The Truth Is, You Are．．．．．．．, and Liberation Through Blood and Fire

Su Yida feels very unfamiliar, so unfamiliar that he doesn't seem like the same person at all.

But clearly, this person's voice and appearance are very similar to Su Yida, whom I had met before.

Could it be that something in the Void has taken over Su Yida's body and replaced his consciousness?

Or perhaps...

What did he just say?

He and Cheng Shi led us out of the Trials?

To emerge from the Trials?

The Trials isn't over yet, so how can we talk about getting out of it?

Zhao Qian was suddenly stunned, but then an absurd thought arose in his mind.

His eyes widened further, and his expression became even more shocked.

"So, you guessed it?"

"Impossible. The power of [Memory] doesn't extend to past Trials —that's a consensus, a rule. Impossible, you couldn't possibly be..."

"Nothing is impossible. All the impossibilities in the world are simply because you are not strong enough yet."

Perhaps because killing Cheng Shi had improved his mood, Su Yida's conversation was noticeably more engaging.

He smiled and stretched out his hand, a surge of azure [Memory] power appearing in his palm, flowing and swirling, mysteriously captivating.

"Past Self in Memory."

You've probably never heard of this talent before; of course, it hasn't been added to the pool of Memory yet.

This is one of the few Subgod- level talents that allows you to go back in time and find yourself.

Zhao Qian's pupils constricted sharply, and he exclaimed in disbelief:

"You... you really are..."

"Alright, our pleasant sharing time is over. Now that you've guessed my identity, please keep it a secret for me."

After saying that, Su Yida reached out again and grabbed Zhao Qian's neck.

At this moment, Zhao Qian, whose heart had been taut, suddenly felt relieved. His face showed the bitterness of shattered hope, but also a smile of relief.

"It seems you've come to your senses. Good, one less innocent soul among my men."

Zhao Qian's face turned ashen, his veins bulging. He struggled to tilt his head back, spitting out slurred questions as he asked his last question.

"If... you come from... the future... could... you tell me... is... there... still... hope... for the future... world...?"

Su Yida was stunned, as if he thought he had misheard.

This Eagle Eye Scout named Zhao Qian, in his last moments before death, actually asked him if there was any hope for the future world.

Ha.

What hope?

The hope of becoming a god, or... the hope of the world returning to what it was before the arrival of the gods?

Does it make sense?

Idiot.

Su Yida sneered, "Nonsense."

But then he let go.

His expression suddenly turned strange. Looking at Zhao Qian, who was panting heavily, he nodded meaningfully and said:

"So that's how it is. So you're one of them."

Zhao Qian's breathing suddenly stopped. He tensed his muscles, lowered his head, and did not respond.

"There's no need to hide it anymore, great Fire Keeper. I know of your existence, just as I know of Cheng Shi."

Zhao Qian suddenly raised his head and looked at Su Yida. His eyes, which had just been filled with Despair, were now burning with endless hatred and resentment.

The existence of the Passing the Flame would be the most fatal blow to the Passing the Flame if an outsider were to find out about it!

This has already happened once!

He cannot allow it to happen to him a second time.

"Are you angry? Don't worry, I won't be like some people and reveal your existence to them."

You are indeed worthy of respect, and I am not a heartless person.

But...

Judging from your act of using this Believer of "Truth" to test fate, you seem to be a...

The City Builder?

Su Yida looked at Zhao Qian with great interest and stroked his chin.

"Borrowing from the greatness of the gods, we strive to build a new nation."

Ah, what an inspiring slogan!

Who would have thought that the people behind these passionate slogans were just another group of cold-blooded lunatics?

Even when it comes to saving the world, they can't let go of that elitist rhetoric.

Those City Builder, humph.

Unfortunately, your God Creation Plan almost failed.

Oh right, I forgot to mention, at this time there probably wasn't God Creation Plan yet; it was probably still in its infancy and hadn't even started.

"You've learned so much about the future from me, don't you find it interesting, Mr. City Builder?"

Zhao Qian held his breath and remained silent.

At this moment, he was receiving shocking information about the future while silently contemplating where his fate would lead.

God Creation Plan!

This sounded like a wonderful plan, and everyone finally took that step. For the new kingdom, for new hope, they launched their final challenge against the Divine Throne!

Unfortunately, I probably won't be able to participate in this great feat.

Even if Su Yida temporarily stops, his attitude remains unchanged; he cannot allow someone who knows so many secrets of the future to continue living.

Having processed the shock in his heart, Zhao Qian spoke in a low voice:

"You've told me so much, just tell me what you want to do."

"Clever.

I enjoy dealing with straightforward people.

I admire you all, even the City Builder are criticized.

To be honest, I need a corpse, but for some reason, I can't kill you.

So...

I urge Mr. City Builder to commit suicide.

Fulfill one of my needs.

Zhao Qian thought he had misheard, and he gave a mocking laugh.

"What's the point of teasing me now?"

"This is no joke, Zhao... oh right, Zhao Qian."

It seems you don't quite trust me. Fine, in that case, I'll give you a reason to die.

Su Yida's face broke into a bright smile as he stared into Zhao Qian's angry and resentful eyes, saying each word clearly:

"Don't be angry. Perhaps after knowing all this, you will not only be willing to die, but also deeply grateful to me..."

Whispering words drifted through the Void, their voices barely audible, yet each word struck Zhao Qian's soul like a giant hammer carrying Thunderbolt.

"..."

"..."

He listened to everything silently, then closed his eyes with a smile.

"Borrowing from the greatness of the gods, let us strive to build a new nation!"

For the continuation of humanity!

For the new kingdom!

Goodbye, world!

The flames of war blazed in the eyes of the Believer in war, but in their eyes, the light of hope soared higher and higher, far more intense than the flames.

The flowing white flames mingled with his tears, welling up in his eyes, flowing into his body, and gradually engulfing everything.

The blood of war flowed gently, extinguishing the flames of Unyielding at the last moment, and bringing about a catastrophe of Blood and Fire.

Su Yida looked at Zhao Qian, who had immolated himself, and bowed with a complicated expression.

"Homage to the greatest Fire Keeper."

He dragged the corpse, his face returning to its Indifference, and stepped into the Void Rift once more without a second thought.