"Donghuang's relic? Why, White Yaksha, are you interested in that too? "
"Of course."
White Yaksha nodded without hesitation.
"You also know that Donghuang was once the Sun God, and I am the Star Spirit of the Sun. What's so strange about me being interested in Donghuang's relic? "
Eight-cloud Ink nodded. "That's true."
He raised his hand, and a dark golden ball of light suddenly appeared in his palm.
"… Hmm?"
White Yaksha frowned slightly.
"Strange, it feels a little different."
"Oh, you actually noticed it."
"Don't think of me as too stupid. After all, I'm the strongest ruler of the East District!"
"But you played enough soy sauce in Pest's game for everyone in the East District to use for a year."
"Woo woo woo!"
White Yaksha glared at Eight-cloud Ink fiercely.
"Alright, alright, let's stop joking. Just as you felt, I've already removed part of the [thing] in this ball of light. "
"… What?"
"The remaining power of the World of Evil Shadows."
Eight-cloud Ink threw the ball of light into White Yaksha's arms.
"After returning, I carefully examined it. Other than the purest power of the sun, there's also a weak power mixed in."
"I once heard some legends about the World of Evil Shadows from someone in my world. That power is completely consistent with the various rumors I've heard."
"It's not violent or evil. It's the purest power that belongs to the Evil Shadows. I can't describe it accurately because there's no so-called good or evil in power itself. "
"However, the power from the World of Evil Shadows can indeed bewitch people. If I wasn't one with the Jianmu, I would probably be affected quite a bit."
"Is that so?"
White Yaksha pondered and looked down at the ball of light in his hand.
Eight-cloud Ink asked again, "Speaking of which, how much do you know about the Evil Shadows?"
"… I only know that it's something that only ordinary beings who are born without any supernatural abilities, such as humans and other races, can possess. It's said that everyone has their own Evil Shadow, and the opposite of the normal world is the World of Evil Shadows, where all the Evil Shadows gather."
"And once all humans retrieve their evil shadows and become true, complete 'humans', it will be the end of the gods."
"It's not just the end of the gods."
Eight-cloud Ink shook its head and said.
"It should be called the end of the world. All the worlds will collapse in an instant. Why do you think the ordinary creatures of this world are naturally separated from their own evil shadows? Isn't it because the basic rules of every world do this to maintain their own stability? "
"Although I said that Wraith's power does not differentiate between good and evil, Wraith does — — everything has its opposite. If there is good, there is evil. If there is good, there is evil. If there is good, there is evil.
Eight-cloud Ink held a teacup and stroked her long hair with one hand.
"The more righteous and kind a person is, the more evil and terrifying their opposing Evil Shadow will be. That's right, everyone's Evil Shadow is actually the complete opposite of him."
"In this way, the most harmless Evil Shadows are actually the mediocre, neither good nor evil humans. We should be glad that such people make up the majority. Otherwise, the World of Evil Shadows would be even more terrifying. "
"I have a guess —"
"What guess?" White Yaksha blinked.
"In the box, the residents who have been summoned from the outside world and have been blessed are the existences who have naturally retrieved part of their Evil Shadow power. The gods both coveted and feared this power, so … "
"… So Donghuang personally entered the World of Evil Shadows?"
Eight-cloud Ink nodded. "I think so. In this Donghuang relic, other than the purest power of the sun and the power of the Evil Shadow, there is something else inside. It's just that I can't accurately distinguish what it is now. If I want to complete the analysis, I probably have to go back to the Fantasy Land. After all, the main body of the Builder Tree is there. "
"… Perhaps, there is another way?"
White Yaksha suddenly revealed a mysterious smile.
"Hmm?"
"If, I mean if we can find someone who has existed since that era until now, perhaps you don't have to go back to the Fantasy Land to analyze what else is inside."
"Other than those gods who covet this thing, who else is there? I can't go to them, right? "
"… Of course there is."
White Yaksha clapped his hands.
"I more or less know a little about the great wilderness back then. Where do you think this information came from?"
Eight-cloud Ink fell silent.
After thinking for a while, he said, "It's impossible for the gods to be directly ruled out. We won't look for them. Then, the only ones we can think of … are the top powerhouses among the humans back then, those mighty figures who broke through the shackles of life?"
"Smart!"
"Who is it? You have to know that there is also a person like this in the Fantasy Land (Sikong Mo), but he also doesn't know much. "
"Don't be so anxious. Just follow me."
White Yaksha clapped his hands again.
Eight-cloud Ink could sense that the surrounding space had suddenly changed.
Although this room had not changed, they were no longer at the outermost layer of the box.
"Welcome to the fourth floor of the box, the 3,584th Outer Gate [That and Yes] branch."
⑧
It was an antique building complex.
It was different from the Japanese style. It was also different from the Huaxia style in Eight-cloud Ink's image.
However, they were all buildings with cornices and arches.
The glazed golden tiles sparkled in the sun. This building complex seemed to be a palace floating in the sky.
In front of the huge door that seemed to be a memorial arch, rows of flags had the same pattern.
In front of the door, a black-haired man in a golden robe saw Eight-cloud Ink and White Yaksha suddenly appear and immediately walked forward.
"So it's Lord White Yaksha. May I know what business you have here today?"
"Report that I want to see Mu Shan."
"This …"
The man seemed to be in a difficult position.
"… Leader, now …"
"I want to see Mu Shan."
White Yaksha repeated. The man standing in front of her, whose aura had suddenly changed, could not help but break out in cold sweat.
"… I understand. Please wait a moment!"
After the man went in to report, Eight-cloud Ink asked, "Where is this?"
"Well, the headquarters of the community [Yun Lu]."
"Yun Lu?"
Eight-cloud Ink had heard of this name from Sikong Mo.
Just as he was about to ask more —
"Aiyaya, what a rare guest."
A woman in a flowing dress flew over on an auspicious cloud.
⑧
This was a room that was several times more luxurious than White Yaksha's room.
Eight-cloud Ink and White Yaksha knelt on one side while the woman named Mu Shan sat opposite.
From the beginning, Mu Shan's gaze had been on Eight-cloud Ink.
This woman … Although she still retained the attribute of a [Human], she was no longer limited by her lifespan.
In other words, she had become an immortal.
"My humble house is simple and crude. Please forgive me for my negligence."
"If your place is simple and crude, then wouldn't my place be a horse shed?"
White Yaksha rolled his eyes.
When Mu Shan heard that, she pursed her lips and chuckled. "We can only make these places more magnificent."
"… Okay, okay. I don't want to listen to your clichés. Yayun, you say it."
"Ah?"
"What ah! She's the person I told you about. "
Eight-cloud Ink nodded. After thinking for a while, he said to Mu Shan, "May I ask … Who were you in the [Cloud Lu Immortal Residence] in the great wilderness?"
Cloud Lu Immortal Residence?
Mu Shan's body suddenly paused.
After a long time, she laughed out loud.
"Really … I haven't heard this name for many years. I didn't expect to hear it again today."
After tidying up her sleeves, Mu Shan said to Eight-cloud Ink seriously, "I'm Mu Shan.
I'm the last sect master of the destroyed Cloud Lu Immortal Residence. Who are you? "
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