A moment ago, the deity stepped out from the ancient hall, treading on the dark red soil. He looked up, gazing at the vast blue planet, his eyes slightly narrowed. He was waiting in silence.
Not much time had passed before the red moon slowly circled over the Eastern Hong Kingdom. Chen Xiang opened the Eye of the Thinker, and seven eyes across three heads burst forth with divine light, activating the ability to "Observe." He lightly tapped his time staff, and the once distant realm suddenly felt as close as the palm of his hand—Eastern Hong Kingdom, then Tianchuan Province, followed by Tianchuan City, all focusing in his seven eyes.
Standing on the red moon, Chen Xiang saw the tallest building in Tianchuan City, and a middle-aged man holding Wei Tuantuan's hand.
[Wei Shu: Wei Clan royalty, brother of the Eastern Hong Kingdom's ruler, the废王 (废王, deposed king), and 庶王 (庶王, illegitimate king).]
This was simple information, just like Wei Tuantuan herself; the middle-aged man was enveloped in the heavy fortune of the Wei family, with an extremely rare outflow of information.
"It seems I need to advance further," Chen Xiang mused, lowering his eyelids. With six arms spread wide, he channeled the ethereal light of the void and the deep sigh of hell, accompanied by the splendor of origins and the long lament of oblivion. His skeletal wings trembled, summoning the purity of the red moon and receiving the baptism of this ancient star!
The remnant spirit of the red moon awakened, causing it to tremble slightly, the dark red soil rolling as if soaked in endless blood. This moon—or rather, this blood-stained, collapsed sun—was exerting its full effort. The vast starlight of the entire red moon suddenly concentrated, all converging onto Chen Xiang, while the ethereal void within his skeletal wings began to assimilate little by little. Chen Xiang's soul origin surged explosively!!
At this moment, the fourth tier, the Star Realm, was achieved. The deity was one step closer to his former imperial throne. Chen Xiang silently felt the grand transformation of his spiritual body; under the starlight baptism, his spiritual body, like a shell, clung to the thin yet genuine essence of divinity! He let out a soft sigh; his soul had begun to take shape, resonating with this ancient star!
"Not enough. Still not enough." The fortune of the Wei royal family was even greater than Chen Xiang had imagined. He deduced that there was likely a true god seated within this family, and that the royal family's fortune seemed linked to the entire Eastern Hong Kingdom's fate! "I can be stronger."
The tremors of the red moon intensified slightly, and a brief message entered Chen Xiang's vision.
[The red moon has decided to assist its father god.]
[At all costs.]
[This is the last faint act the red moon can do after its death.]
As this information was discerned, the entire moon trembled even more violently. The dark red soil beneath Chen Xiang's feet split apart, revealing the core within the red moon beneath the dark earth! A massive, pitch-black, dead, and withered star core.
[This is the red moon's star core, the heart that had long since stopped beating.]
'Thump!'
The star core seemed to pulse once.
'Thump! Thump! Thump!'
It was indeed beating again. The heart of the deceased was beating anew, for its father.
A torrent of essence surged into Chen Xiang's body like a flood, causing his spiritual body to undergo an unprecedented metamorphosis!! The ethereal void was completely assimilated; this forbidden item had entirely belonged to Chen Xiang. The seven seeds of authority began to resonate, and as Chen Xiang closed all seven eyes, he transformed into an indefinite chaos that encompassed all possibilities and probabilities!
With each heartbeat, the core of the red moon thumped in sync with Chen Xiang's heart, growing stronger, their connection deepening! At this moment, Chen Xiang felt he was the red moon. He was the corpse of this great being.
All shadows on the red moon writhed as the ethereal void between his skeletal wings erupted. Shadows and ethereal colors merged, and Chen Xiang once again transformed into a swirling chaos, blending into the hues of the ethereal and shadows! That great eye, overshadowing the entire moon, turned into a massive pupil, gazing down at the hemisphere of the blue planet!
This was Chen Xiang's form. A scattered message was perceived by him.
[Your legend degree is increasing, your legend degree is increasing, your legend degree is increasing.]
Endless vast information crashed into Chen Xiang's spiritual body, shattering it, yet the resolute power within the red moon repeatedly healed the fragmented spirit.
[He is exhausting everything to create a foundation for you to reclaim the high throne.]
[He has exhausted all; the remnant spirit is faint, leaving only the last trace of minuscule, imperceptible will and power.]
[You are undergoing metamorphosis.]
[Your legend degree is increasing.]
[You are evolving.]
[You are evolving.]
.........
In the capital of Eastern Hong Kingdom.
In a quiet courtyard, Wei Qingqiu stared blankly at the great eye in the sky, feeling as if it was looking at her, gazing intently. It was a familiar feeling, like that of an old friend.
Suddenly snapped out of her daze, Wei Qingqiu shook her head violently and sighed softly, "This world is becoming increasingly bizarre."
A maid appeared in the courtyard, having looked up at the enormous eye with a mix of fear and confusion before turning to Wei Qingqiu and saying softly, "Your Highness, you should sleep now; tomorrow you must get up early to greet the other princes."
The sudden change of the red moon and that giant eye were indeed chilling, but when the sky fell, there would be someone tall to support it; such a colossal change seemed forever disconnected from her, so there was no need to pay attention.
"I don't want to sleep," Wei Qingqiu replied nonchalantly.
"Your Highness, that is not up to you," the maid said calmly, gesturing for her to follow. The seventh princess before her was no longer the same as the past; defeat in the struggle led to such an outcome. In a while, the seventh princess would be sent to the Mist Sea, sacrificed to the terrifying taboo. This was the price of failure.
......
In the Great City.
At this moment, the Great City had not completely fallen into night, yet the twin moons had risen above the horizon, revealing the massive eye floating at the skyline.
"It's becoming increasingly unstable." Chen Shaoyan stood by the window, gazing out, her expression growing worried. Beside her, Chen Xin spoke softly, "Sister, let's postpone the plan to set sail for now?"
"No." Chen Shaoyan shook her head firmly. "I've been preparing for six years; everything is in place. I must find my little brother."
According to official statements, a terrifying natural disaster had struck the Outer Third Ring, tearing the entire area apart and casting it into the depths of the Mist Sea. The Chen siblings believed their little brother had also fallen into the depths of the Mist Sea along with the Outer Third Ring.
For six years, she had been preparing for the voyage into the Mist Sea.
"After I leave." Chen Shaoyan stared at the giant eye gradually rising in the sky, feeling strangely no fear but rather a sense of intimacy.
She said softly, "After I leave, I'll leave Xiao Saleng in your care. Remember, don't think about climbing higher; stability is the greatest happiness."
Chen Xin's nose felt slightly sour. "Sister, I'll go with you to find our little brother!"
"What about Xiao Saleng?" Chen Shaoyan shook her head in refusal. "He can't take care of himself alone and won't be able to survive in the Great City."
After a pause, she added, "For these last few days before we set sail, I'll take him to school every day. Whether we'll see each other again after that is still a question."
Chen Xin fell into silence.
In the next room, Lu Saleng, heavily gazing at the giant eye in the sky, also seemed a bit lost in thought. Should he stop her? He hesitated.
......
Deep in the Mist Sea.
The enormous ghost ship moved through the towering waves as if walking on flat ground. Eighty-four thousand crows circled around the ghost ship, while giant scarecrows over a hundred meters tall emerged from the sea. Green flames ignited on the ghost ship, and the captain, wielding a curved blade, stood silently on the deck!
Two terrifying legends, realities of taboo, stood in confrontation; as their energies clashed, monstrous waves surged, and the war between terrors was on the brink of eruption once again!
Suddenly, both terrifying legends standing at the pinnacle of the world raised their heads simultaneously, gazing at the red moon in the sky, staring at the gigantic eye that obscured the entire moon!
"What is that...?" The ghost captain's expression tightened, unconsciously gripping his curved blade. The eighty-four thousand crows ceased their cries, and the enormous scarecrow also fell into stillness.
The more powerful one was, the more alarmed they became. "The red moon has undergone a tremendous change," the scarecrow croaked. "Old ghost, how about we call it a day? I'm in a hurry; someone keeps urging me every day, and it's quite annoying."
The ghost captain cast a grave glance at the giant eye in the sky, then lowered his gaze to the huge scarecrow, sneering, "Call it a day?" He scoffed, and the green ghostly flames on the ghost ship surged, propelling the warship forward to violently crash into the massive scarecrow!
The heavens shook and the earth trembled.
.........
Above the red moon.
[Your legend degree is increasing.]
[Your legend degree is increasing.]
[You are evolving.]
[Evolution complete.]
Transformed into a massive, distorted eye, Chen Xiang endured the torrent of vast information, finding it impossible to effectively capture these details—there were simply too many! That feeling of tearing, of shattering, that excruciating pain repeated endlessly in an instant!
He should have died. But within all probabilities, he found a way to live amid millions of dead ends, a lifeline brought by the red moon. This was a path to survival, as well as a road of great transformation.
[Your forbidden ability (Observation) has advanced further; you have obtained a new form.]
The distorted eye, equal in size to the red moon, gradually stabilized. From the gentle youth form of the [Mortal], to the [True Shepherd] bearing a cross with six arms and skeletal wings, and then to the [Indeterminate Chaos] of probability clouds, Chen Xiang evolved into his fourth form.
[Eye of the Creator]
At this moment, reality still did not exist because of his observation. But the Earth did.
"I," the massive distorted eye, the Eye of the Creator, muttered deeply, "I can destroy the entire Earth."