Chapter 798 - 154: Already Dead
The Titan Shadow reached out with one hand toward the Divine Spirit’s flesh muck body, the movement slow and steady, carrying an unparalleled power.
The entire space changed with it, twisting around the palm, forming wave-like folds, like a silk scarf spread out on a table.
Power itself is a most pure rule.
This was an instant in time, very short yet very long, as he felt countless active consciousnesses, the lingering souls of innumerable Titan Humans.
"I didn’t expect it to be a human."
An ancient voice echoed by his ear, as if from time immemorial, honed by the constant washing of time, finely ground like grains of sand that brush past edges, colliding softly, producing minute sounds.
Su Changxing felt a stir in his heart, realizing this must be the main consciousness left within the Titan Shadow, mirroring what he looked like in life.
"Mi is dead?"
"Are you referring to that mixed-blood Titan Human?"
"Yes. So you didn’t know his name."
"Perhaps I did, but I’m just a remnant soul and cannot remember."
"Was that a necessary condition?"
"Not exactly, there are many conditions, countless paths forward in time, and countless matching conditions; but under certain circumstances, only one condition is met."
Su Changxing listened and felt a sudden insight in his mind, understanding the surrounding matters on another level, and continued:
"So all of this was doomed, or rather, planned by you?"
The ancient voice spoke again: "No, no, no, it was neither planned nor foreseen by me, but thorough preparation for every possibility."
Su Changxing asked: "So, what do you need me to do now? It can’t be for me to kill this Divine Spirit; this Titan Shadow shouldn’t possess such great power."
The war in the Ninth Dimension happened during the twilight of the Titan Humans, when most had already fallen, including the powerful Titan Humans who could rival Divine Spirits.
"It’s to kill it! Chaos only leads to more chaos, and a chaotic Divine Spirit will cause innumerable worlds to collapse and result in even greater problems. So it must be killed, no matter what!"
Su Changxing furrowed his brows: "He is on the other end of the void, existing in another space."
The ancient voice echoed again: "This Titan Shadow’s power is beyond your imagination, coming from an even older era, from my ancestors, surpassing most Divine Spirits in strength."
"I tell you this just to prepare you mentally, as we are about to fully unleash the Titan Shadow’s power,"
As the Titan Shadow’s hand approached the flesh muck body, it continually became more solid, no longer semi-transparent, like a living Titan Human, with awe-inspiring majesty dominating the entire land.
The flesh muck body formed by the Divine Spirit’s arm remained motionless, unable to move, this was an absolute power-level suppression, akin to the crushing force of a High-Sequence Insect Race on Su Changxing.
The Divine Spirit reaching out from the other end of the void stood frozen, emitting an incredible consciousness, akin to a mouse cornered by a fierce cat.
It was a scene beyond description.
Su Changxing could not directly describe it, as if a fist had punched through numerous spaces, penetrating the Divine Spirit’s body, hitting like a sponge soaked with water, heavy and dense.
In fact, he wasn’t controlling the Titan Shadow, merely providing a bit of guidance, with Faith as the price.
Su Changxing did not know how the Titan Shadow would originally operate, but due to the Divine Text patterns set by that Divine Spirit, he became the Titan Shadow’s guide, and the price of guidance was also Faith.
In this process, the Faith he accumulated was massively consumed until that punch solidly landed on that Divine Spirit, completely exhausting it.
He felt the hit but did not kill the Divine Spirit, nor knew the result.
"Didn’t kill it." Su Changxing said in his heart.
The ancient voice said: "I never said it could immediately kill him, but when that fist was thrown and hit him, his death was already fated."
Su Changxing felt puzzled: "How does it kill him?"
The ancient voice said: "I do not know either, only the cause and effect, the process is not important."
In the sky, the Titan Human’s body once again turned phantom, becoming semi-transparent, then began to disintegrate, crumbling apart, like collapsing blocks, faster and faster, until it all fell apart with a crash.
Su Changxing felt himself drop into an incomparably deep well, surrounded by stars, as if falling into the Galaxy.
"Am I in the Sea of Knowledge?" Su Changxing looked around and asked somewhat puzzled.
"Yes. This place once gathered boundless knowledge, but unfortunately, it’s all gone now."
"What about my body?" Su Changxing looked down but could not see his body, only emptiness, as if he now only had a pair of eyes.
"Long gone, the Divine Spirit killed you long before, he was truly mad, trying to use your consciousness to reach here, nearly succeeded."
Su Changxing felt a sense of bewilderment, recalling past events, finding it unbelievable, as if he had overlooked many details, everything seemed unreal.
Yes, it was all false afterward; they were killed the moment that Divine Spirit appeared.
Yet none of them had realized this kind of death.
"Is Mi alive?"
"She was the only living one when she arrived here, I believe you understand, maybe you already understood but were unwilling to admit it. You are an extremely clever human, perhaps even a... Half god."
"Is she dead now too?"
"Yes, but compared to you all, she died more thoroughly, leaving nothing behind. But for a Titan Human, dying in a great war is considered an honor."
Su Changxing was desolate, with a faint bitter smile: "No wonder, so death was fated, we were doomed to die when we came here."
The ancient voice spoke again: "Not entirely, for some special reason, you still retain your soul, while the others really are dead."
Su Changxing paused, turned to see a figure walking toward him, an old hunchbacked man, not tall, with a head of white hair but no eyeballs: "What does it mean?"
The old man revealed a terrifying smile, his wrinkled face bearing black horn-like protrusions: "I can resurrect you, consider it a reward for your bravery. For me, it’s not a difficult task."
Su Changxing hesitated: "Are there conditions?"
The old man simply said: "Indeed, you are the same as always, you have already paid the related price, so there are no additional conditions."
"Those who came with you, I’ll revive them too, resurrecting them is not much trouble."
"However, I cannot resurrect you in the Ninth Dimension, I will follow your original trajectory and revive you in your original world."
Su Changxing thought for a moment and asked: "Why?"
"Why?" The old man stared at him, almost as if to open his eyes, this scene incredibly eerie, from any angle.
Su Changxing naturally said: "Why can’t we be resurrected in the Ninth Dimension?"
The old man’s lips seemed to curl into a faint smile, saying: "Do you really care about this? Being resurrected should already be good enough?"
Su Changxing thought the other would not answer, and then changed his tone: "If you don’t want to say, it’s okay. I thought it was an inconsequential topic."
He felt in conversations with such entities, certain things should be avoided, as his life and death were in their hands, so it was best not to do anything out of line.
The old man shook his head, calmly stating: "This relates to certain rules, you died in that space, so you can no longer be resurrected there, nor can you approach it again."
"Divine Spirits aren’t necessarily powerful, but they are indeed hard to kill permanently, as they exist across many spaces. To fully kill them, one must completely erase them from every space."
"...And I’ve forgotten, the inherited consciousness has so much information, ha-ha, compared to you, I am truly dead, with no possibility of living again."
"But perhaps that doesn’t matter anymore."
Su Changxing pondered and said: "There’s a serious problem even if you resurrect me, I might still die again."