I Know You, Su Luo

Su Luo remained expressionless, her powerful senses acting like the most sophisticated scanner, instantly examining the transparent stone inside and out several times.

The result was straightforward— Su Luo found no hidden Back Door, tracking marks, mental suggestions, or malicious restrictions.

As [] said, it is a crystallization of special spiritual power that is extremely pure and terrifyingly huge. Its value is priceless to most people.

"I appreciate the generous gift, but I cannot accept something for nothing. Since you claim to have no ill intentions, let's be frank and talk directly. Perhaps we could have an equal 'information exchange'? I am equally interested in your world and other information you possess."

Su Luo thought for a moment, then asked [] to take a seat, and pushed the transparent stone back. The light and shadow flowed in front of her, revealing a three-dimensional image of Jiang Mengrui, the goddess of luck - with exquisite appearance and unique temperament.

Do you know this person?

"We know each other. We met in the first battle." [] glanced at him.

Then this [] is what Jiang Mengrui mentioned. The immortal cultivator who gave up the first place in the first continuation of the battle was indeed ridiculously strong.

Why would they do that?

Su Luo gave a brief introduction to the power system for Darkness Survival and the environment of the Land of Darkness.

He listened quietly, as still as a deep well, until Su Luo finished speaking, then he nodded slightly. "I don't really know much about these things, thank you for your supplement."

He paused, his clear gaze fixed on Su Luo, and continued:

"If possible, I'd like to know more... more concrete information. For example, the characteristics of the strong in your world, the movements of major forces, and... certain data. For instance, what is the structure of the Central Lands Organization? Who are the Survivors in the Beautiful Country? And... have you heard of a person named 'Ye Fan'?"

Su Luo was balancing the Spell within her body when she heard this and paused for half a second:

"How do you know these things? Did Jiang Mengrui mention them to you? Or do you have a time-related Talent?"

[] Met Su Luo's gaze, and there was no expression on her handsome face.

He gently shook his head, his voice still clear and cold, yet it seemed to carry an indescribable sense of remoteness.

"I not only know these terms..."

[]'s gaze, as if traveling through something, was firmly locked on Su Luo, and he said clearly, word for word:

I still know you.

"Su Luo."

The climax of the war ended silently.

That terrifying clash in the heart of the galaxy ultimately left behind an eternal monument of ruins, like an ancient Epic, and ended in a more abstract and cruel way—the stripping away of consciousness.

The four terrifying beings who descended from another world and resided within the Pillar corpses paid a price that is clearly visible: the vessels that held their power, the bodies that originally belonged to the top experts of the Yuncang Civilization, are now tattered and covered with writhing, dark red, Mutation flesh.

However, despite this "cost," their goal has already been achieved.

A brilliant core of light, compressed to its limit and seemingly containing miniature galactic vortexes and endless data streams, is currently suspended in Dark-Purple Skeleton Lord's palm, which is composed of shadows and skeletons.

Within the light core, the vast and ancient consciousness belonging to the Yuncang World Will and the precise and cold logical thinking of Yuncang No. 0 have been forcibly fused into one. This is their spoils of war, the "fruit" of a civilization's three-hundred-year plan and an intelligence's three-hundred-year evolution.

The Miracle did not happen. Even though it possessed the power to dominate an entire civilization and the potential to grow beyond Lv.100, it was still defeated by an otherworldly being of unknown realm.

"If it weren't for the filthy demon born from the Fixed Star interfering and relentlessly harassing me... I wouldn't have been defeated so easily!"

A resonant thought emanated from the light core; in that voice belonging to the Yuncang World Will, resentment and humiliation were like the embers after Fixed Star explosion, burning yet futile.

I tripped and fell when I went out earlier, and then during the battle just now, I was inexplicably chased and gnawed at by those Mutation flesh and blood.

"What do you mean by 'easily'? How could a native possibly defeat Extraterritorial Heavenly Demon? Don't be delusional. The difference in Essence and methods is something your mere size can't compensate for."

Dark-Purple Skeleton Lord held the Yuncang World Will in his hand and said calmly.

Hehehehe...

Beside him, the Black Flame skeleton's jaw opened and closed, and in its eye sockets, stained with filthy spots from Mutation flesh, the flames of its soul flickered dangerously. Its attention seemed to shift more between the light core and its companions. "The price has been paid; this vessel is now useless. So, the question is clear... how to divide it?"

"You... are not worthy." The dark green mass of flesh emitted a gurgling mental fluctuation. It seemed to have drawn more vitality from devouring the Mutation flesh of the Fixed Star, and its size swelled slightly, showing naked contempt for the Black Flame skeleton.

"If you wish to reignite the war in this state, I have no objection." The female phantom clad in ice crystal armor spoke slowly, her voice still as cold as the colliding of eternal frozen earth, but her gaze was fixed on the distant depths of space.

"But I have to leave. Survivors can unleash their full power, and I don't want anything to go wrong."

"Very well, if that's the case, then let's leave first." The head formed by the shadow of Dark-Purple Skeleton Lord seemed to nod slightly, making a decision.

As the four beings from another world manipulated things, four distinct "doors" were quietly opened in the Void:

A reverse vortex cave like flowing shadows; a black halo like a throne of bones; a faceted fissure like eternally solidified ice crystals; a cavity passage like flesh and blood proliferating and writhing.

Four vehicles, whose forms Perfect Attunement their respective portals and exuded a unique aesthetic distinct from Yuncang's technological prowess, slowly emerged.

Almost simultaneously, among the remaining humans of the Yuncang Civilization, all those belonging to the core ranks of the original Four Great Powers, the technological Elites, and some "chosen" players, had a message forcibly pop up on their personal panels:

[A gathering invitation has been sent to you. Do you wish to teleport to coordinates XX, XX, XX...?]

[Accept/Dislike the transfer?]

Those Elites who had already signed soul Contracts or knew about the higher-ups' "escape plan" had complex glints in their eyes, and their fingers clicked "Yes" almost instinctively.

Those unaware of the situation, in a brief moment of shock and panic, some followed their habitual obedience to orders from above, while others, disheartened by witnessing the betrayal and abandonment of the civilized elite in the final battle, also chose to leave.

Staying means facing ruins, Mutation monsters, and unknown punishments; leaving, at least, points to a new and perhaps equally cruel unknown.

The lights flashed one after another, and groups of people disappeared en masse in different areas.

Ultimately, approximately 200 million people disappeared. This number may have been insignificant at the peak of the Yuncang Civilization, but in the present day, after being ravaged by war and with only about 10 billion people remaining, it took away the vast majority of the civilization's advanced knowledge holders, technological reserves, and the remaining social organizational framework.

As the four gates slowly closed, the Four Great Powers of Yuncang were about to be erased from the history of the Yuncang Star System.