Chapter 2120: Qing Yu

Chapter 2120: Qing Yu

A light glimmered in Lu Yun’s eyes as he stared fixedly at the brick that looked like a sarcophagus. Was this the truth of this world, an existence so vast that it was undefined by boundaries?

He was beginning to doubt the very basis of his life.

“You… What are you doing!” Qingfeng shouted at the young man. She didn’t believe the scene in front of her, even though she’d glimpsed her own world in the brick. She could pick out the heavenly palace and the bleak land of desolation.

Despite that, she still couldn’t believe her eyes or accept the truth.

“What… a tremendous scheme,” Lu Yun took a deep breath. “Killing the heaven and earth of this world first, then refining the world into a sarcophagus, and finally crafting it into a brick?”

“Mm,” the dead young man nodded lightly.

Was this the ultimate truth?

The truth that the mistress, Dao King, and God paid insurmountable costs and tried to obtain at all odds? All for a grand reveal that their world, their home, had been baked into a brick?

Lu Yun took another glance at the fire used to make the brick—hellfire. It was wholly unexpected, yet entirely with reason. As strong as he was, even he felt black despair descend over him. The thing that he’d been searching for all this time was but a joke to many!

“So who are you?” Qingfeng calmed down and asked the dead young man in a shaking voice, “Are you the one who killed our world?”

The young man shook his head.

“I am the God of this world,” he responded. “I was the first to die in their hands and they shaped the world into a brick after I died.”

Lu Yun frowned. “Did you reach the stage of subjectivity affecting objectivity?”

“I was half a step away.” The young man had yet to reach the pinnacle.

“You are the God of this world?” Lu Yun suddenly stepped forward and closely assessed the young man with twin pillars of black flames in his eyes.

Shock and terror floated to the fore of the young man’s wooden face and he subconsciously took a step back.

“I am the second generation God after God perished,” the young man corrected.

“What do you know?” Lu Yun advanced, forcing the young man to steadily back up. As the black flames grew brighter in his eyes, so did the fear in the young man’s face.

“There are countless real existences like us in the unbounded nothing, we are as numerous as the sands. But there aren’t that many of us left now.”

“Have they all become bricks?” Lu Yun asked.

“Yes,” the young man nodded. “Hellfire activated reincarnation to refine them—no existence can withstand the fires of hell. They were forged alive into bricks. All life within existence perishes at the moment of formation and becomes part of the brick.”

He held nothing back as Lu Yun’s presence here meant that he possessed sufficient strength and right to know these things. And for someone of the young man’s level, this knowledge was no secret.

“I lead those who have reached the end of their life into the tomb so that they can transform from death to life when the brick takes shape. They are reborn that way.”

Instead of responding, Lu Yun looked at Qingfeng. The girl had completely calmed down and there were no other emotions to be read from her face.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” She looked subconsciously at Lu Yun.

“You seem very calm.” He raised an eyebrow.

“I was born of despair and never knew what hope was,” she smiled faintly. “The heart is dead, so what is this talk of calm or not?”

Lu Yun had given her a strand of hope, but that strand imploded in the face of such terrifying reality. She’d returned to her usual impassive, emotionless state.

“Are you not curious? Don’t you want to know the truth?”

“No, and no.” Her tone remained even.

“I finally awoke a strand of emotion in her, but reality crushed it,” Lu Yun sighed as he turned back to the young man. “Based on what I know of this world, the nothing and reality oppose each other…”

“That is indeed the case,” the young man responded. “But the only reality was destroyed later on and became specks of reality throughout the nothing.”

“So… is someone shaping all of these specks into bricks so they can rebuild the original reality?” Lu Yun wondered.

“I don’t know,” the young man answered. “This is all I know, I know nothing else.”

Lu Yun frowned and let the matter drop.

“Let’s go back.” he turned and grabbed Qingfeng. She nodded and followed him into the brick that was still being shaped.

The scene changed in front of them and they reappeared in the yin tomb. They were able to travel back into the world of the brick because Lu Yun wielded hellfire.

“What did you think of that?” he transmitted as he looked at Qingfeng.

“That ghostly entity… was very strange.” She frowned slightly and replied hesitantly, “I’d like to think that he does know the truth.”

“So you don’t suspect him of lying?” Lu Yun blinked with astonishment.

Qingfeng didn’t answer.

“Refining this boundless reality into a brick…” Lu Yun murmured to himself. “And one used to build a city… Whoever’s behind this obviously wants to build a city wall… OOF!”

He grunted as his internal force agitated—multiple seals were being forced through. His strength rose so rapidly and to such heights that it could barely be defined anymore.

And then, a figure appeared in front of him. It was a faint shadow at first, one that slowly filled in and became a real person.

“Little Yu!” Lu Yun exclaimed with delight when he took a clear look and hugged her tight.

The newcomer was Qing Yu, and she was wrapped in Lu Yun’s arms before she had a chance to react.

“Lu Yun, it really is you… I thought I’d never see you again… Wawawa…” Tears streamed down her face as she buried her head in his embrace.

Thoughts bubbled to the surface of Lu Yun’s mind, a complicated snarl of them. He’d left without forewarning and was, in fact, dead to those of the nothing.

“What are you doing here?” he asked in a shaking voice as he hugged the soft form tight. This Qing Yu was real, not a replica or a dream, but a real, living person.

Despite his question, he had his answer.

Dead.

Qing Yu had died in the nothing. Only then could she be here in person.