The First Seal

Countless lines of rules surged toward him like awakened giant pythons, wrapping around him madly! That power was enough to erase a High God in an instant, leaving not even an obsession behind!

But Lin Ye did not dodge.

He allowed those rule lines to bind him so tightly that not even air could pass through.

"Tuner!" Radiant Stilllight cried out.

Lin Ye raised a hand, signaling everyone not to move.

He lowered his head to look at the wildly writhing rule lines, a faint smile rising at the corner of his lips.

"Blueprint, I know you're 'watching.'"

The writhing rule lines abruptly froze.

"I also know you recognized me."

Behind Lin Ye, a corner of his cloak gently unfurled. All 6,217 streams of light lit up at once, yet remained extremely restrained, like matches freshly struck in the night.

"I'm not here to challenge you."

"I'm only here to take some things back. Things you long ago forgot, or deliberately chose to forget."

Silence.

Only the faint trembling of the rule lines could be heard.

After a long while—

The rule lines coiled around Lin Ye slowly loosened.

They retreated to the gate, opening a gap just wide enough for one person to pass.

Lin Ye smiled.

He turned to look behind him.

"Stay close. Go in one at a time. Don't fall behind, don't look back, and don't make a sound."

He was the first to step through the gate.

Behind him, 1,200 warriors and 6,217 streams of light filed in.

The gate silently shut the instant the last person passed through.

Beyond the gate lay the First Epoch Battlefield.

There was no sky, no ground, nowhere to stand. There was only an incomparably slow "Void," like congealed glue. Every movement felt like struggling through thick despair.