Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"We have been intoxicated by the feasts of Fagina for too long before we began to seek out the divine gift of [death], so that we might escape the capriciousness of fate..."

"However, we suffered as a result."

"We failed to summon the divine god, but instead we were met with a demon that traversed the River Styx."

"That abominable dragon, Polyces, keeps all the dead out of the underworld."

“The souls who longed for death but could not die swept through Stikosia like a tidal wave; our city-state, my people, are now gone…”

The faint candlelight shone on her cheeks.

"That baby girl was the only survivor I could save."

"She was born from the belly of a dragon, and was born with the gift of [death]. She must be the opportunity given to us by the gods to atone for our sins..."

She solemnly said to the woman before her:

"Please make sure you raise her to adulthood... Don't let her suffer the same hardships we went through."

After a moment's thought, the woman slowly nodded.

"I promise you."

The woman named Amonette said in a deep voice:

“I will care for her as she grows up like a mother and protect her from [death].

The Queen was very pleased to receive the woman's promise.

"Fagina, thank you for your kindness..."

"As a mother, please give this girl a name... Before I am swept away by the River Styx, at least let me know how to call her in the next life."

“Let me think…” Amonette stroked his chin, stared at the ceiling, and fell into deep thought.

"Like a butterfly, landing on a branch of [death]..."

“[Xia Die]...I think that’s her name.”

……

As the fragmented memories before her vanished, Xia Die's pupils widened slightly. "This is...my name?"

"Living people, don't waste your time."

The alchemist looked at the two and urged them:

"Go do what you're supposed to do."

Seemingly having reached the limit of his soul, the alchemist fell into a daze after uttering his last words and fell silent.

Seeing this, Xia Die had no choice but to raise her hand and send him back to his origin.

"Hmm?" A voice suddenly came from the corridor not far away.

The footsteps grew closer, and Yan Huan looked up to see a golden soul slowly approaching.

"Why are you golden?"

The one who came was naturally Wan Di, or rather... the soul of Wan Di.

Unlike other souls, Wan Di's outline is a rich gold, and the details of his face and clothing are incredibly clear.

This reminded Yan Huan of a saying from horror movies... "very yang energy".

"How...how would I know..."

Wan Di's expression was somewhat blank, but he could still communicate.

"That black tide is endless, my death... is only temporary."

“I will find my way back…to the world of the living…to continue my [guardianship].

Upon hearing this, Xia Die couldn't help but ask:

"Lord Wan Di, I've always wondered... why does death refuse you?"

“No.” Wan Di shook his head. “It is I… who am resisting it.”

"The temptation to go downstream... I will resist."

"I went against the current, fighting my way out of this damned underworld..."

He looked at the two of them calmly.

"That is... my destiny."

"So you've been to the underworld, huh?" Yan Huan retorted, staring at Wan Di's ghost.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have gone to find Sai Fei'er. Why didn't you say so sooner?"

"How would I know... you would want to come to the world of the dead..." Wan Di was somewhat speechless.

"If I'm not mistaken... you've come to this conclusion... recently, haven't you?"

"I set off a long time ago..."

Without the golden thread connecting Suspended Peak City to the communication stone tablet, Wan Di couldn't possibly have time to chat on the phone with his brothers in Holy City while fighting the Black Tide monsters.

"Lord Wan Di, would you like to travel with us?" Xia Die asked.

Xia Die was actually quite happy to see allies in this underworld.

“We will go to the magic circle on that tower… to summon Cenatos, who has been hidden for so long.”

“Cenathos…?” Wan Di pondered for a moment.

"So you really came here for it... So the Titan of [Death] has been hiding here all along."

"Very well... I will... challenge death."

"Let's travel together, Xia Die... Yan Huan..."

"Let those who have brushed with death millions of times... guide you..."

"Ugh, you speak so incoherently, it's so annoying to listen to you." Yan Huan immediately wiped off some soul powder and sank into Wan Di's soul.

In an instant, Wan Di felt much clearer-headed.

"It's a really effective method."

His speech was as fluent as ever.

"Speaking of which, Brother Yan Huan... how's Gou Shun doing?"

"Gou Shun...?"

Yan Huan was taken aback, then replied:

"Not bad. If I'm not mistaken, those assassins are making it sausages right now..."

Chapter 1381: Can You Really Play a Resurrection Match

"It's good that it's safe and sound."

Wan Di praised:

"I never imagined that a fat earth beast could be so skilled."

"If it hadn't saved me from danger so many times, I might not have even had the chance to throw my spear at Ohma."

"?" Yan Huan tilted her head. "So it really knows martial arts."

“That’s right, and she’s incredibly agile.” Wan Di looked at Xia Die:

"But you, Xia Die, are you really ready?"

"Hmm..." Xia Die nodded gently.

Ever since Wan Di met Xia Die, she has been firmly bound by the curse of [death].

This trip may be the moment she faces her destiny.

"Xiaodie...are you sure you want to do this?" Mimi reminded her.

"That alchemist also said he wanted to use you as a sacrifice..."

"It's okay, I'm not scared." Xia Die looked up and smiled at Mimi.

"We've come this far... there's absolutely no reason to turn back."

"I think... it's better to set off than to hesitate."

"Perhaps today, fate will show mercy and spare a little kindness."

With Wan Di joining them, the three reached the top of the courtyard, where they were now very close to the tower under the moon.

The path to the top of the tower had been broken, so the three of them stopped in their tracks.

Gazing at the eerie moonlight, Yan Huan couldn't help but recite aloud, "Two moons in the sky, a great upheaval is sure to follow..."

"So, how do we get there?" Wan Di asked the two of them.

"First of all, I can't fly."

The moment of choice has arrived once again.

Yan Huan and Wan Di often encountered this situation when they explored together with Bai E.

The road surface suddenly cracked, the bridge deck suddenly collapsed...

Even if it's only five centimeters, two people insist on stopping and suggesting they take a detour.

At times like this, Yan Huan would kick them one by one.

But now...

Looking at the cross-section under the eerie moonlight, the distance between the tower and the rooftop beneath the three people's feet was about two kilometers.

Even if Wan Di were now the God of Strife, he wouldn't dare to try jumping up there.

“Your Excellency, you seem to be able to fly…” Xia Die looked at Yan Huan.

"Yes," Yan Huan said, shrugging.