Qin Feng: I Can Help You Find Your Brother
That question was like a red-hot divine sword, piercing deep into the heart of the Ruthless Great Emperor, a Dao Heart he thought was unyielding for eternity.
"He"!
This man actually knew "him"!
That was her only soft spot, her only obsession, the only taboo for which she could bury the whole world, and for which she could imprison herself forever!
Rumble!
The Ruthless Great Emperor's imperial might, which was enough to crush countless ages, completely spiraled out of control at this moment.
It was no longer the cold and ruthless force that suppressed everything, but rather a storm of energy filled with pain, confusion, anger, and a hint of grievance and vulnerability that she herself was unaware of.
The void around her, like a fragile mirror, collapsed in pieces, turning into primordial chaos, which was then instantly torn apart and annihilated by the terrifying energy storm.
The Ghost Face Mask on her face, which resembled neither crying nor laughing, finally succumbed to the intense fluctuations originating from the depths of her soul and emitted a "crack" sound as it could no longer bear the strain.
Fine cracks spread rapidly from the center of the mask.
This was the first time in over two hundred thousand years that her Dao Heart had shown such clear signs of cracking in front of an outsider.
She can sweep across the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, and treat Ancient Great Emperor as nothing.
But that name, that title, was her only weakness; it shattered at the slightest touch.
But the man opposite him remained calm and composed.
Qin Feng didn't even glance at the terrifying scene around him, which was enough to destroy a star field. He just quietly looked at her, at the mask that was about to shatter.
Shi Ji, standing behind him, pursed her lips listlessly, finding the commotion of this woman's outburst less pleasant than the sound of water flowing when her husband poured her tea.
This silent contempt, this ultimate composure, is more impactful than any words.
The energy storm that swept across the heavens and earth came quickly and went quickly.
Almost instantly after it went out of control, it was forcibly suppressed back by the Ruthless Great Emperor with his supreme will.
The void ceased its collapse, and the chaos ceased its churning.
All was silent.
It was as if even the wind had stopped flowing, and even the power of "wildness" had fearfully retreated into the depths of the earth.
The Ruthless Great Emperor stared intently at Qin Feng. In his eyes, which peeked through the cracks in his mask, there was no longer the majesty of an emperor, nor the loneliness of being frozen for eternity.
Yes, it is, but it is a kind of obsessive, almost insane, burning to the extreme.
Her body was trembling almost imperceptibly.
It wasn't fear, but an uncontrollable excitement stemming from seeing a glimmer of dawn for the first time after waiting for over two hundred thousand years!
She opened her mouth as if to say something, but found her throat so dry that she couldn't make a sound.
That Emperor Heart, which had suppressed countless ages, was now beating like a pounding drum.
She exhausted all her strength before finally squeezing out a few hoarse, trembling syllables from the depths of her soul.
"What... do you... know?"
These five short words seemed to drain all her strength.
Her brother.
It was the source of all her obsessions, the sole motivation for her to defy fate, to fight against heaven, against earth, and against herself.
She would do anything for him.
The mysterious and incomprehensible man before them seemed to know something.
This was an irresistible, overwhelming temptation for her!
Qin Feng looked at her and didn't answer immediately.
He wasn't interested in this cat-and-mouse game.
He dislikes idle chatter.
Qin Feng slowly extended his right hand and opened his palm.
There were no earth-shattering phenomena, nor any destructive divine power.
On his palm, however, a phantom river composed of countless points of light quietly appeared.
That long river seemed to flow with the ages, containing the birth and death of countless beings.
At this moment, the great laws of time and reincarnation were no longer ethereal concepts, but transformed into the most direct images, clearly presented before the Ruthless Great Emperor's eyes.
Countless images flash by in the long river of time: the birth of stars, the destruction of the universe, and the changing of eras.
Finally, all the images were frozen in time.
It was a scene so simple it was almost rudimentary.
In a dilapidated little mountain village, a little girl with pigtails, dressed in tattered clothes, but with the purest smile on her face, happily received a rough, worn-out ring made of bronze from a boy who was also dressed in tattered clothes but whose back was ramrod straight.
Boom!
Upon seeing this scene, the Ruthless Great Emperor was struck as if by lightning, his body trembling violently.
Beneath the cracked, grotesque Ghost Face Mask, a single, glistening tear silently slid down.
But before that tear could fall, it was evaporated without a trace by an invisible force.
That was the only warmth she had kept sealed away for over two hundred thousand years, thinking she had long forgotten it, but which was actually imprinted deep within her soul.
It was her older brother.
He was the only light in her life.
The image in Qin Feng's palm began to change.
The boy was taken away while protecting the girl; his life, like a candle flickering in the wind, was eventually extinguished.
A wisp of true spirit, so faint as to be almost invisible, drifted out from his dissipating body, without a destination or direction, and thus aimlessly merged into the cycle of this cold universe.
Like a speck of dust falling into a boundless ocean.
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Qin Feng withdrew his hand, and the illusory River of Time vanished as if it had never existed.
He looked at the Ruthless Great Emperor, whose body was trembling violently, and spoke in a calm voice as if stating a fact that had nothing to do with him.
"His true spirit has long since dissipated, merging into the cycle of this universe, as faint as dust."
"Even if you possess unparalleled talent, live nine lifetimes in reverse, and reach the realm of an Immortal Emperor, you still cannot retrieve this 'dust' that has long been integrated with the cycle of reincarnation of the entire universe from 'nothingness'."
Qin Feng's words were like a merciless hammer, striking the heart of the Ruthless Great Emperor.
despair.
A despair colder than death, deeper than two hundred thousand years of lonely waiting, instantly engulfed her.
Everything she did, her defying fate, her desperate struggle—was it all... just for nothing?
She could even feel her Dao Heart crumbling inch by inch under this despair.
Just as the Ruthless Great Emperor was about to be completely overwhelmed by this despair and his Dao Heart was about to collapse, Qin Feng's calm voice rang out again.
"But..."
Just two words.
It was like a ray of primordial light, instantly cleaving through the endless darkness of despair!
The Ruthless Great Emperor suddenly looked up, and a glimmer of madness rekindled in his eyes, which had lost all their luster.
She looked at Qin Feng, at his overly calm face.
A slow smile curved Qin Feng's lips.
It was a smile that could put all the heavens and myriad realms at ease, and bring peace to all turmoil and unrest.
That smile held no pity, no sympathy, only an absolute confidence that came as a matter of course and that one was in complete control.
"... For me, it's just a matter of lending a hand."
The words were spoken very lightly and casually.
But the moment it was spoken, it was infused with a faint, yet unmistakable, supreme Daoist aura unique to the Creator.
This rhythm, though lacking earth-shattering power, is a kind of "reality" that transcends laws and existence.
When the Ruthless Great Emperor heard these words, she couldn't even muster the slightest doubt.
Because her Dao, her Emperor Heart, and everything about her existence are all frantically sending her the same message.
The man before me was not lying.
If he says he can do it, then he definitely can!
Snap... Bang!
The Ghost Face Mask on her face, which bore the weight of eternal loneliness and sorrow, could no longer withstand the violent impact of the fall from the pinnacle of despair to the abyss of hope. It shattered completely, turning into specks of light that drifted into the air.
A peerless face, capable of eclipsing even immortals and gods, and shrouding eternity in its gloom, was revealed to the world in its entirety for the first time in over two hundred thousand years.