Chapter 1662: 12: The World Greets You
Chapter 1662: Chapter 12: The World Greets You
“I don’t need it.”
Gu Yeqi smiled faintly. Her soul-body was pale gold all over, and in her eyes fine light patterns turned like a mandala flower; her core blazed like a scorching sun, holy and majestic: “My Pocket World Technique has already reached Great Success. In the Great Wilderness Realm, within the Primordial Hidden Treasure Wood, there is already a fragment of my soul. I only need to send an义骸 down; then it will naturally operate freely.”
Speaking to this point, she waved her hand: “Alright, if everything is ready, then prepare for fusion and residency. Time waits for no one—the faster the better.”
“As you command!”
After finishing all this and watching the five souls begin to move into their义骸, Gu Yeqi closed her eyes. Her Heart sank and turned, and she returned to within the Great Wilderness Realm.
“Eldest Senior, you really came back!”
At this moment, Gu Yeqi’s Heart was leaping, like a young girl full of anticipation. With a turn of her Divine Sense, using the permissions she had left behind, she sent a thread of her own mind over through the Desolate Alliance’s Communication Array.
At the same time, she also conveniently browsed through all the reports that Daoist Kui Xia had just compiled and uploaded.
Even though they were only fragments, they were enough to make Gu Yeqi feel carefree and delighted, sensing a familiar aura.
“As expected of Eldest Senior—though he has not fully recovered yet, he already has his former bearing!”
Although she could see that An Jing’s memories had not fully recovered, Gu Yeqi could confirm one hundred percent that this aura, this way of fighting, and that skill set so pure it was almost instinctual—surpassing even Immortal Gods—within Heaven and Earth, inside and outside the Three Realms, belonged to only one person.
He had revived, without a doubt. It was An Jing; there would be no other answer.
Only…
Gu Yeqi was slightly puzzled, her brows curving a little: “This way of fighting… is somewhat different from Eldest Senior’s past style…”
In the past, Eldest Senior was more adept at using the sword to shatter, to slice, to annihilate; if a task could be accomplished with a single unit of Power, he would never spend more—killing was like weeding.
But now, this Platinum Armor, compared to swordplay, relied more on unleashing his pure Power, fighting more brutally, more ferociously, and with no scruples about using sheer brute force—using ten parts of Power to crush the others.
Yet this feeling remained unchanged.
Gu Yeqi had lived with An Jing for a very long time. She knew clearly that An Jing’s true Nature was not as solemn and deep, as abyssal and oceanic, as outsiders believed. On the contrary, An Jing’s real character—or rather, what he was like when he relaxed and simply wanted to live—was more like a cloud, like tree shade, like a barely perceptible breeze under the sky’s canopy. He did not actually like scheming and brooding; so long as things could remain peaceful, he was willing to let them be peaceful.
And battle was the same. The reason Eldest Senior’s control over Power was so Entering Minutiae was that since he first set foot on the Dao, he had always been climbing step by step, fighting above his level. From Master of the Medicine Manor, to Inspector He, to all the enemies that came after—An Jing had always had to control his own errors, allowing not a shred of waste, only then could he contend on equal footing with the other side.
But if you insisted on asking, did An Jing never have the thought of relying on brute force, on pure Power and numbers, to crush everyone else? Of course he did—very much so!
It was just that the World had never given him the chance.
“Perhaps, this is Eldest Senior’s true Nature. Memory shapes a person; experience shapes a person. The calamities of this World are like a carving blade, shaving away Flesh and Blood. For Eldest Senior, they would not make him smoother; instead they would make him more jagged. His deep nature would also be suppressed… But now, I feel that Eldest Senior is revealing himself completely.”
Gazing at the Platinum Armor’s wild, even outright happy battle posture, Gu Yeqi slowly shook her head. At this moment, her Heart was full of comfort and emotion. If she had a body right now, she might even have shed tears.
Martial Artists are utmost in feeling and Nature. She only felt that An Jing being able to shape himself and shape the World according to his own thoughts—this was the best thing beneath Heaven.
And at this moment, the Platinum Armor was indeed very happy.
Because under his surprise attack and pressure, the Sky Demon Army around the Fifth Industrial Base had practically collapsed completely. All warships and flying shuttles that still had intact propulsion systems were retreating, and as for those Demon Army troops, although they tried to keep their retreating Formation orderly, their commanding officer had been captured by the Platinum Armor, and the core flagship together with most of their officers had been casually wiped out by him. Thus they were now being utterly annihilated by the Desolate Alliance Cultivators in hot pursuit.
The black clouds gradually scattered, abyssal light first breaking forth. He stood atop the wreckage of warships and, for the first time, saw and felt the radiance of that ’Star of the Celestial Abyss’ located at the center of the Great Wilderness Realm.
This light was gentle, not particularly bright, like a thin veil. Yet it was warm enough that one could look upon it without being dazzled or pierced. If one had to describe it, it was like a water curtain of silver-blue tinged with a hint of violet, shining upon all things, softly flowing and revolving.
The horde of Demons feared this radiance, and thus they used black clouds to veil it. But Candle Mountain could pierce a portion of those overcast regions. If they wanted to assault the core heartland of the Desolate Alliance, they would have to uproot every Candle Mountain stronghold along the way. This greatly slowed the pace and momentum of the Demon Abyss armies’ offensive, allowing the Desolate Alliance—which previously suffered constant threats to its rear—to gain a stable, developing hinterland.
And the Platinum Armor felt, from within this glow, an even more intimate, warm sensation.
“Fragments of Embracing the Void… fragments of Tianyuan. And fragments of the Great Wilderness.”
The Platinum Armor murmured, his voice steady, tinged with laughter: “How close… like family… This World is welcoming me. Greetings to you all.”
“I’m here.”
He raised his hand and casually waved at that Star of the Celestial Abyss, counting it as saying hello.
This scene even made Yu Feng—who was rushing over to pay respects to the Platinum Armor—freeze for a moment.
“What… does this mean?”
Having met An Jing in person, Yu Feng, although not completely certain, had more or less formed a conclusion by now. This time he was leading the team here to bring An Jing’s fragments back to the Desolate Alliance for proper protection… Well, it seemed they didn’t really need to protect him, but at least they could properly communicate with him, and wait for the Three Realms Alliance side to send more relevant personnel to assist An Jing’s revival.
—But looking at it now, Lord An Jing seems to have a bit of a problem, doesn’t he? He’s definitely not waving at me, so who is it?
With such confusion in his Heart, Yu Feng had originally not planned to think too deeply about it.
But this World did not appear intent on letting him relax.
Because right after the Platinum Armor waved and greeted—
From the direction of the Star of the Celestial Abyss,
Silver, blue, and violet—those three colors of radiance—actually flickered three times in succession.
The light blazed brilliantly, bright as the newborn dawn, making all dark clouds, flames, and shadows lose their luster. This radiance was near to a Sun, causing all humans and Demons who had barely seen any Sun for a hundred years to instinctively hold their breath.
It was just like…
A cheerful response.
“Haha, haha… What madness is this World playing at? How can there be someone who greets the sky, and the sky actually answers back…”
Seeing this scene and hearing the Platinum Armor’s easy laughter, Fata Bi—probably the only True Demon General who, after being captured, had neither committed suicide nor had any thought or drive to do so—could not help but laugh as well. At this moment, it felt both a kind of absurdity beyond comprehension and a brand new sensation completely different from the past.
It lifted its head slightly, looked at the Platinum Armor who clearly did not care whether it was going to die or to flee, and shut all the eyes on its body, waiting for the Desolate Alliance to take it into custody: “But if it’s him—if it’s this strange fellow…”
“Perhaps, even the World itself would want to pay him homage.”𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎