The timing is crucial; being guided to discover "Eternity" happened even earlier than choosing the guise of the Abandonnt King.
Fu Qian sat on his tattered throne, staring into the crimson void.
Previously, it seed insignificant, but now realizing the Blood Lake is related to the Tyrant, the thought becos terrifying.
On one hand, it’s hard to believe it’s re coincidence; on the other hand, Fu Qian doesn’t feel that the Prism of Radiant Transformation harbors goodwill, pretending to be ruthless while secretly guiding fate.
The intention to eliminate him is genuine, but the shift to guiding him to consu Eternity was rely a fallback plan after the initial incineration attempt failed to lock the upper limit.
Why would such coincidences occur — is the Prism of Radiant Transformation curious about the Tyrant’s downfall?
At that mont, he faintly arrived at a conjecture.
"The night and nightmares are too long," a phrase originally uttered by the Prism of Radiant Transformation.
This Ancient Supre, seemingly in the best condition among those he had encountered, behaved extrely cautiously, always appearing to be evading sothing.
Does it have doubts about certain aspects of the Long Night?
After realizing the disturbance he had caused, on one hand, selecting suitable materials for traps, while on the other, utilizing everyone to see if he could discover so information through his hands?
Essentially, it was borrowing the hands of the warehouse.
His uniqueness lies in his role as Administrator; to be deceived implicates the warehouse.
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The authority of the warehouse thus far appears staggering.
Anchoring history, oppressing the Divine Beings.
It wouldn’t be surprising if Fu Qian finds that it plays a part behind the scenes in the Long Night.
Such a character’s views and attitude toward certain things holds undeniable value for the Prism of Radiant Transformation.
Even its deanor, intrinsically valuable—a firsthand witness to the Long Night among the Ancient Supres, seems to believe the Tyrant’s death might be a pivotal elent in the catastrophe.
From this aspect, the gift from Jade Soul Master seems even weightier...
In summary, seems another glimpse into the secretive thoughts of the Supres...
Finally, there’s the matter of the Phoenix’s mystery.
Within the Eternity Lock introduction, it was noted it once beca poison for the Supres.
Considering its effects, and the precedent of the Dragon King devouring randomly, it’s not surprising it would consu poison out of desperation.
But this being the case, given the scenes of discovering Eternity, how can a form reshaped by the latter not be dragon-like—at the very least, so reptilian creature?
Instead, it directly beca a bird?
The side effects were too enormous, even altering the Mythical Form?
Sounds absurd—but it’s entirely factual.
At one mont, Fu Qian extended his hand, scratching on the back of the other as if relieving an itch.
Because it was genuinely itchy.
Yet on the true Divine Body, a faint red mark appeared.
Long and slightly curved, initially resembling an allergy.
Upon further scratching, it beca even more irritated, rapidly growing more vivid, and even showing traces of gold.
Contrastingly, it no longer seed like an allergic reaction but rather akin to a splendid feather—a Phoenix’s feather.
The Crimson Frenzy had consud too much, finally resulting in a concentration effect.
Moreover, the effect looked familiar, precisely resembling the long feathers seen in the Blood Lake, reminiscent of the suspected Phoenix.
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More splendid, more noble.
Given that it condensed from the Abandonnt King, the spectacle was evidently more dazzling than before.
Perhaps owing to being a chanical reset version, both lines and textures had a distinct sharpness, akin to bladelike forms capable of severing all.
Indeed, more blades continued expanding, tearing into divine blood and flesh.
The chest remained ceaseless in consuming, while other parts of the body no longer needed a scratch to begin sprouting more feathers.
The well-constructed chanical Tyrant turned into the Star Lord of the Pleiades in the blink of an eye.
Nonetheless, it’s nothing remarkable; essentially a result of indulgence leading to the manifestation of the Crimson Frenzy.
The most significant aspect was confirming further suspicions regarding the Phoenix.
The Crimson Frenzy, a curse evidently linked to the Dragon King, truly had the Phoenix behind it...
A revisit seed necessary.
At one mont, Feng Qian sighed softly, the chest’s gaping mouth relishing its surroundings, thoroughly content.
The timing felt right, yet unfortunately, until the end, the throne remained utterly vacant, with no additional Dragon King elents erging.
Furthermore, despite the increasingly clearer vision, even showing previously ntioned flesh column structures, ultimately, it remained re imagery, incapable of connecting both locations directly.
Given this scenario, significant insights were achieved, and there’s no need to rashly introduce the umbilical cord’s variables—these can be incorporated in the future.
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Experintal risks are unavoidable, but such risks must hold value.
Fu Qian didn’t mind genuinely pushing the umbilical cord to overti, yet preferred conducting ultimate tests once the Burial Scroll cool-down bore fruit next ti.
Reflecting on this venture’s harvest, the next mont, brilliant radiance surged from Fu Qian, sweeping past the thick presence of decay.
Decree Residue.
After valiantly fighting four foes alone, that Ancient Tyrant stood indisputably majestic.
But in terms of flamboyance, perhaps there remained so gap with the chanical remake.
Cases like before, it directly materialized the concept of ruling over the world.
Amidst blinding brilliance, the once resolute crimson corroding this site couldn’t withstand the strain, vanishing rapidly.
In truth, the real effect was brought by the Return Edict, devoid of visual effects.
This excessively modest yet highly effective purifying skill was the first choice for Fu Qian in cleaning operations.
As for why enable Decree Residue alongside?
Quite simply, to fully showcase power; aligning with his current deanor.
Hmph!
With an air of arrogance and having shed all feathers, Fu Qian verified the evil influence was purged entirely, instantly returning to the warehouse.
After ensuring its emotional stability, he casually discarded the umbilical cord and donned the ssenger once more.
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Splendid, quite fruitful.
The afternoon lab remained deserted, inviting a full view of tranquil idleness.
Yet in re monts, Fu Qian, having completed a dangerous test, asserted that academic accomplishnts trumped public funds-driven slumber in offering satisfaction.
This Abandoned Prison excursion not only swiftly elucidated Sunny’s anomalies observed earlier, but nurous unrelated elents subtly suggested connections.
Reflecting upon the alignnt of dragon and phoenix, while the Burial Ground of Gods housed related inquiries.
What sort of place exactly? Why had it transford thusly? What role did it play amidst the Long Night?
Behind these grave inquiries lay seemingly the world’s deepest secrets.
Fortunately, a potential approach to investigating this secret seed available.
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