Chapter 51 - In To The Ruins

"You are here?"

Andy froze, his heart thumped as he stared at the massive wall covered in Moses.

The broken sphere in his hand vibrated violently as if it was trying desperately to break free from his grasp.

"What was it?" Andy mumbled as his gaze was drawn to the broken sphere in his hand, which he gripped tightly. But then, Demon Lord's voice echoed in his mind.

"Go inside,"

Andy nodded as his attention returned to the wall.

A massive dilapidated wall stood in front of him, covered in dirty moss and sprouting plants from the visible thick cracks. The wall stood tall as if it had witnessed the ups and downs over time.

Andy moved closer to the wall, running his hand through the decayed wall before walking along with it, while his eyes scanned the endless wall for an opening.

In the book, Fang Yan discovered an enormous door that opened as soon as he stood in front of it. But he couldn't even find any inkling of the door here.

His steps came to halt as a sudden staunch of smell his nose. A frown formed on his face as his gaze turned to see a rotten beast lying on the ground. But suddenly his gaze drew towards a destroyed wall beside the beast.

The sphere in his hand vibrated more violently, and his heart quickened as he held his breath and moved towards the destroyed wall, passing through it.

But as soon as he passed through the wall, he was rooted to the spot. As he stared at the structure in front of him, the muscles in his body stiffened. His eyes seemed dazed as he saw a massive building supported by massive pillars, with not a speck of dust on it, as if it had just been built recently.

But his body shook as the broken sphere in his hand moved towards the building. His red eyes stared in the same direction and spotted a gigantic black door.

His lips pursed, and his breathing ragged, and he disappeared from the spot. And in the next moment, he stood before the door. Suddenly, a creak of the door filled his ears as he spotted the door opening inward.

While the door opened, his mind recalled every detail of the book. It would be a long corridor that would lead to the massive hall. It was mentioned that there would be a large altar on which the other half of the sphere would float. The most important thing was that there was no trap leading towards the sphere as if it was waiting for Fang Yan. It was later revealed that it was his destiny to receive the broken sphere.

But his body quivered when he heard the same voice again.

"You are here?"

His eyes gained clarity as he stared at the dark corridor. His hand gripped the sphere tightly as he moved toward the door. And as his steps landed on the ground, the torch on both sides lit up one by one, lighting up the corridor. Andy's eyes moved up to see the endless space as the faint voice reached his ears again.

"You are here,"

A heavy breath escaped his mouth as he started moving along the corridor while his eyes scanned the burning torches.

But suddenly, his steps came to a halt as his eyes saw a big, broken piece of sphere floating on a big altar. It seemed like the sphere in his hand was a small part of the broken sphere.

Suddenly, a clear, heavy voice reached his ears.

"You are here,"

His gaze was drawn to the figure that appeared behind the sphere. A tall, skinny old man in a clean white robe, with white hair drooping his shoulders and mildly wrinkled skin, and a slight smile on his face, as his black eyes stared at him.

But the man's smile vanished as his gaze shifted to the vibrating, broken piece of the sphere in Andy's hand. He looked at the sphere for a moment before returning his gaze to Andy, and a deep voice echoed down the hall.

"Who are you?"

Andy frowned as he replied, "It doesn't matter, but who are you?" But then he froze in place as a heavy pressure assaulted him before a heavy voice reached his ears.

"I waited for millions of years. I waited for the moment when I would be liberated and achieve nirvana. She ordered me to wait. She told me that the fated one would appear from this location. She promised me that I would be free of this cursed immortality and would achieve nirvana. But you are not the fated one. She told me that no one could reassemble this broken sphere. The Emperor's domain. But you ruined everything. Who are you?" The old man mumbled as his face turned ferocious as he stared at Andy.

"Who are you? You changed my destiny and my chances of attaining nirvana. You shouldn't have existed in this world. Right. Yes, that's correct. Now is not the time. Perhaps the fated one will appear in the future. Maybe I'll be able to give him the big gift. All I have to do is wait a few more years. I could achieve more than nirvana." The man began mumbling again as his quivering finger pointed at Andy.

"You brought me the gift, but you are the sacrifice for my future," the man locked his gaze on Andy, a white light forming at the tip of his finger. But then Andy glowed, and a deep voice echoed down the hall.

"Hold on. Who do you think you are, pointing that dirty finger at my heir?"