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The Skull Giant gazed at He Ao, who was barely standing, and raised its hand, causing the entire thick mist to twist and tremble in an instant.

The terrifying and tremulous power surged in the fierce mist like roaring waves, shooting skyward, directly choking He Ao’s throat.

Thin, dense hands extended from the earth, grasping He Ao’s ankles, grabbing his calves, and then kept going up until He Ao’s entire body was covered by bones.

The Skull Giant sitting on the throne coldly observed He Ao, "No matter what you’ve done, to the Divine Being, it’s nothing but a petty trick. Under the absolute power of a Divine Being, all your schemes are merely petty tricks."

It slightly rotated its palm, and twisted shadows shot out from the mist, clinging to those bones, beginning to penetrate He Ao’s body, infiltrating He Ao’s soul.

At this moment, what was being displayed was its true power.

"I’ve grown tired of the game with you; since you so dearly miss your son," the Skull Giant slightly closed its hand, "then you should accompany him."

Severe pain surged like a tide against He Ao’s consciousness, yet he merely looked up, quietly gazing at the Skull Giant, parting his lips, speaking in a hoarse, raspy voice like a broken bell, resonating in the swirling mist.

"Do you believe that Divine Beings are truly omnipotent?"

He lowered his head, seemingly questioning the Skull Giant, yet appearing to be talking to himself.

Boom—

The earth and space-time trembled at this moment, brilliant red light seemed to ignite at the world’s end, then this red light drew closer like a blazing sun exploding, or a sword light slicing through time.

This radiance descended into reality, transforming into a howling storm, violently lifting the dense mist with an instant furious force.

Szz—

The shadows hiding in the mist were obliterated before they could make a sound, along with the Skull Giant sitting on the throne, violently shaking amidst the ferocious storm.

Its slender bones were swept away by the storm, seemingly ready to be drawn away from its body at any moment.

The bones entwining and attaching themselves to He Ao were also forcibly blown away, colliding against a nearby building.

The grand city along with the colossal array, resembling an eye pupil, were now clearly revealed.

Even the night sky shrouded by clouds cleared and brightened, the pure stars and bright moon hung on the firmament like the eyes of the gods, gazing at the crimson below.

The entire firmament was now only enveloped by a thin layer of red mist.

——

Murmuring whispers echoed in the twisted forest, reverberating over the blood-red peaks.

That thin and frail figure lifted its head, looking toward the blood-red peak ahead, seeing the massive figure with its chest pierced, its whole body enveloped in armor.

As it gazed, the murmuring whispers seemed to simplify gradually beside its ears, becoming clear, transforming into distinctly understandable words.

"Resurrect""Resurrect""Resurrect"—

It seemed like the overlapping thoughts of a Great Being, or as if countless voices spoke simultaneously.

The fierce Sea of Thoughts appeared to descend upon this space, merging with the towering mountains, twisted forests, spreading over time and space’s end.

And within this boundless Sea of Thoughts, a massive vortex stood there, gathering all the thoughts.

That was the greatest and sole ’thought’,

Resurrect!

The slender figure lifted its head, revealing a youth’s somewhat gaunt face.

Nell, or rather, the ’Arrogant Person’.

He Ao had exchanged for this card very early on, through immersive consciousness, spent a long time to relocate and enter this forest.

In Nell’s Copy World, He Ao once entered this valley in a dream; it was the first time he saw this immense remains.

In the book within Elijah’s underground library, it once stated that after the War God’s death, it fell into the distorted space-time near the planet, creating a special area known as the ’Inwiter Grand Canyon’.

The meaning of this canyon is ’reversal ground’.

Clearly, this mountain range doesn’t match the ’canyon’.

Yet here, space-time is ’reversed’, ascending like descending, and descending like ascending.

If the mountain were flipped over, pierced into the earth, then removed of its material form, in some sense, it would also be a ’canyon’.

A long time ago, He Ao already felt that this was the so-called Inwiter Grand Canyon, and naturally, what stood atop this peak was the remains of the War God.

This is the War God’s ’Tomb’.

However, the book also mentioned that the War God’s Tomb, Inwiter Grand Canyon, is beside the planet, also beside the dungeon world.

And the War God, perished after the siege by the Grim Reaper, God of Order, Venus, and Eternal Light, this divine battle was likely the source of the tremendous storm that destroyed the Original Federation.

Coincidentally, marking a boundary before and after that time frame, the forces of the Netherworld vanished from the dungeon world.

The Netherworld was very likely excluded from the dungeon world during that divine battle.

And to achieve such a ’battle achievement’ in a divine battle, only...

He Ao gazed at the massive remains on the peak, feeling the fierce Sea of Thoughts, beginning to synchronize his consciousness with that Sea of Thoughts.

’Nell’ now exists as the embodiment of the War God’s will to resurrect.

And this will is also the strongest one among the War God’s lingering thoughts.

At this moment, He Ao felt that the twisted, terrifying thoughts abruptly exploded in his mind, his consciousness, his soul, were almost torn apart at this instant.

However, his actions did not pause at all, he still raised his arm, synchronizing his consciousness with the fierce Sea of Thoughts.

Boom—

In a certain instant, above the massive mountain range, the towering colossal remains slightly shuddered.

The surrounding twisted space-time boiled in that instant, He Ao’s body directly lost gravity’s grip, floating in the air.

Yet at this moment, He Ao could not feel what was occurring around him, he merely lifted his hand, slowly raising his arm until it was above his head.

Also at this moment, a fierce storm surged within that vast Sea of Consciousness.

He Ao’s raised hand slowly squeezed inward, and then, suddenly clenched.

As if something in the void appeared amidst this radiance.

In a blur, He Ao seemed to see a towering figure like mountains ahead, standing up amidst a brilliant red light.

His body was so grand that the stars around him appeared small and dim.

That was the War God of the past, imprinted in the depths of this time and space.

The figure stood in the vast starry sky, raised his hand, and grasped the void ahead.

The brilliant red light gathered in his hand.

He gazed forward, the scarlet light lit up inside the thick armor, as if blood overflowed, converging into the angry gaze of a Divine Being.

The gaze pierced through endless space, seemingly transcending the boundaries of past and future, across intervals of time, looking at his enemy.

A terrifying pressure rose from the gigantic body; in that instant, even across long epochs, He Ao seemed synchronized with the massive presence, as a surge of battle spirit arose from within his heart.

It was the battle spirit to fight the strong while being weak, a spirit of defiance and unyielding resolve, roaring like the tide, crashing against the stars, and against time and space.

But at this moment, that majestic body made no further move; instead, it lowered its head, looking downwards at He Ao.

At this moment, He Ao’s eyes turned scarlet, and his heart was buried beneath rising battle spirit, yet an instant of coldness from his Soul filled him.

He gazed at the magnificent gigantic body, meeting its divine gaze.

In that instant, the grand body stepped forward.

The step crossed countless stars and spanned enduring time.

A new awareness began to emerge from He Ao’s Soul, arising from the soaring battle spirit.

Behind the range of mountains where He Ao originally stood, an illusory starry sky appeared across the Firmament, and intense red lights quivered at this moment.

They seemed to feel their master returning from death, about to reunite with the master’s body.

A strong feeling of suffocation overwhelmed He Ao; he wanted to resist, but couldn’t find any opportunity to do so.

His body began to flicker with fierce red light, endless knowledge and memories emerged in his mind, his body gradually enlarged, majestic, as layers of thick armor appeared upon him.

The surging battle spirit enveloped him, eager to continue the battle yet ’unfinished’ in the past.

He drew increasingly closer to the terrifying presence approaching.

As though that ancient Great Being long gone, was about to ’return’ upon his body.

At this moment, two yellow, one orange, and one purple lights suddenly burst forth, as though having been hidden, rapidly fusing together into a massive barrier before the colossal figure, isolating time and space, blocking the boiling red light.

Like a seal locking time and space, sealing the past in the past, separating the future in the future.

The battle spirit filling He Ao’s body disappeared instantly, the originally expanding body and armor covering him also vanished, the once tide-like surging power and memories receded like ebbing waters.

In He Ao’s field of view, the huge armored silhouette standing like a mountain in the starry sky remained there, standing within that past illusion.

Everything was as before, as though just then, none of it had ever occurred, not the steps the silhouette took, nor the boiling battle spirit and light, not even the barrier-forming four lights that quietly vanished.

The gigantic silhouette stood in the void, scarlet light still flickering beneath his helmet, seemingly looking towards the enemy, as though across time and space, looking at He Ao’s direction.

He raised his hand, tightly gripping the pervasive red light, as if holding an enormous sword spanning time and space, he slashed downward.

The Star River shattered, the sun and moon tore.

This scarlet light rent the deepest layers of the universe, slicing the world hidden within the depths of cosmic time and space, revealing an inverted mountain above this world, and the eyes upon that mountain.

Strands of purple light connected the world, attempting to stitch the torn-apart world.

However, the red light further descended, tearing apart time and space, ripping the world, completely slicing open the deepest world of the universe.

An invisible barrier severed the wound upon this world, cutting apart the entire world.

The wound was so deep, as if a mark was left upon the rules of this world, ceasing any attempt to self-heal.

At this moment, that towering and magnificent body withdrew its gaze, raised its head, looking ahead, as though watching his enemy, yet also seemed to be gazing at He Ao.

He Ao gazed at the majestic body, the universe’s deep-layer world, at that dim void, at the scarlet wound upon the deep-layer world.

He raised his hand, akin to the grand body, grasping the void.

The entire world subtly quivered; strands of red light gathered in his palm.

Then he suddenly slashed downward, aiming the scarlet light at the vast universe, the brilliant starry sky.

The starry sky, in that instant, also split open within his field of view, revealing the lower layers of light within the world, exposing the grand and terrifying world hidden in the depths.

Revealing the red scar remaining upon the Netherworld.

The wound now dulled considerably, no longer shining as it had in history, yet it still stretched across, cleaving the entire world, leaving a wound that could never heal.

Within this wound, orange and purple light intertwined, the world cut apart, seemed like a part about to be further severed.

Beyond that wound, a somewhat insignificant new light connected to this wound, linked to the world within the wound.

He Ao watched all of this, continuing to project the red light downward.

That majestic and colossal body now seemed to stand behind him, gripping the brilliant red light, repeating He Ao’s actions, casting the light downward.

At that moment, the purple light within the wound noticed the descending red light, immediately rushing to the wound.

But with only a fleeting distance left, the purple light was intercepted by the orange light, forcibly blocked outside the wound.

And the red light projected by He Ao reached the wound’s edge at this point, brilliant light again shone from the wound, intricate runes akin to world rules lit upon the wound.

Accompanied by a crisp sound, the weak new light fell from the wound, also falling from the magnificent Netherworld.

The intertwined orange and purple lights paused slightly.

Surging purple pierced through the orange light’s blockade, outlining a heavy, inverted mountain.

A faintly visible eyeball emerged from the mountain.

It flickered from behind the scarlet light upon the wound, showing slightly, through the world-slicing wound, gazing upwards.

Gazing at He Ao lowering his head, gazing at He Ao’s back, at the enormous, armor-clad phantom.

And He Ao calmly lowered his head, meeting the glow’s gaze.

The split in the universe slowly healed, obscuring both sides’ views.