The True Evolution Divine Hall fell into a long and deep silence.
Qin Yu remained suspended above the temple, his face still pale from the severe injuries he had sustained to the six senses. Dried bloodstains clung to his clothes, and the wounds in his Fate Soul were far from healed. However, with the "Yan" character, formed from the Return to One the six senses, completely sinking into his Fate Soul, he was finally able to recover.
The divine power of "Wanyan Return to Silent Origin" finally subsided. The ancient reward scroll, now devoid of the six ring seals, hung before him, its surface pale and ancient, devoid of its previous extraordinary phenomena.
The complete version of the Inherited Divine Power Heavenly Book "Primordial Reversal" left by the Wanyan Grand Progenitor has also been properly collected by him. The two most important things on this trip, one carrying Wanyan's entrustment and the other being the final result that Qin Yu obtained after personally traversing the Six Roots and several times being on the verge of complete annihilation, now both have found their home.
Just then, a very faint hum suddenly came from below. Qin Yu lowered his head and True Evolution Divine Hall that the ancient stele of the Primordial Ancestor, which had been without any inscription since he entered the ancestral land, had changed for the first time.
No name appeared on the ancient stele, nor did any new inscriptions of inheritance appear. Only a faint light emanated from the very center of the gray-white stele, and that light was extremely weak before slowly spreading outwards along the surface of the stele.
Wherever he went, the mottled marks left by the ancient stele over the endless years faded away inch by inch, and the corners, body, and base of the stele became transparent. Qin Yu gazed at that place, his brows no longer tense when facing the six senses, but only calmed down after experiencing life and death.
He knew that the monument had never recorded the final name of the Wanyan Grand Progenitor. Now that the six senses had been exhausted, it did not add that name at the last moment. Instead, it simply vanished, marking the end of this ancestral trial that has continued to this day.
Immediately afterwards, the first ancient pillar faded, along with the base of the eye.
That world, purely composed of "seeing," the Sight-Derivation Beast the truth" itself into a cage, and the danger when the " Wanyan Returning to Stillness Eye " approached the root of existence, all diffused into the faint light inch by inch along with the texture on the surface of the ancient pillar.
The second one then disappeared, leaving only the base of the ear.
The Realm of Silence, the Sound Wall, the Hearing-Derivation Beast, and the phrase once left here, "If hearing returns to silence, what is there to hear?" all flashed through Qin Yu's eyes.
The third root is the nose; the fourth is the tongue; the fifth is the body; and finally, the sixth root is the mind.
Qin Yu's gaze lingered longest when the Yigen Ancient Pillar began to become transparent.
The Endless Abyss of Knowing, the Knowing Surface, the Knowing Layer, the Knowing Realm, the Myriad Laws Return to the Ruins, the Knowing Wall, and that body is the Knowing Emanation Beast of the entire Endless Abyss of Knowing.
Qin Yu still remembers the moment when he was left with only a sliver of his Evolution Name. It was the first time in his life that he truly tasted fear, and the first time he clearly saw just how close he was to "leaving no trace even after he had ever existed".
He once used the Silent Origin Stainless Sword to support his broken body. His knees were only half an inch away from his Knowing Surface. His Fate Soul was on the verge of shattering, his past was broken, and his future was withering. Even the phrase "I am still here" became the last vestige of his Clinging to Knowing accelerated his Return to Emanation.
Looking back now, it's all over.
Qin Yu did not reveal a victorious smile. His gaze swept over each of the six ancient pillars, his eyes instead revealing a rare complexity and calm. Before entering this place, he had many answers; after walking through the six pillars, he knew that some things did not need to be forever nailed down by answers.
Seeing can return to stillness, hearing can return to stillness, smelling, tasting, touching, and knowing can also return to stillness, and after returning to stillness, the cycle will still be reborn. "This trip..." Qin Yu said in a low voice, his voice still a little hoarse.
He didn't continue speaking, but slowly exhaled, and with a rumble, the entire True Evolution Divine Hall began to dissipate without collapsing.
The massive temple foundation first transformed into countless tiny points of light from the outermost perimeter, then spread towards the center; the Stillness Veil receded, the six ancient pillars became completely transparent, and the central altar gradually emitted a soft glow. The wordless ancient stele of the founding ancestor was reduced to a single gray-white dot in the center, which Qin Yu stared at until it too flickered gently and vanished completely.
He slowly turned around, but after taking a few steps, Qin Yu stopped and looked back one last time.
The complete True Evolution Divine Hall was no longer behind them. The six ancient pillars were now just six faint outlines, almost disappearing. Countless glimmers of light slowly rose from where they had once stood. The entire temple, like a long period of time that had fulfilled its purpose, was quietly receding from the Wanyan Ancestral Land.
Qin Yu stared for a long time before turning away without looking back.
His body began to glow from the hem of his clothes, then his legs, torso, and arms, and finally even his still pale face gradually faded away. Countless tiny points of light enveloped his figure, and he slowly disappeared into the last rays of the True Evolution Divine Hall.
A moment later— Qin Yu was gone completely, and the last glimmer of light in the True Evolution Divine Hall went out.
Two years later, in the First Multidimensional Universe, the Skeleton Star Sea, in the Eastern City, the Returning Light Heavenly City.
This area already belongs to the territory of the Hua Lineage. The Skeleton Star Sea stretches across the endless void, with massive skeletal ruins scattered about. Pale bone veins run through the depths of the sea of bones, and in the distance, ancient skeletons so huge that their entirety is obscured lie in the darkness.
Returning Light Heavenly City is situated on a vast bone continent. The city walls are built along the natural skeletal ridges, and the hundreds-of-foot-high city towers extend along the pale bone peaks. The city is far more bustling than the outside world.
A wide street runs east to west, with cultivators of all kinds coming and going in an endless stream. Restaurants, shops, inns and trading places of all sizes stand along the street. In the distance, ancient lanterns hang between tall buildings, their pale gold glow reflecting on the bone-white street surface, giving the whole city a desolate prosperity unique to the Skeleton Star Sea.
Two full years had passed since Qin Yu entered the Wanyan Ancestral Land.
Returning Light Heavenly City, in an inconspicuous restaurant, it was the busiest time of day. The dozen or so tables inside were almost full, and the aroma of wine mixed with the steaming smell of food filled the air. Waitstaff carried wooden trays through the crowd, and at the next table, several cultivators were talking in hushed tones about the trivial matters that had recently occurred in the Skeleton Star Sea. The soft clinking of cups and the sounds of laughter mingled together.
A person of average appearance sat at a table near the window.
That face was really unremarkable; his features were ordinary, his complexion was ordinary, and his clothes were unremarkable. Among the countless cultivators who came and went in Returning Light Heavenly City every day, anyone who saw him once would probably forget him as soon as they turned around.
The person was drinking tea with their head down, moving very slowly.
He gently pinched the rim of the cup between his thumb and forefinger; he had already drunk about half of the tea. Only a small dish of ordinary snacks sat on the table. He occasionally glanced out the window, but most of the time he just sat quietly, no different from any other ordinary guest resting alone.
Just then, footsteps sounded outside the restaurant. The curtain was lifted, and a cultivator stepped into the hall. The person by the window continued to hold the teacup.
But the moment he saw the newcomer's face, a faint excitement still welled up inside him. Hua An, one of the Soul Thrall under Hua Yin's command.
That flicker of excitement came quickly, but faded even faster, not even reaching his eyes. He maintained the same expression he had when drinking tea, his eyebrows not raised, his eyelids not blinking, and the two fingers holding the teacup without the slightest hesitation. The teacup was brought to his lips, he took a small sip as usual, and then naturally placed it back on the table.
The cup touched the table lightly with a soft thud. No one noticed him, including Hua An, who had just entered.
After entering the shop, Hua An glanced around the lobby, his expression quite relaxed. He clearly didn't notice anything suspicious, casually picked a table with an empty seat, strode over and sat down, then waved to the busy waiter.
"Come here." "Coming, sir!" The waiter quickly went to greet him, a practiced smile plastered on his face.
Hua An leaned back in his chair, tapped his fingers twice on the table, seemingly in a good mood, and said, "First, bring me two jugs of good wine, then order a few of your specialty dishes. Don't try to fool me with ordinary stuff."
"Alright! Please wait a moment, sir, the food and wine will be here shortly!" The waiter replied and withdrew.
Before long, two jugs of wine were served.
Hua An picked up one of the pots, lifted the lid, and smelled it. His brows immediately relaxed. He poured himself a full cup, picked it up, and drank it all in one gulp. After the wine went down his throat, he let out a long breath, leaned back, and gently twirled the wine glass in his fingertips.
Soon, several steaming dishes were placed on the table one after another. Hua An was obviously ready to have a good drink. He picked up a piece of food and put it in his mouth, then poured himself a full glass of wine. His attention was completely focused on the food and wine in front of him.
A few tables away, the ordinary-looking man was still drinking tea, but at this moment—his eyes gleamed slightly, almost imperceptibly.
That slight change didn't even last a full breath.
Then, he lowered his eyes, naturally picked up the teapot with his right hand, and added some tea to his cup. The tea slowly dripped down the side of the cup, and as he looked down, his gaze naturally swept over the table, the customers at the next table, and the figures of the waiters coming and going, finally bringing Hua An into his peripheral vision from an angle that no one could notice.
He didn't stare for long, didn't deliberately turn to the side, didn't make any purposeful movements, and didn't even look directly at Hua An. Hua An raised her cup, and he served tea.
As Hua An picked up some food, he occasionally glanced out the window. When the waiter passed between two tables, he would naturally lower his head and fiddle with the lid of his cup. When someone in the room laughed loudly, he would only slightly raise his eyes in response to the reactions of the few customers around him.
All the movements blended into the already noisy and relaxed atmosphere of the restaurant, and no one noticed anything unusual. The cultivators at the next table were unaware, and the passing waiters were oblivious.
No one in the hall lingered on him for even a moment longer.
Hua An herself was completely unaware of it.
He remained seated, drinking and eating, looking relaxed. Occasionally, he would even take a few extra bites of food because he liked it. He was completely unaware that several tables away, an ordinary cultivator who looked like he could be easily lost in a crowd had silently focused all his attention on him.
Outside the window, the lights of Returning Light Heavenly City flickered, and the restaurant was filled with the smell of alcohol. The man picked up his teacup, took a small sip, and behind the rim of the cup, a faint glimmer of light flashed in the depths of his otherwise unremarkable eyes before disappearing completely. He sat there quietly, observing Hua An.