"Do you...understand?"
In Yun Che’s soul sea, the voice of the ancestor’s will resounded, but it seemed to come from another world.
"..." For a long time, there was no response. Yun Che's soul sea was completely silent, as if he was dead.
“Xia Qingyue, as the vessel of destiny, will eventually see her own ‘essence’ clearly. As for you, although you will gradually become more and more in tune with ‘nothingness’ after practicing the World-Defying Heavenly Book, you will never be able to surpass the ancestor nothingness. Therefore, the occasional dream is the limit of what you can see.”
"You will only treat these dreams as dreams, and not as reality."
In other words, if the will of the ancestor had not told Yun Che all this, even if he could control the law of nothingness to a certain extent, he would never be able to rely on himself to see all the "truth".
"When I finished everything, I never thought that one day I would tell you everything in person."
"Even fate that has been interfered with to this extent is still so unpredictable."
The soul sea was still in a long period of dead silence.
If all this had only happened to other people, or happened in a legend from ancient times, it would have taken a long time to digest and lament.
And all this happened to me...it was undoubtedly a thousand times more illusory than a dream.
Xia Qingyue... She was actually created...
Created for him...
The day they got married was the first time he and her met... maybe it was even the first day she was born.
No wonder... She never felt any concern for Xia Hongyi, and Xia Hongyi never felt any sadness at her death. Their father-daughter relationship was just an additional cognition, and the past in their memories was just a revised cause and effect. They had never really spent even a day together, so how could there be any father-daughter relationship?
No wonder... facing Xia Qingyue, whom he had never met before, Yue Wuya would stop for her... It turned out that it was the strong resonance and throbbing of blood. His unreserved kindness to her was not because of her "Glass Heart", but came from the instinct engraved in his blood.
No wonder… the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor, who endured a miserable fate, would actually say that Xia Qingyue was the person with the saddest fate she had ever seen… Her fate was more than just sad.
No wonder...she made such a choice in the end, and refused to tell it until her death, nor could she explain the reason...she even made up a huge lie for him, making herself always just a villain who deserved to die in his heart.
No wonder... She was in front of Yue Wuya and Yue Wugou's grave, weeping and moaning that she was the one who harmed them and Yuanba...
No wonder... she chose to wear a bright red dress on the day she ended her life. Because she was born in red... and she would die in red.
No wonder……
…
It turned out that he really died when he was sixteen...
In his body, any power and any bloodline can coexist seamlessly. Even the contradictory power of light and the power of darkness can be controlled at the same time, which shocked the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor... It turned out that it was the holy body that originally belonged to the Ancestral God!
The mysterious veins of the evil god, the Phoenix, the God of Desolation, the Heavenly Wolf, the Golden Crow, the Ice Phoenix... even Hong'er and You'er, until the miracle of life and the eternal calamity of darkness...
Of the seven greatest Xuantian treasures, four are on his body, and the Qiankun Thorn is also beside him.
There have been countless twists and turns in his life, and every time a twist is resolved, it is accompanied by great progress and even transformation.
During the time in the Profound Sky Continent, Jasmine had said more than once that she had never believed in the concept of destiny, but during the years she had coexisted with Yun Che, she felt that he was definitely a person with “great destiny”.
He started at the age of sixteen, and in just twenty years, he became the first truly supreme emperor in the history of the God Realm.
Looking back on my life, I was mediocre before the age of sixteen, but in the short twenty years since then, I have encountered one opportunity after another that others would not dare to dream of in a thousand lifetimes.
It turns out that there really is luck in this world.
It turns out that all of this is driven by an invisible destiny.
The price of this luck...
The price he paid for standing at this height...
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"There is another incident that makes me feel even more emotional. In fact, it seems more bizarre to me than what you described about your experiences in these years."
On the night when he returned to Blue Pole Star after becoming the emperor, his father Yun Qinghong looked at the starry sky and sighed with regret: "Are you... really my son?"
"You and I are biological father and son, connected by blood. This cannot be denied or changed no matter how the world changes. It's just..."
"Although I have never come into contact with the world called 'God Realm', the people there can turn the entire Blue Pole Star into dust with a wave of their hands... There is no doubt that it is an existence that I cannot understand at all, and it is a plane that I will never be able to reach in my lifetime."
“And you, it’s only been more than a decade since you first set out there, and you’ve actually become an emperor who controls everything. This makes me sigh… Can I, Yun Qinghong, really give birth to such a son?”
"A person's destiny, vision, and upper limit are often determined by his bloodline and origin. This is a cruel and indisputable fact. Che'er, you are now at a height that your father and the entire Yun family cannot reach even if they look up to you with all their might. Frankly speaking, in the past two days, I have felt more disappointed than proud."
…………
My father's original sentiment was not wrong at all.
With his background and aptitude, even if his innate profound veins were not defective, and even if his life was smooth sailing until the end of his life, the upper limit of what he could achieve would at most be on par with Yun Qinghong.
He was not the chosen one as he thought, but he was the chosen one in another sense.
Because the Ancestral God was reincarnated beside him.
His identity as the Cloud Emperor, his turbulent and brilliant life... Behind it all was the sacrifice of the God of the First Clan, and Xia Qingyue's extremely tragic life...
That can't even be called life.
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“Why…” Yun Che’s voice was hoarse and unclear, like a groan that was struggling to escape from the bottom of his soul: “You are… the First God, the emperor of the world… but in your eyes, I am nothing but a humble grass…”
"Why... would you sacrifice six hundred reincarnations for a crippled mortal like me..."
The Ancestral Will said calmly: "If the one who was born next to you was the Ancestral God from any of the previous 999 generations, none of this would have happened."
"As the original god, he sacrificed his own holy body to save a mortal, sacrificed six hundred reincarnations, and even forged the cruel chain of fate with his own hands... It's more than absurd."
"However, in order to achieve perfection in the thousandth reincarnation, the ancestor's will must fall asleep. The ancestor god of this life is Xiao Lingxi, and the new will derived from it is the will of the body. After waking up from its slumber, the ancestor's will that failed to complete the fusion has become an alien will."
"No matter how weak the will of the main body is, it will prevail over the unfused will of the ancestor. Therefore, I cannot resist her obsession."
"It was the First God who created all of this. But it was a girl who was only fifteen years old and was heartbroken and desperate because of the departure of her beloved."
Yun Che: “…”
"This is a huge surprise that I never thought of. Perhaps, I have looked down upon the world for countless years, but I still underestimated the power that can be derived from human emotions."
…………
Life is like a dream, the world is like an illusion.
What happened to him was a reality that could not be intertwined even in dreams.
Thinking back to Xiao Lingxi before she was sixteen and after she was sixteen, her personality and her eyes were no different at all.
“Does she still… remember everything that happened back then?” Yun Che asked softly.
“I don’t remember.” The Ancestral Will gave him the answer: “She rejected and refused to merge with the Ancestral Will. In this life, she (I) only wants to be the purest Xiao Lingxi, and accompany you with the purest identity and emotions until the end of her life.”
"So, in the time reversal that brought you back to life, her memory also returned to before everything happened... This is also her obsession, and I can't resist it either."
"And I should have returned to sleep, waiting for the next reincarnation. However, I am curious about what the end will be for you and the 'Vessor of Destiny' under the chain of fate that I forged with my own hands."
She did not say it clearly, but under the influence of Xiao Lingxi's main will, the ancestral will also had an uncontrollable concern for Yun Che's fate.
“So, I did not choose to continue sleeping, but wandered between heaven and earth, observing the lives of you and Xia Qingyue… However, because of this, her soul would occasionally be affected by the will of the First Ancestor, causing her to have many ‘hallucinations’ and ‘dreams’.” “After I fall asleep, her ‘hallucinations’ and ‘dreams’ will all disappear. She will never know that she is the First Ancestor God, and will not remember the heartbreak of the past… Until the end of this life, she will be the purest Xiao Lingxi.”
"You must never tell her all of this. Otherwise, with her overly soft heart, she will be trapped in endless guilt for the rest of her life."
“Are you going to… leave?” Yun Che could hear the ancestor’s will of departure.
"You have become the supreme emperor of the world, and the Instrument of Destiny has chosen to end itself. As the ancestor god, her (my) wish has been fulfilled, and I have also witnessed the fateful entanglement brought about by the Chain of Destiny."
"With the disappearance of the 'Vessor of Destiny', [the bond of destiny between you has also disappeared], I no longer have any reason to stay here. After today, I will return to sleep and recover the lost source of power as soon as possible."
The ancestor's will sighed softly: "Reincarnated six hundred times... I only hope that the hidden dangers of the abyss are just my unnecessary worries."
"Telling you the truth is the last thing I do for her (me) before I fall asleep again. You should understand my intention."
“…” Yun Che was speechless.
The reincarnation of the Ancestral God for six hundred generations, and Xia Qingyue's sorrow in one lifetime, in exchange for his current life...
“As Xiao Lingxi’s ancestor deity, her feelings for you developed naturally during the fifteen years she spent with you day and night, until they became deeply engraved in her mind.”
“As for Xia Qingyue, the vessel of destiny, I never interfered with her emotions. After she discovered the true nature of her existence too early, she chose not to fight, but to obey... The only fight she could make was to end herself.”
"She fought against the fate imposed on herself, but she was unwilling to fight against the fulfillment of your wishes."
"In the short time you spent together after your marriage, you have left a shadow in her heart. When she was in Frozen Cloud Immortal Palace, she would occasionally think of your back as you walked out of Xiaomen."
"Tianchi Secret Realm, when you left her the hope of life... her heart and soul were firmly engraved with your image. To her, that brief moment was the eternity of a lifetime."
"She only knew it as a promise, but from that day on, she could never forget her identity as your wife."
“Yun Che, you are the luckiest person in the world. For you, Xiao Lingxi would rather be Xiao Lingxi forever, and Xia Qingyue would be sad but have no regrets… She would not even want to leave any trauma for you until her death.”
"So, you have no right to have a bad life."
“Don’t let all of this become a guilt and shackle on your soul. What you have today is what Xiao Lingxi and Xia Qingyue wished for. Even if it’s just to live up to everything they have done, you can’t let your life, which is already under the brightest light, fall into an irretrievable darkness.”
“So, when you have shed all your tears, you should also let go of all your sorrow and guilt. Use a warm smile to face Xiao Lingxi who will always be waiting for you to return home. Use a warm soul to miss Xia Qingyue whose fate was once linked to yours… For them, for all the people around you who love you, you can do this, right?”
The Soul Sea World began to shake violently. The final words of the ancestor's will deeply touched every corner of his soul, causing all his emotions to completely collapse and burst in a frenzy of throbbing and surging...
"Well, Yun Che, goodbye."
The voice of the Ancestral Will became exceptionally gentle, and also became increasingly distant:
"I hope that you, and I in this life, will be at peace forever."
The soul world then dispersed, and in the silent desolate mountain, the sound of Yun Che crying out in pain, no longer suppressed, was heard.
The ancestor's will also let go of its worries at this moment, closed itself off, and returned to sleep again.
In the moment before his existence completely disappeared, a hint of doubt flashed across his mind:
She thought of the cracks that suddenly appeared on the Samsara Mirror after Xia Qingyue fell into the Abyss of Nothingness.
The bond of fate between Yun Che and Xia Qingyue was formed through the medium of the Samsara Mirror.
When Xia Qingyue disappeared, the Chain of Destiny naturally disappeared with her.
But, the cracks that flashed across the Samsara Mirror for a split second...
The chain of fate did not seem to disappear silently, but rather... was forcibly broken by an unknown external force, which then backfired on the Samsara Mirror and caused a momentary crack.
If so...
What happened in the abyss...
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