953 15.15 Vearth – Nether System: Entering the First Red Star.
Ye Xiajie made a lot of plans for what may happen while he was out in the Nether System.
He utilized his own property and forbade uninvited guests from entering. Only those who possess his jade token, the Crest of Abyss, or are far more powerful than he is are permitted entry inside his dominion.
He developed a cautious attitude toward anything outside of his control after killing his wife as the Second Trial’s final stage. The Abyss entry was restricted in some way even for Shen Siwang. After all, unless you have the ruler’s consent, the Abyss is not a pleasant place to remain. Even a Sovereign Ruler God like Shen Siwang would consider the Void not a good place to stay into.
Normally, based on his possessiveness, Ye Xiajie would most likely bring his wife’s vessel with him wherever he is. Sadly, the void’s throne cannot be left empty. Hei Anjing’s vessel must continue to be present, as it was before, so he can go. The ramifications of being in his domain on the inmates of the Nether Prison began to slowly become apparent as his abysmal dominion merged with the Netherworld.
The God of Light mumbled, “This is quite... Practical.”
When his brother presented him with a Jade Token, Shen Siwang didn’t say anything. He was aware of the terrifying consequences the Abyss has on individuals who were not originally born there. He sensed the evil energy of the Abyss avoiding him as he held the Jade Token in the form of a snowflake. He could thus see the value of his brother’s Jade Token.
Mo Baojun, on the other hand, wasn’t thrilled. Looking at the token and at the Nether System which is now covered with The God of Void’s domain, he felt that the restrictions given to him were unfair. After all, he is from Hei Anjing’s family, why can he only visit his own nephew for only 6 hours everyday!?
Mo Baojun’s face turned cold and said, “I am the biological uncle of Xiao Jing’er. Why do you limit the time for me to visit?!”
Ye Xiajie looked unmoved and his face remained expressionless but when he heard Mo Baojun’s words the depths of his crimson eyes turned murderous and cold. He looked at Mo Baojun icily.
.....
“You are my wife’s family, that’s why I allow you to stay with him for a quarter each day even while I am away. If I am here the restrictions on the Jade Token are released so you can come whenever you want but... Since I will be away no matter who they are or who he is... No one is allowed to stay at the Central Core of the Nether System while I am not around! This is final!” declared Ye Xiajie.
Mo Baojun was about to flare in anger when his husband gently coaxed and explained things to him.
Shen Siwang said, “Wifey~ the Abyss is extremely dangerous. Even I, his alter ego, is not capable of staying in this domain for a long time without him around. Because the ruler is away, all the negativity and Yin in this place would surge and become active wanting to destroy any elements not rightfully born in it.”
“I don’t believe it!” Mo Baojun retorted.
Shen Siwang glanced at his brother and saw him nod. Suddenly Ye Xiajie left the Abyss while the former took away the Jade Token given to Mo Baojun by his brother then let the latter feel the coercion of the Abyss for himself.
“Wifey~ it is better to experience it for yourself,” Shen Siwang said.
Mo Baojun waited for the repercussions of the abyss to affect him since he didn’t believe the brothers. The Abyss had completely blended with the Nether System by the time Ye Xiajie himself took his leave. The Tyrant God, maintaining his icy attitude, noticed something strange happening all around him. The darkness in the throne room suddenly became more active and started to concentrate on Mo Baojun.
Mo Baojun was surrounded by tentacles formed of darkness-related energies as they came from all sides, making him grimace in distaste. He attempted to freeze it with ice elements, but the impact was brief and was followed by an even stronger and more aggressive rush of darkness elements that encircled and assaulted Mo Baojun.
The Tyrant God, Mo Baojun didn’t have to think about how powerless he felt for very long before the darkness immediately affected him. The abyss itself attempted to corrupt Mo Baojun by inflicting upon him an agonizing suffering that tore into both his body and spirit. Ordinarily, an individual from the Mo Family would be immune to these kinds of pain. Hei Anpainjing, however, is regrettably seen as a monarch inside the abyss. Hence, any assault launched by the abyss is seen as originated from Hei Anjing.
AAGHHH!
The darkness sought to pierce Mo Baojun’s flesh, and since only their chosen other half and family can cause agony to the Mo Family, the anguish was severe and intolerable. Even the corner of his eyes grew crimson, and he nearly let out a scream.
When Shen Siwang finally lost his patience with the situation, he embraced his wife and gave him the jade token. Only then did Mo Baojun feel freed from the excruciating torment, which even directly affected his soul as the darkness that besiege him suddenly disappeared.
“Enough! Xia!!!” Shen Siwang exclaimed.
Ye Xiajie sneered at Mo Baojun and said, “You are weaker than Jing’er. My wife didn’t even utter a sound when I passed my throne to him.” The God of Void said.
Mo Baojun was panting in his husband’s embrace while glaring at Ye Xiajie who suddenly reappeared.
“You made him suffer that kind of pain!? Are you insane?! How long had he stayed in the abyss for him to feel numbed about it!? Is that something to be proud of? Arrogant bastard!”
Mo Baojun yelled at Ye Xiajie before departing indignantly and humiliated. How could he not be incensed by Ye Xiajie’s arrogant statements given the sudden, unfathomable anguish he experienced and the knowledge that his Ancestor spent a million times longer in the Abyss than he does?
Ye Xiajie said to his brother, “Brother, I overdid it. Apologies to him for me.”
“Um~, it would be a bit hard to coax your Saozi. You should be careful on your way.” Shen Siwang said.
“I’m leaving, brother.” Ye Xiajie said as everyone in the hall watched Shen Siwang disappear. Obviously, wanting to follow Mo Baojun, his wife who took his leave in anger.
Hei Jue, who was visibly pale after seeing that even a Sovereign God like Lord Mo suffered in the Abyss in the absence of the Jade Token, caught his attention. Like Mo Baojun, he believed Ye Xiajie was being rather selfish by attempting to limit the amount of time they could spend together and didn’t believe the so called consequence he is spouting until he witness the scene of Mo Baojun’s helplessness in the Abyss.
Yet, he became terrified after seeing the incident in which the person who remained in the abyss without the Jade Token endured such agony even for that brief period. He only realized how weak he was compared to an Ancient blooded God like Ye Xiajie now.
An Liang comforted his partner and said, “Don’t worry, Jue’er. Things would be fine. I’m here.”
“Nothing unexpected would happen as long as you follow the rules in this domain.” Ye Xiajie said. “A’Liang, we are leaving. The things here in the Nether System will be under your control.”
“I will keep the place safe.” An Liang vowed.
Ye Xiajie glanced at his wife for the last time before opening a portal that connects to the world within his hands. The Crimson Star in his hand opened an entrance using Spatial techniques.
“Zhi Yang, Zhi Yue go ahead and enter first to secure three roles for me, Warden Lou and Warden Yun. Avoid the protagonist roles for me no matter what.” commanded the God of Void, Ye Xiajie.
Shaking in compliance with the commands they had received, Zhi Yue and Zhi Yang, who were in their System avatar forms, complied. Warden Lou and Warden Yun Ming entered the space fissure after a little moon and a small sun. Ye Xiajie was the one who entered the spatial fissure last and it closed after he entered the space.
Those who entered the rift just felt that they were pulled by some unknown force towards the red star Ye Xiajie had picked. They could only watch as their souls finally entered an A-class world for their first journey in the Final Trial of the Resurrection.
Somewhere in Vearth...
The God of Origin, Qiyuan and Jiewei, the God of End watched Ye Xiajie and his people enter the first world where Hei Anjing’s soul fragment was first detected. The Red star was an A-Class Supernatural World that involves a transmigrator, unique races and Supernatural abilities. It wasn’t an ordinary world and can be considered a dangerous star among A-class worlds.
The God of end spoke, “Yond brat’s luck sucks as at each moment. That gent pick’d an A-class star right hence. But with how unlucky that gent is, I wouldn’t coequal beest surpris’d is that gent accidentally did pull out the only SS-class w’rld and did get himself lock’d in.”
Translation: [That brat’s luck sucks as always. He picked an A-class Star right away. But with how unlucky he is, I wouldn’t even be surprised if he accidentally pulled out the only SS-class world and got himself locked in.]
The God of Origin said, “Sayeth not unlucky things. In the endeth that gent wouldst entr’d those w’rlds regardless of choice if ‘t be true that gent did want to gath’r all of our son’s soul fragments. Instead, holp me thing of a way to holp those folk to has’t a clos’r relationship to maketh this trial easi’r.”
Translation: [Don’t say unlucky things. In the end, he would enter those worlds regardless of choice if he wanted to gather all of our son’s soul fragments. Instead, help me thing of a way to help them to have a closer relationship to make this trial easier.]
“Actually, at which hour our son’s main soul fragment wast fading I gath’r’d a few things from t. But I wasn’t sure what t wast. T behold liketh a snowflakes but I an not the sens’ry typeth so I knoweth not what those gents w’re in the endeth.” Jiewei said.
Translation: [Actually, when our son’s main soul fragment was fading, I gathered a few things from it. But I wasn’t sure what it was. It looks like a snowflake but I am not the sensory type so I don’t know what they were in the end.]
Qiyuan, the God of Origin checked the snowflakes with his Heavenly Eyes and saw that imprinted in these snowflakes were memories Hei Anjing copied himself and broke into pieces. Unfortunately, Ye Xiajie didn’t notice the uniqueness of these snowflakes and Jiewei gathered them for no reason. Such carelessness, Jiewei and Ye Xiajie is the same for this case.
“Alloweth me seeth. Hm? these art mem’ry fragments of our son, jing”r. That gent madeth t in preparation f’r the final trial. This is to at least lessen the death possibilities of his chosen oth’r half. F’r some reasoneth, our son hath grown up a did bite manipulative ‘r shouldst i sayeth too intelligent yond arts coequal did allow that gent to predicteth and prepareth f’r the future. Alloweth’s holp that gent sendeth these mem’ry to hia soul fragments of each w’rlds. At the v’ry least holp maketh a connection between the couple coequal if ‘t be true t is a did bite vague.” The God of Origin said.
Translation: [Let me see. Hm? These are memory fragments of our son, Jing’er. He made it in preparation for the Final Trial. This is to at least lessen the death possibilities of his chosen other half. For some reason, our son grew up a bit manipulative or should I say too Intelligent that skills even allowed him to predict and prepare for the future. Let’s help him send these memories to his soul fragments of each world. At the very least help make a connection between the couple even if it is a bit vague.]
With a wave of his hands, the God of End caused 12 space fissures to appear in front of the two of them. The memories were divided by the God of Origin, who also gave permission for it to exist. It would infiltrate each universe, locate the soul fragments belonging to their son, and then bring these fractured memories into their souls in the form of dreams. It would depend only on him whether they thought it was simply a simple dream or anything else.
The God of End, Jiewei said, “This is the lasteth help we can giveth thee. I desire thee wasteth not t, God of Void.”
Translation: [This is the last help we can give you. I hope you don’t waste it, God of Void.]