.
As some philosopher once said, the more you know, the more you realize your ignorance.
When Qian Ye looked at the River of Blood again, his perception was entirely different.
As for the questions of where the long river came from and where it was going, Qian Ye had a vague feeling that they might already belong to the ultimate secrets of this world. To unravel these secrets, one needed to stand at a much higher level, far beyond the realm of Evernight.
So, what lies beyond Evernight? Just as a Human Emperor begins their journey, following the path of the Emperor to its end, what would they become? Would they still be human, or would they ascend to a higher form of life?
As Qian Ye pondered, he felt a headache coming on. He suddenly laughed, patting his head. Each of these questions might require a lifetime to find an answer, and he wouldn’t get anywhere just by thinking about them here. Such matters were better suited for An Wen. As for Qian Ye himself, he was more suited for traversing battlefields, wiping out enemies, and then taking his loved ones to see the scenery at the end of the world.
With his thoughts settled, Qian Ye knew that his mission in the River of Blood was complete. The many unsolved mysteries would await future generations to find the answers.
At this moment, Qian Ye truly understood the significance of An Wen’s existence.
He might be the first person in the ten thousand years of Evernight to attempt to explore and explain the world through numbers and formulas. For such ultimate secrets as the existence form of the River of Blood, methods transcending the current limitations of the world were needed. An Wen’s work was to ingeniously transform the form of the questions, indirectly exploring and depicting higher-level worlds in a way the current world could understand.
An Wen’s significance was not limited to Evernight; for the human race and all intelligent life in the Evernight world, it was equally important.
This genius young lord of the demonic race was a gift and treasure to the entire Evernight world.
Qian Ye took one last look at the River of Blood and suddenly sensed something unnatural. The entire River of Blood seemed to have shifted slightly, though it was just a minute, almost imperceptible distance. In Qian Ye’s eyes, it created a faint double image.
Qian Ye stood motionless, observing quietly. After a while, he vaguely had an answer, a cold smile playing on his lips.
He reached out and pointed, and the space in front of him instantly changed. A distance that would have taken days of hard flying before was now crossed in the blink of an eye. The broken sky was right before him.
Qian Ye took a step and was already in the inner world.
He looked back, and above the sky, the scars were still there, but this time there was an additional cross-shaped sword mark. Qian Ye looked at the sword mark, his eyes filled with a hint of sorrow.
He could tell that this heaven-cleaving sword strike was made by the Finger King, and if he could deliver such a blow, the Finger King must have perished.
Since the Battle of the Soaring Snake, Qian Ye had known about this, but seeing the sword mark with his own eyes, it was as if he saw the scene of the Finger King paving the way with his life.
Qian Ye was considered a half-disciple of the Finger King and was deeply connected to this lineage because of Ji Tianqing. When he encountered the will left by the Finger King on the floating continent, Qian Ye understood the state of mind of the Finger King at that time. Comparing then and now, perhaps Qian Ye was the one who understood the Finger King the most in this world.
To others, the Finger King had ascended to the peak of humanity early on, and for many years, he held the position of the strongest human. His clan was also thriving, with geniuses like Ji Tianqing, and her child had shocked the entire empire’s upper echelons upon birth. Such a life could be considered smooth sailing, so what regrets could there be?
However, Qian Ye saw from the sword mark the suppressed emotions of the Finger King that had lasted for thirty years.
Back then, when the Finger King crafted the Heart-Burial, Ji Wentian had already died. Afterward, the Finger King’s heart was only for the family, the country, and the world, and in a sense, he was no different from a walking corpse. Utmost impartiality, utmost sincerity without desire—these were, in essence, a heart as cold as ashes.
This heaven-cleaving sword strike, full of emotion and nature, besides the overbearing intent that overlooked the world and the vitality of the lights of thousands of homes, was also filled with joy. He was joyful because after this sword strike, the Finger King would once again become Ji Wentian and could finally reunite with those from the past.
The more Qian Ye understood the Finger King’s state of mind, the more complex his own feelings became. From the perspective of the human race, whether it was Ji Wentian or the Finger King, their actions were always for the greater good, willing to sacrifice themselves for the benefit of the entire clan.
But Qian Ye sighed, “Unfortunately, this is not my path.”
At the end of the void, it seemed a grand voice asked, “Then what is your path?”
Suddenly, around Qian Ye, the river of blood flowed, rolling in and out, its source and destination unknown. In the river, thirteen marks circled around Qian Ye, slowly rotating and then disappearing one by one.
“My path is…” Qian Ye said halfway, then suddenly laughed and stopped.
With his current strength, he had his own path in his heart, and he only needed to follow it, no need for many words.
He raised his hand and lightly waved, retracting the river and the marks, then looked around, his gaze sharp as lightning. In an instant, he found the passage opened by the Eternal Flame.
Qian Ye took a step and was already in front of the passage, looking up, down, left, and right, then gazing at the black sun in the sky.
The black sun still presented a twisted crescent shape, one side compressed by the Sky Trace and the River of Blood, the other side with a clear protrusion, continuously drawing out active dark primordial energy and pouring it into the passage.
This passage undoubtedly led to Evernight. With the entire world of Evernight pulling, the dark primordial energy from the inner world would be continuously drawn in and sent to the Evernight world.
Though this passage looked insignificant, the means to connect two worlds was truly earth-shattering, and even Qian Ye was filled with admiration when he saw it.
However, although the passage was stable, it was still a bit small. How vast was Evernight? At this transmission speed, it would take at least ten to eight years to fill the entire Evernight with dark primordial energy and push the dawn primordial energy to the edge of the world, as the Dark Emperor wished.
Qian Ye didn’t think about what was on the other side of the passage. He took a step and entered the passage.
By now, he had a vague sense of the general layout and positioning of both sides. But whether it was Evernight or the human race, no matter how the game was played, since Qian Ye had returned, everything would be erased and restarted.
Because he was the King of Evernight, and he was also the first drop of blood in the River of Blood.
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