The universe is divided into the Twelve Starfields, namely Libra, Aquarius, Gemini, Aries, Sagittarius, Taurus, Virgo, Capricorn, Leo, Scorpio, Cancer, and the Pisces Star Domain.
Across the boundless Star Sea, the Twelve Starfields lay utterly shattered. One could no longer tell which domain was which, and corpses drifted everywhere amidst severed limbs and broken arms. Rivers of blood flowed, and fallen fighters could be seen at every turn. Every single one of those people had once been a figure whose name shook the heavens, yet now they were reduced to dust—figures like the Starry Sky Demon Emperor, Taiyi Immortal Emperor, Sky Covering Immortal Emperor, Innocent True Lord, Haotian Supreme, Demon Moon Empress, and Heaven Reaching Martial Emperor, among others.
Zhao Xin swallowed a medicinal pill to barely recover some of his stamina, but his physical injuries were too severe, allowing him only to struggle to his feet.
His face filled with rage, he glared at the man opposite him—a man who had worn a mask the entire time. He did not know who his opponent was, nor why he had initiated the annihilation war. As the sole survivor of this extinction-level conflict, the only one left, the fury he displayed was fierce, yet his heart was stricken with absolute panic, his scalp tingling. Even with all the worldly experience he possessed, he could not face everything before him.
It was because the man opposite was invincible. They had fought for so long—no, they had ganged up on him for so long, yet he had never once deigned to look upon their group. From start to finish, he wore a completely calm expression, betraying neither joy nor sorrow.
He was still clad in white robes, not a single drop of blood staining them. Was this the extent of his strength?
Zhao Xin refused to believe it, for the gap in power was simply too vast. This man possessed the power to destroy the universe.
"Why are you doing this? What is your purpose?" Zhao Xin asked, staring intently at the other party.
The white-clothed man calmly replied with a single "Why?" and said nothing more.
Having survived for so long in a world where the weak fell prey to the strong, and facing so many dead, unrelated souls, he cared not a whit about the life or death of others, acting as though he had merely accomplished a trivial task.
His deep eyes looked off into the distance, as if he were waiting for something! A few seconds later, a faint white light appeared at the junction of the shattered Star Sea's planes, slowly forming the universe's most terrifying turbulence: a spacetime black hole.
The white-clothed man removed his mask, revealing an incomparably handsome face. The corners of his lips curved into a faint smile, and his face was brimming with excitement. I've done it. Little Qian Qian, wait for Daddy. Daddy is coming right back to find you. His smile was radiant, utterly devastatingly handsome.
Zhao Xin also watched this scene unfold. Taking in the man's appearance, he still could not recognize who he was. Was this truly the cold-blooded god of slaughter from just a moment ago? Why was he so gentle?
The voice drifted over once more. "That legend is true, truly true! I've done it. The Reincarnation Mirror truly lives up to its name as the universe's most mysterious divine artifact."
The white-clothed man muttered to himself, his eyes somewhat bloodshot.
"How many years has it been? Uncountable ages. Too long, far too long. I've waited far too long for this day. Thank you all so much. Rest assured, none of you will die. As long as I step through this Gate of Spacetime, everything, everything will return to the past."
Only when thinking of his daughter would this powerhouse reveal such gentleness.
Hearing the white-clothed man's words, Zhao Xin experienced a jolt of shock deep within his heart. What had he just heard? The Reincarnation Mirror? It truly existed? And what was that legend? Why was he so happy? His mind was flooded with a multitude of questions.
The white-clothed man perceived Zhao Xin's confusion. "Do you know how deeply I yearned for death? No one was able to kill me. Living was far too painful for me, and I wanted release." As he spoke, the man's eyes grew somewhat moist, his voice choking with emotion.
Hearing this, Zhao Xin's anger flared even higher! Stoking his courage, he shouted curses aloud: "Just because you couldn't die? Because living was too painful, you could do whatever you pleased? Do you have any idea what was lost in this battle? The starfields across the entire cosmic sea no longer exist, and countless innocent lives perished!"
He recalled the power of that earlier blow which had shattered the shackles of time. Most likely, his own family had also fallen victim to this catastrophe! Had he not possessed a life-saving divine artifact, he would have long since ended up like those mighty figures.
He wished he could hack the man before him into a thousand pieces. Of course, he could only think it in his heart; the opponent was simply too powerful, and immortal to boot!
"You should be furious and you should loathe me, and you should also cry out in injustice for the souls of the myriad realms," Lingun said indifferently, shaking his head.
"Right."
"We still have a little time. Let me tell you a story."
After a brief silence, the man reminisced about the past.
N years ago, on a blue water planet, there was a man named Ling Yun born into a second-tier aristocratic family in the imperial capital. How he spent his youth will not be recounted here; Ling Yun's twenty-second year had been very bitter. Although he was handsome, he remained a single dog all the same, infatuated with online gaming and lacking any ambition. Having borrowed several hundred thousand in usury, his life was a complete mess.
Yet at that very moment, the heavens brought him a little angel. That little angel was his biological daughter. Due to various reasons, her mother had entrusted the child to him. Ling Yun cared deeply about this unexpected life, but unfortunately, he could not provide his daughter with the best life, making her suffer along with him. He had always wanted to change things, but was utterly helpless.
Just around noon one day, while Ling Yun was playing an online game, a bolt of divine lightning suddenly struck him and sent him to another realm. Pity his daughter—what was she to become? Had anyone found her? Had she starved?
Over there, he cultivated with his life on the line, thinking only of shattering the void to return to his homeland. Alas, cultivation knew no passage of time. By the time he had the ability to return, that planet had already been wiped out. The sole hope for survival shattered, and he embarked on a path of madness...
Hearing this, Zhao Xin understood the origin of this terrifying creature's choice to annihilate the world.
Wait, a thought struck him, and he dared to affirm that the fellow named Ling Yun in the story was the very man before him.
"Ling Yun, Ling Yun... such a familiar name," Zhao Xin muttered to himself.
Suddenly, a light flashed in his mind. Good heavens! Isn't the Heartless Great Emperor, ranked first among the Four Directions Great Emperor, named Ling Yun? Could the Great Emperor who vanished for endless ages be this very person?
The white-clothed man saw the shock on Zhao Xin's face as the latter guessed his identity, but offered no explanation, simply continuing his reminiscence.
In order to return to the past, Ling Yun had tracked down the legendary Reincarnation Mirror. However, whether he could actually return to the past and reboot the era remained entirely uncertain, seeing as the artifact's abilities had always been mere legend.
Thus, he was gambling. Looking at that spacetime wormhole, he knew he had bet correctly. Everything he had paid was worth it; he would be able to return to the past at once!
Zhao Xin roared furiously, "You are Ling Yun! The protagonist of that story is you! This is too insane—how could you use all of our fates as a gamble?!"
Ling Yun chuckled. "I won the bet, didn't I? The era can be rebooted immediately. The reincarnation power generated by the shattering of the Reincarnation Mirror directly broke the shackles of time. Everything can return to the starting point, and your families can all continue to exist."
Looking at the panic-stricken Zhao Xin, Ling Yun made a decision. He retrieved a Supreme Grade Healing Sacred Medicine from his storage ring and tossed it to the other man.
Zhao Xin caught the medicinal pill, sniffed it, and sucked in a cold breath. Damn it, it's a supreme-grade one! He then swallowed it in a single gulp, and in less than a minute, his severe injuries were completely healed.
"What is your name?"
"Zhao Xin."
"Well then, Zhao Xin! Let us reboot the era!"
"You mean I can too?" Zhao Xin looked at Ling Yun in absolute disbelief.
"Of course. One more person is no problem at all. This is also the guarantee I give you. I said that those who died can all exist, and I want you to bear witness. I am neither someone who slaughters the innocent indiscriminately, nor am I one who makes empty promises."
Surveying the riddled Star Sea and the shattered starfields, Zhao Xin knew he could not stay here. He had no choice; the universe was about to collapse. He could only follow Ling Yun to reboot the era—only thus could he see his family again.
Ling Yun and Zhao Xin stood at the mouth of the cavern, gazing into the terrifyingly pitch-black space within, and stepped inside as one.
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