Chapter 694: A Meng's Arrival

Three times in a row, Ke Lai En summoned nothing; on the fourth attempt he finally felt he might succeed, but the next instant he grasped at empty air.

Then he saw A Meng reach out and pull a very familiar figure from the void, but immediately He made that figure vanish in less than the blink of an eye.

He directly stole the historical projection I summoned—this is absurd. He is not a clone; He is A Meng's true form!

Just as a thought flickered, he heard A Meng's voice: "'Black Night' is not convenient for divine descent now, that brute is injured again; isn't it normal for My true self to have come to Bei Ke Lan De?"

Ke Lai En swallowed saliva, remained silent, and could only pray silently in his heart that someone would soon notice the problem on his side.

The goddess should already know, but as A Meng said, the goddess is not convenient for divine descent now; Lady A Li An Na and A Er and their companions who came over are only historical projections, limited in power by my influence. The more Ke Lai En contemplated his situation, the more desperate he felt.

"How did you find me?"

He tried to converse with A Meng to stall while he discontinued the maintenance of the historical projection of Lei Ke Dun, which would both signal to the other side that he had a problem and prompt Cha La Tu to arrive quickly, creating a tug with A Meng.

A Meng lifted his hand, adjusted the single lens over his right eye, and said in a leisurely tone:

"You needn't probe so indirectly; you can try to flee and resist. The longer you interact with me, the more things vanish from you—starting with a thought, then an extraordinary ability, then a destiny, then the 'Source Fortress'. Give me enough time, and I can steal any existing thing or concept."

Ke Lai En's complexion darkened; he didn't know how much of A Meng's words were true, but the theft of his thoughts and extraordinary abilities was certainly real. By the time he finished speaking, he had already lost several extraordinary abilities, including 'Fire Manipulation', 'Underwater Breathing', and 'Paper as Soldiers'.

This is scarier than Pa Lie Si; if He hadn't brought it up, I would never have noticed, nor would I have thought in that direction—this is thought theft, right? Terrifying! "You indeed know Pa Lie Si; I should have spent more time with Him back then, perhaps I could have found you earlier."

While A Meng spoke, Ke Lai En tried to swap places with the newly transformed secret companions around him, but no matter how he moved, he could never get farther than two meters from A Meng.

It seemed that each time he swapped positions with a secret companion, A Meng deceived him, reverting him to his original spot, preventing him from leaving.

He attempted flame leaping, but had already lost the ability to ignite fire, and any projection pulled from the historical void was instantly stolen by A Meng as soon as it succeeded.

Silently, the surrounding light dimmed slightly, and A Li An Na's figure emerged nearby. After encountering A Meng, Ke Lai En kept that historical projection alive, hoping the goddess would indirectly aid him.

Close behind was an elderly man in a black robe with a hood, his eyes dark as lightless water, and a long, dense white beard framing his face.

The elder, upon appearing, whispered in Giant Tongue: "I wish."

The surrounding spacetime warped instantly, as if he were in the starry sky, completely cut off from the outside; even information could not be exchanged.

This is a Divine Realm, or rather just its prototype; can a 'Miracle Master' use a wish like this? Ke Lai En stared around in bewilderment, the Mysterious Secret Realm enveloping him as well, making it hard to flee amid the chaos; he could only try to lower his presence and wait for a suitable moment.

The moment the elder appeared, he recognized the other—Cha La Tu, who had been lying in ambush within the historical mist, whose aura was conspicuous.

As a qualified 'Diviner', Cha La Tu's presence here cannot be his true self, so I cannot enter the historical mist now, lest I become food for Cha La Tu. Why didn't I think of the historical mist earlier, A Meng? How many of my thoughts has He stolen? While Ke Lai En pondered, he saw three familiar figures appear beside Cha La Tu: Luo Sai Er from the Great Emperor era, the founder of Luen, Wei Lian Ao Gu Si Du I, and the 'Shen Nie' Si E A.

The historical projection summoned by Cha La Tu is somewhat more realistic than mine, or rather, its contained power and traits are more comprehensive.

While Ke Lai En was pondering, A Li An Na reached into the deep darkness and drew a bone sword covered with strange patterns; the profound darkness surged behind her like a tide, rapidly closing in on A Meng.

Surrounded by attacks from several angelic-level historical projections, A Meng remained unruffled, calmly pinching the single lens over his right eye.

Above His head floated a weathered, stone-carved wall-clock illusion.

The hand on the wall-clock illusion moved one notch clockwise, and a deep, resonant chime rang instantly.

Boom! An indescribable invisible torrent surged forth, as if traversing endless history, instantly sweeping everything around.

Silently, everything around vanished, whether it was A Li An Na's historical projection that Ke Lai En had summoned earlier, or Cha La Tu and the projections He summoned; they all disappeared.

A Meng looked at Ke Lai En rather relaxed, smiling, and said:

"To deal with such clearly limited existences, simply steal the time they exist."

The highly contaminating babble caused Ke Lai En to lose all thought for a moment.

Inside the first ruin where Qiao Zhi San Shi had completely collapsed, wave after wave of information streams materialized from nothing, rapidly reconstituting Beiernadai's body.

She used the temporary ability granted by the 'Hidden Sage' to open the tomb's gate, preparing to retrieve the traits and uniqueness from Qiao Zhi San Shi. After A Meng and the hidden angels departed, she was not alone in the tomb; He Mi Si, the 'Seer' who had behaved oddly in the earlier melee, also arrived.

Noticing Beiernadai's arrival, the angel of the mental realm showed little change in expression and said gently:

"So it's you. Back in that organization, I was fairly acquainted with your father; he was a good and interesting person, aside from being overly curious and not very lucky."

"I have dealt with the 'Hidden Sage' before; your aura bears His, conspicuously, as if deliberately informing me."

After a pause, He smiled and asked, "Do you intend to take the traits from Qiao Zhi San Shi?"

Beiernadai gave a gentle nod, her gaze steady on He Mi Si, awaiting his next words.

He Mi Si tentatively suggested, "How about each of us taking a portion? This place isn't suitable for prolonged stay or contest."

"Fine," Beiernadai replied calmly, nodding.

Her goal was clear: seize the uniqueness of the Black Emperor, which would help her father resurrect faster; once the uniqueness is obtained, the remaining three sequences of extraordinary traits will spontaneously converge.

As the words fell, a swiftly forming, slowly rotating cluster of Star Sand gathered in the palm of her right hand.

One star after another materialized, dense and dazzling.

The stars floated around, shedding beam after beam, converging into a grand Light Giant Pillar that enveloped the black sludge formed by Qiao Zhi San Shi's collapse, causing it to dissolve under starlight and rapidly disintegrate.

He Mi Si's eyes turned into pale gold vertical pupils, and a near‑roaring, whimpering wind echoed around, seeming both from reality and from illusion.

The sound, imbued with strong will, continuously struck and weakened the lingering mad spirit within the sludge.

Gradually, the pure, clear starlight around gained a golden hue, becoming increasingly intense and bright.

From the sludge after Qiao Zhi San Shi's collapse, dark‑red specks continuously emerged, growing in number until they almost covered the entire tomb floor.

At a certain instant, an abstract entity separated from that puddle of sludge.

Beiernadai's figure instantly became ethereal, breaking into successive streams of pure, chaotic information that surged rapidly, stirring an informational storm within the tomb.

A massive influx of chaotic information flooded his mind, causing He Mi Si to lose consciousness for a moment; when He recovered, Beiernadai had already departed.

He Mi Si glanced around and whispered, "Took the uniqueness."

While speaking, He applied influence to the residual spirit imprint within the extracted extraordinary traits, accelerating their convergence.

Almost as the traits converged, He saw the not‑fully‑well Wei Lian Ao Gu Si Du I arrive at the tomb.

A fierce wind roared suddenly, and an invisible, transparent breath fell toward Wei Lian Ao Gu Si Du I.

Regardless of whether his attack hit, He Mi Si's body swelled, transforming into a gray‑white giant dragon, carrying the extracted traits into the mental realm.

After He Mi Si left, Wei Lian Ao Gu Si Du I, expression numb, approached Qiao Zhi San Shi's corpse and swallowed the sludge bite by bite.

His originally deep‑blue eyes slowly emitted dark‑red light, and his aura grew increasingly imposing, chaotic, and twisted, as if on the brink of madness.

Downstream of the Ta Suo Ke River, A Meng retracted all his scattered duplicates, and his aura became ever more unfathomable.

Glancing toward Beikelande's direction, A Meng let out a low laugh and said:

"Chala Tu actually doesn't dare to come in true form; indeed, you 'diviners' are all cowards. If you don't divinate beforehand, you wouldn't even know whether to step out with your left foot or right foot."

"You don't need to wait. By my side, your messenger can't detect any problem, and that 'Death Chancellor' likewise. 'The Night' has already acted once; it won't risk striking from afar again."

As it spoke, Kelei En's body, uncontrolled, followed behind, and the two silhouettes quickly vanished from the spot.

(End of chapter)