It was no longer the hasty cage and isolation of the past. This ti, he chose to summon all the power of the Huangliang Remains, awakening the illusion once entrusted within by the Sovereign of Huaxu. What awaited him was an endless dream that even the Heavenly People found hard to escape!
Now, the crucial threat has temporarily been eliminated!
Before him, only the last one remained.
At this mont, three silhouettes, three faces, three pairs of eyes, focused on the final enemy. Ascension, Heart Core, and ether, a trinity, crossing the chasm between virtue and vice, flowing seamlessly into existence.
"The ga of playing house is over, sister!"
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Just a mont of daze.
The sound of cicadas chirping reached his ears, and under the scorching sunlight, dappled shadows of trees fell on his face. Midday sunlight filtered through the tender green leaves, casting down.
Everything beca so vivid, glowing with brilliance.
When he ca to his senses, Ji Jue realized he was already standing in front of the apartnt building, the weathered entrance plastered with locksmith advertisents, so old, without even an elevator.
Across a strip of shrubbery and outside the community fence, the street bustled with traffic and noise.
Everything was so familiar.
It felt like he had seen it sowhere before...
Clearly, in the last mont, he was locked in deadly combat with the so-called gods, and in the next, he was here, with mories feeling like absurd fantasies during a trance, so bizarre.
But Ji Jue was absolutely certain—he had once again fallen into a dream!
The silver lining was that he still retained his previous skills, even maintaining awareness and defense of his consciousness, not being assimilated by the dream.
So the next actions were simple enough.
He lifted his head, looking at the old apartnt building ahead, nine stories, approximately a thirty-ter drop, a bit short, but enough—as long as he stayed resolute and avoided wavering, then falling from that height would be sufficient to speedrun this so-called beautiful dream, to wake up again through death.
Only, when such a thought surfaced, sothing within tightened suddenly.
In his hasty observation, he hadn't even carefully examined the surrounding details yet. But from the distant corner, footsteps approached, a sweating, slender man carrying a plastic bag full of groceries.
With age, he had beco even thinner, his hair showing signs of thinning.
On such a hot day, he was still dressed in a shirt and leather shoes, so prim that not even a single button at the collar or cuffs were undone, already nearly soaked through by sweat.
Panting heavily.
Raising his head, seeing the young man lingering in front of the apartnt, he paused, seemingly in shock.
"...Kid?"
Ji Jue froze in place, with great difficulty, turned his head to look at that familiar face.
After a long mont, he let out a bitter smile.
Now, he finally understood why the scene before him felt so... déjà vu.
Shuzhou Jin City, Jinhua District, Jiande Lane No. 8, Evergreen Garden Building 3, Unit 1, Room 201.
In a dizzy spell, Ji Jue looked at everything around him.
Only feeling it hard to breathe.
This was his ho.
"Are you feeling unwell?" His father set down the bag in his hand, approached him: "Do you need to go to the hospital?"
"No, it's nothing, just..."
Ji Jue instinctively took a step back, bowed his head, avoiding his gaze: "Probably... just got so sand in my eyes by accident."
"Then wipe it off, hold this for , be careful, it's heavy."
His father handed over a bag full of vegetables: "Your mom got lazy at noon, if she knew you were coming back, maybe the ribs would be stewed already."
Ji Jue passively took the heavy bag, seeing his father had already stepped onto the stairs, taking out a key from his pocket, glanced back at the son still standing in place, gestured:
"Co on, let's go ho first."
"Hmm."
Ji Jue closed his eyes.
In a daze, he seed to hear the sound of resolve shattering.
It was no longer possible, he absolutely wouldn't hesitate or linger...
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