The flames roared away like a gale.
Everything around them fell silent.
Gu Qingshan opened his eyes and looked out. He was standing in an endless void.
Below him lay ashes as vast as an ocean.
The ashes piled up into an endless sea, its surface shrouded in layers of mist.
The mist swirled without end.
As if alive, it quietly rose and spiraled toward the void where Gu Qingshan stood.
Shi Zhi's voice rang out. "This is bad. It seems the Sequences have lost contact with us."
Gu Qingshan looked across the void.
The War Sequence interface had turned dark and stopped running.
The Highest Sequence interface's backend was no longer visible, either.
Rows of crimson small characters appeared:
"All Sequences are imitations modeled after the power of Chaos."
"Here, the power of Chaos has cut off the Sequences."
"From now on, the people of the Demon Emperor Era will only know that you're still alive. They won't know your exact situation."
"Warning!"
"Someone is coming."
Gu Qingshan raised an eyebrow and looked toward the billowing ashes.
The ashes gradually gathered into the shape of a man. He looked past Gu Qingshan and spoke. "Little sister, I have become like ashes, forever returned to destruction—but the apocalypse has awakened me. Would you be willing to see me?"
Shi Zhi emerged from behind Gu Qingshan, looking dazed. "Impossible. You were already—when I was very little. Why are you here?"
The man sighed and spoke gently. "Little sister, the apocalypse awakened me from the ashes of eternal destruction so I could see you one last time."
Shi Zhi suddenly vanished from where she stood.
The next instant, she appeared behind the man and thrust the bone spike in her hand at him viciously.
The man's body burst apart with a bang,