Chapter 368: The Will of the Primordial Witch

The murmuring voice from Yalina's mouth echoed in Rekton's ears; he froze instantly, his scalp tingling, an unfamiliar terror filling his chest and sweeping his mind.

No, this shouldn't be. The Primordial Witch—he felt his thoughts grow sluggish, the eyes that opened on his body constricting oddly, tinged with a grayish hue, as if slowly petrifying.

His thoughts and movements both lagged, his spirit also began to slow, as if sinking into a gradual, inevitable petrification.

He strained to thrust his right hand forward, trying to employ "The Emperor's New Clothes" to render himself nonexistent, yet only after a while did he manage a slight motion.

No. My thoughts quick—slow—turning with difficulty; he saw the eyes on Yalina's body stone one by one, with bits of flesh falling off her, striking the reef and sinking into the sea.

Her eyes gradually cleared, revealing a strange hue and an indescribable allure, as if she became the most beautiful being in the world, exuding an intensely terrifying pressure.

The Primordial Witch's thought just flickered; the scene before his eyes went completely black, his eyes fully petrified, leaving only specks of starlight drifting slowly, making a final struggle.

In the sky, a ray of light invisible to the naked eye surged from an unknown source, causing a certain degree of distortion across the Luosi Sea, and a massive, pure torrent of knowledge poured into the minds of every creature that beheld the light.

On the cliffs by the coast outside Baiyam, Kelei En was swept by the gale created by a floating sigil, carrying him above the cliff.

Huh— he let out a long breath, preparing to find a safe place to go above the gray mist.

His spirit was suddenly stirred; instinctively he tried to look up, but his own spirit warned him: "Do not look up, the sky is dangerous!"

A massive aura spread downward from the heights, bearing intense pressure and a terrifying presence, as if it would engulf everything.

What happened? This oppression seemed to be from the Hidden Sage. Has it descended? Not the brief, concealed, incomplete arrival in Beikelande, but its true form has descended upon the Luosi Archipelago!

Kelei En's mind churned with thoughts, a strong unease roiling within his heart.

Above the sea, the previously layered, heavy black clouds were instantly blown apart, and the dense silver‑white lightning vanished entirely.

Katelina Pei's figure staggered into view, her jet‑black, thick hair twisted a burnt yellow, with black smoke billowing repeatedly.

The pure white robe she wore had long been shredded by lightning, leaving only a tenth of a charred black shell; as intermittent silver‑white sparks erupted from her, the shell crumbled into fragments, revealing the pristine white skin beneath.

A faint glimmer flickered in her eyes, and ice instantly formed before her, creating a reflective surface that could mirror a silhouette; the mirror turned dim and eerie, seeming to conceal countless things and layers of space within.

Her body, as if without a solid form, slipped into it; the layered illusory world within the mirror contracted, the newly formed ice shattered instantly, turning into a spray of sparkling snowflakes that drifted away on the wind.

"Hmph!"

"Sea King" Yaen Kauteman noticed the scene, but merely let out a cold hum.

The swirling gale lifted his body; his expression was exceedingly solemn, eyes tightly shut, muttering the exalted name of the Lord of Storms.

"King of the Sky, Emperor of the Sea, Sovereign of Catastrophe, God of the Storm."

A descending evil god, only a true deity could oppose it.

His chant received no response from the Lord of Storms, yet another great being descended here.

Beneath the sea, one black, python‑like tentacle after another erupted, each tip bearing an eye, either closed or open.

The tentacles extended infinitely, instantly reaching the illusory light high above.

The illusory light composed of massive, pure knowledge twisted for a moment, showing a flash of gray‑white, but was quickly assimilated by surrounding knowledge and rapidly restored.

The whole sky suddenly brightened, unleashing a fierce electromagnetic storm that shattered all informational structures, dispersing the torrent‑like illusory light. Boom! Boom! Boom! Silver‑white bolts rained down, striking each black tentacle with precise, wrathful destructive force, scorching them to ash.

Then another gale rose, like countless razor blades, continuously slicing the tentacles until they were worn away completely.

As the final silver‑white strike fell onto the sea, the waters regained calm, the deep blue sky cleared of any cloud, and the sea breeze carried a warm, charred scent.

All of Baiyam—no, the entire Luosi Archipelago—was unusually silent; everyone prayed, some to the Lord of Storms, others to the sea god at a reef near Baiyam's coast, where the Lord of Storms' final lightning struck, landing upon Yalina, now possessed by the Primordial Will.

Her body instantly turned black and cracked; her crimson hair, flaring like a poisonous snake, instantly blackened and shattered, blown by the sea wind into a cloud of ash.

The surrounding reef was cleared by that silver‑white lightning; Rekton's petrified gray‑white statue was hurled by the massive impact, landing in the nearby sea and sinking slowly.

The specks of starlight flickering at the statue's eye sockets dimmed rapidly, almost vanishing.

As the gray‑white statue sank to the seabed, a shattered mirror fragment wedged among the reef suddenly glimmered with a dim light, as if linked to countless things and layered spaces, becoming a passage to the mirror world.

A pure white arm emerged from it, followed by a body; she seemed without substance as she easily passed through the mirror.

Her glossy jet‑black hair was simply tied up, and she bore a pair of blue eyes that were simultaneously mature and innocent, deep yet pure; ethereal and beautiful, she was the "White Saintess" Katelina Pei, returning to this sea.

She donned another pure white holy robe, turned her head toward the gray‑white statue at the seabed; as her gaze shifted, strands of her simply tied black hair loosened, connecting to invisible transparent threads.

With her thoughts, the transparent threads surged, binding the gray‑white statue and pulling it to her side.

She tried to send the gray‑white statue into the mirror world, but could never succeed.

Her eyes darkened slightly as she glanced toward the sea; the "Sea King" still watched the waters, and she could only return to the Heisi Hao from beneath the surface.

Inside the library deep within the spirit realm.

Tu Ba Ge and two Knowledge Rabbits sat side by side beneath a bookshelf, each leafing through a book.

"Little rabbit, you should go find him."

Mr. Huang stroked his withered yellow beard with one hand while holding a brilliantly golden book with the other; its golden cover and even the pages were a pale gold, etched with many strange symbols, yet bearing no title.

Tu Ba Ge looked up puzzled at the gentle old man, paused, then thoughtfully scratched his head and said:

"The boss said he'd come to fetch me; if he doesn't, then you take me to find him."

"I am the keeper of this library; I cannot leave at will. You must go find him yourself."

Mr. Huang gently shook his head and handed over the golden‑bound book he held.

"But—"

Tu Ba Ge hesitated, then hopped up from the ground, picking up a staff that lay nearby like a fresh branch, and took the golden‑bound book, cradling it to his chest.

He craned his neck toward Mr. Huang, about to speak, when the surroundings instantly transformed into a swirl of vivid colored lines that shot away.

A sharp nausea made him dizzy and his stomach churn, as if all the fruit he ate that morning were about to be vomited.

After a moment, the environment returned to normal; he had already returned from the deep spirit realm to the outskirts of Baiyam.

(End of Chapter)