Chapter 511: An Unexpected Interruption

Brilliant fireworks exploded in the sky, instantly lighting up the dark heavens.

They were dazzling when blooming, yet after the bloom, only the scent of the explosion remained.

It was like a viewing platform that had lost its purpose after dinner.

Three hours passed, it was time to sleep, and everyone had returned to their rooms to rest.

The day's chaotic play had left everyone exhausted; so much had happened in one day that everyone needed time to recover.

Of course, Ren Amamiya was no exception.

He too needed rest now.

Today had been quite an exhilarating experience for him; he had completed his promotion on the Sequence, but for the path of the Sequence, this was merely the beginning.

He still needed to keep a calm mindset.

Wearing a bathrobe, Ren Amamiya stood before the glass door facing the outdoors, gazing at the quiet night, his mood unusually serene.

The joy from the successful promotion slowly subsided into calmness.

In fact, he could have used the soothing gift of the River of Eternal Darkness to calm his mind and soul, but Ren Amamiya felt a strange sensation today, an inexplicable urge compelling him to let natural time cool his heightened emotions.

His spirituality inexplicably sensed a powerful resonance.

The intense resonance brought by the Netherworld Palace caused Ren Amamiya to adjust for a moment before entering the Netherworld Palace.

His consciousness projected inside, yet this time he did not enter the interior of the Netherworld Palace, but rather a gate shrouded in mist.

Ren Amamiya tentatively placed his hand on the gate.

An inexplicable inspiration made the corners of his mouth curl upward slightly.

"Interesting."

He sensed that this gate made of mist was also part of the Netherworld Palace. No, more accurately, it was a part that had originally been severed.

The Primordial Matter possesses a self-repairing nature; even if torn, it can restore itself to its complete form. However, even if torn, only the previous holder could master it. Furthermore, the existence capable of tearing the Primordial Matter was not any of the Pillars, but the Primordial One, far beyond the Pillars.

So, is the Netherworld Palace I received also a severed part?

Carrying this speculation, Ren Amamiya gently pushed open the gate before him.

"Creak, creak, creak, creak!"

Although the gate was made of the mist of the Netherworld Palace, opening it felt like opening an old, long-unused, ancient gate.

Behind the gate, a scene appeared before his eyes, similar to yet different from his Netherworld Palace.

What delighted Ren Amamiya was that several people were already seated before the long table, and the man in the main seat, whose facial details were hidden by the Netherworld Palace yet whom he could see clearly.

"Heh~ hehe~ hahahaha~"

The inexplicable excitement and joy in his heart made Ren Amamiya almost unable to control his laughter.

He could have used the Clown to control himself, yet he did not; instead, he laughed aloud like a clown.

"Interesting... indeed, truly interesting~"

At that very moment, that laughter, like the babbling of an Ancient God, made everyone present feel intense discomfort, and a sensation as if they were about to lose control at any moment.

The man seated in the main position felt this change most clearly.

He was surprised by the sudden guest above the gray mist, and even more surprised by the inexplicable, loss-of-control-like sensation brought by the other's emotional shift.

Although suppressed by the gray mist, that feeling was still particularly obvious.

The sensation of surging blood and vitality, of spirituality about to burst forth from the mind, made the man extremely uncomfortable.