Chapter 84

Name:Glorious God Throne Author:
Chapter 84

Everything happened too quickly. Before Li Fufeng could react, endless light flooded over him like water.

In a world devoid of sight, the overlapping and undulating sounds from nearby became so clear – old people, young girls, youths, women... Various voices intertwined. As the last “survivors” of this world, since discovering the nature of their own deaths, they had fallen into a state of complete bewilderment. They kept muttering to themselves, ignoring everything happening around them.

“I remember now, I remember everything...”

“It was the Return to the Void! The Return to the Void catastrophe that drove the world towards its destined destruction! The inevitable end of every world!”

“...When drifting through the void, the Hanguang Sword accidentally passed by a world entering Return to the Void and was affected by the aftershocks – that was a force we couldn’t resist. Even though the Sword Master decisively took us away at the cost of severe injuries, the Hanguang Sword was still gravely wounded. But everything was already irreversible... The world was destroyed, everyone died... So, it turns out we had already died long ago!”

In the blinding whiteness, Li Fufeng heard a familiar voice shouting. It was the voice of Yan Wu, the city lord of Quanshou City.

This voice was no longer as frenzied and angry as before, but filled with shock, realization, and indescribable sorrow and melancholy.

“No, am I really still me now?”

At this moment, this man of rash and impulsive temperament suddenly became sharp and sensitive. “Am I really Yan Wu...”

...Or just an illusion labeled with the name “Yan Wu”?

In Li Fufeng’s vision, gradually adapting to the light, blurry human silhouettes emerged in the previously vast emptiness, like splotches of colorful paint on a palette.

He barely made out the smallest “red paint” splotch among them. Noticing that the red was rapidly fading, like the other quickly paling “paints” around it, about to dissolve into the light, Li Fufeng instinctively ran towards her.

Liu Ningshuang beside him was faster, already running quickly towards her, as if trying to grab that silhouette, holding onto a dream destined to dissipate. “Qing Fei—”

The red shadow brushed past her fingertips, dispersing in large patches into the light like red ink dripped into water. Her fingers passed through as if through an empty illusion, grasping nothing.

In the reddened light, Liu Ningshuang vaguely saw the familiar little girl tilt her head. “...It’s you, Sister Liu.”

“Yes, it’s me. How are you now, what can I do, no, what should I do to help you...” Liu Ningshuang’s voice was almost incoherent and trembling.

The sudden changes that had occurred in this short time were too shocking for her. She hadn’t fully come to her senses yet, her brain had stopped thinking. Now all she knew was that she absolutely couldn’t watch these people disappear like this, especially Qing Fei.

Her questions could no longer be answered by the person in question.

The sky split open.

More and more light poured in like water crazily filling a bottle, bursting the entire bottle in an instant. This blank world also shattered like a broken bottle.

The gray sky, Kun Mountain soaring into the clouds like a celestial ladder, familiar colleagues from the Special Investigation Department in the distance, and that feeling of being tossed into a washing machine, spinning wildly, then suddenly flying backwards, like the weightlessness of falling from a cliff. Various chaotic sensations and images intertwined in his dizzying, seemingly stirred brain, making it difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Li Fufeng felt himself falling from a great height, head down and feet up. But a subconscious thought told him this was an illusion of crossing space.

He was falling from that shattered world towards the Blue Star, from a false dream into the real world.

He vaguely heard others’ exclamations, with Liu Ningshuang’s voice particularly clear. Li Fufeng’s wide-open eyes reflected the snow-covered mountain peak, large fragments of the illusory world scattering like light, and within that shattered illusory world, a pair of eyes finally opening.

Through countless flying shards of light, he saw a snow-white figure lying quietly in the center of a world bathed in endless radiance. As those ink-deep eyes slowly opened, all the light seemed to transform into the most real light of the outside world, causing that illusory world to burst apart.

Time seemed to stretch infinitely in his senses.

Li Fufeng’s falling body gained a sense of reality, landing with a “thud” on the ground, yet without the pain of falling from a great height.

He lay on his back, gazing dazedly at the sky.

In his pupils, that snow-white figure that had disappeared in an instant seemed to linger, and in his ears, that soft laugh still echoed.

“...This sleep has been a bit too long.”

” —I’m back.”



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