Thirteenth month of death

Chapter 267 Another Him
Li Daosheng's Book of Fate suddenly unfolded in the void, and names lit up one by one on the pages—Ren Ou, Yang Ya, Feng Hui, Fei Zaixing…

No... there are other names!
Li Daosheng's destiny book was flipping through pages rapidly, and the names of all the members of [Thirteen Months] appeared on his destiny book, flashing with a faint light!
Although there is no information about bestowing gifts or similar honors yet, the name has indeed appeared!

"Come!" Li Daosheng shouted, and the Book of Fate burst forth with dazzling light.

The people kneeling on the ground suddenly trembled, and the confusion in their eyes gradually faded.

Although everyone gradually regained consciousness, their faces were filled with shock.

“Impossible!” the central silhouette shrieked, the light band trembling violently. “My apostle… why is he serving you?”

Just then, a familiar voice came from the void: "Want to know?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, especially Li Daosheng, who was shocked to see yet another Wudao stepping out of the void.

“You…you weren’t already…” Li Daosheng stared at the newcomer in shock.

"Dissipated?" Wudao smiled slightly. "Indeed, it dissipated."

Without saying anything more, he turned to the group of [The Fifth Season], raised his hand and waved it, and the restraints on Cheng Xue and the others snapped.

"Time is running out." Wu Dao's voice was steady and powerful. "This uninvited thief is going to be angry. Li Daosheng, use the Book of Fate to remember everyone."

Before Li Daosheng could answer, his book of fate was already flipping through rapidly, recording a name on each page.

The light on the pages grew brighter and brighter, gradually forming a huge golden vortex.

"Go!" Wudao gave the order and charged into the vortex first.

The members of [Season 5] followed closely behind.

Before leaping into the whirlpool, Cheng Xue turned back and gave Li Daosheng a deep look, her eyes filled with complex emotions.

“Let’s go too.” Li Daosheng turned to look at everyone, and they all nodded and jumped into the vortex formed by Li Daosheng’s life-giving book.

As the last person entered, the golden vortex suddenly contracted and disappeared into the void.

The entire pure white space began to collapse, and the humanoid silhouettes let out terrifying growls. The light bands danced wildly, but they could no longer be found.

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When Li Daosheng opened his eyes again, he found himself standing under an unfamiliar starry sky.

All around were vast grasslands, and the night wind rustled through the tips of the grass.

"Where is this..." He looked around and found Su Moshi standing beside him, a bronze mirror floating in her palm, emitting a soft blue light.

"Huang Zhong, the Human Realm." A voice came from behind.

Li Daosheng turned around and saw Wudao standing on a boulder not far away, the moonlight gilding him with a silvery edge.

Others also appeared on the grassland one after another.

Ren Ou's mechanical arm emitted a slight hum. Yang Ya cautiously surveyed his surroundings, while Gu Xi sat down on the ground and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Why here?" Su Moshi asked.

Wu Dao smiled and said, "His power has already permeated all the worlds. Only the Huangzhong World can hold out for a while. The human world of Huangzhong is of no value to it, so it is relatively safe here, but I estimate it won't last long either."

Li Daosheng noticed a thin, long wound on Wudao's wrist, from which golden liquid slowly seeped out.

"You are hurt?"

"It's just a minor injury," Wu Dao said dismissively, shaking his hand. "The important thing is that we bought ourselves some time."

Wu Dao leaped off the boulder, kicking up a cloud of dust as he landed: "I have a way to completely destroy Him. And the key..." He looked at Li Daosheng, "is you."

Li Daosheng frowned.

“Your Book of Fate can record the true names of everyone, which is the key to fighting against Him,” Wu Dao explained. “Everyone here is the core of their own world’s era. The greatest causal changes in the world are tied to you. In other words, you can influence the direction of your own world.”

“And Li Daosheng’s Book of Fate can record your names and allow you to use your power. In other words…” “He can mobilize the primal power of all worlds.”

The night breeze blows, and the grass on the grassland undulates like waves.

Silence fell over everyone, with only the chirping of insects echoing in the night.

Li Daosheng suddenly looked at another person: "I have a question."

He stared directly at Gu Xi: "Who exactly are you?"

Gu Xi was silent for a moment, then looked up at the starry sky: "I was once the protagonist of the Gu Xi world, but now... I am a part of Him."

This answer was like a boulder thrown into a calm lake.

Everyone looked at Gu Xi in shock and subconsciously took a half step back.

"No need to be nervous." Wu Dao smiled first. "That being said, that foreign god is currently in the critical stage of recovering his body and cannot spare the energy to control him."

"So you know His weakness?" Ren Ou suddenly said.

“I know part of it.” Gu Xi looked at Ren Ou. “He maintains his existence by stealing the world’s origin, but this has also become his weakness. If we could sever his connection with the world’s origin…”

"So you can just let Him starve to death?" Yang Ya frowned slightly. "It sounds simple."

“Indeed, it sounds simple.” Wudao shook his head. “The fundamental connection between the twelve worlds is not so easy to sever.”

Su Moshi's bronze mirror suddenly emitted a slight hum.

She looked down and noticed tiny cracks appearing on the mirror: "No, He's tracking us!"

Wu Dao seemed surprised: "Could it be that He is willing to risk abandoning His own nearly formed body in order to expend great effort to find and eliminate us now?"

"Split up and escape!" Wu Dao decided immediately.

"His power is limited; tracking everyone would be a huge distraction. And..."

He looked at Li Daosheng: "We need someone to go into their own world and sever their connection with the fundamental power of the world."

"Wait, you mean that god is using the power of the world's origin that we stole? So as long as we sever our connection with the original world, we can sever our connection with Him and the power of origin?"

"Perhaps." Wu Dao neither confirmed nor denied it.

He raised his hand and drew a golden light in the air, and twelve vortex-shaped portals appeared in a row: "Go quickly. Use your senses to find your own world. Remember, don't stay in one place for more than three days."

After saying that, Ren Ou was the first to leap into the leftmost vortex and disappear.

Others also chose to leave the world one after another.

Before entering the portal, Cheng Xue turned back and gave Li Daosheng a deep look. Her lips moved slightly, but she ultimately said nothing.

In the end, only Li Daosheng, Su Moshi, and Wudao remained.

“Our world, strictly speaking, is all here.” Wudao pointed to a vortex. “I’ll go in. The Mountain and Sea Realm is big enough. Let’s see where it can take me.”

Just as his figure was about to disappear into the vortex, he suddenly stopped and turned his head slightly:

"Li Daosheng, I've been hiding something from you."

“Severing its connection with the original world can cut off its path to drawing power from the source, but in the same way... they will disappear.”

Wu Dao's lips seemed to be slightly upturned:

"It's not death, nor is it erasure; it's disappearance."

"It's as if they never existed; you won't even find a trace of them in your memory."

(End of this chapter)