Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"Now, my path is about to reach its end."

"Thank you... for bringing me the last key."

"The key?" Tian didn't quite understand.

"Little Butterfly...why are you starting to talk so hard to understand?"

“This painting…is very important to me,” Xia Die smiled.

"Oh, that's wonderful!" Tian smiled brightly.

"In that case, let's move forward bravely with a smile!"

She looked at the three of them, very pleased:

"Little Butterfly, Little Joy, and everyone else—see you tomorrow!"

Leaving behind a radiant smile, Tian's figure vanished into the mist under the moonlit Stikosia.

"?" Looking at the vanished Tian, ​​Yan Huan glanced at the image captured by the camera. In it, Tian and Wan Di were both in a golden soul state.

Clearly, the filming was successful.

"Where did Tian go? Did her wish come true, so she was reincarnated?"

“The aura here… is the end of the Nether Stream.” Wan Di looked into the distance.

“If I continue forward… I might get lost here. I must leave… because the Black Tide is still raging in the world of the living.”

"Entering the true gates of the underworld... is not what I seek."

"Yan Huan... open the gate to Xuanfeng City for me."

"I knew what you were planning to do." Yan Huan snapped her fingers lightly, and a screen of light suddenly appeared.

"Yes, everything is understood without words." Wan Di nodded, then asked Xia Die:

"Xia Die, will you fulfill your mission for Zhu Huo...?"

“I…” Xia Die’s eyes dimmed, and after hesitating for a moment, she answered:

"I am still considering it, Your Excellency Wan Di."

If she were to accept her fate, then she wouldn't be able to continue accompanying Yan Huan in the world of the living.

But if we give up, then this trip will have been in vain...

“It’s alright, let’s make our choice without regret. Even if we have to wait another thousand years…” Wan Di looked at the two of them, his gaze resolute.

"I will fight to the death... and rise from the dead until a miracle occurs."

Seeing Wan Di's righteousness, Xia Die felt embarrassed to continue.

So they had to change the subject:

"Lord Wan Di... there is one more thing you should know."

"What?" Wan Di stared at her.

Xia Die looked serious:

"At that moment, Teacher Xia may have deduced the principle of [re-creation]. You and I... may become [strife] and [death] in the next life, becoming a calamity that descends upon the world."

"..."

"I understand."

Wan Di accepted this almost without much thought.

"...Is that all?" Xia Die looked into his eyes. "Are you willing to accept...this fate?"

Faced with this question, Wan Di thought for a moment and then asked Xia Die:

"Do you... have any strategy that could help us break free from the shackles of fate?"

"No..." Xia Die sighed.

"I...haven't found a way yet, and maybe it's impossible to find one..."

"Then stop thinking about useless things."

Wan Di strode towards the light screen, his back to Xia Die, and spoke earnestly:

"Control what you can control, and when the inescapable fate arrives..."

"Use your strong will to resist its manipulation."

"In the name of [conflict], may you die a worthy death..."

After Wan Di also left, the team was once again composed of Yan Huan and Xia Die.

As the alchemists had said, they eventually arrived at the alchemical array.

"Alchemy is so convenient."

Yan Huan slowly squatted down, reached out and touched the runes on the ground, and complained:

"No matter what kind of supernatural phenomenon it is, it can be explained by alchemy."

Xia Die nodded, looking at the arrangement:

"This is the alchemical array the sorcerer spoke of, which requires the placement of [Aigler's Sky], [Georia's Land], [Kefal's Flames], and [Fagina's Ocean]..."

“And…[Meneta’s love]…”

She also squatted down, pondering:

"According to the sorcerer, the final ingredient should be myself..."

"However, he had never seen the past like this before, and did not know the whole picture."

“In Hukefarle’s memory, I saw the twins of [death]. Now I am certain that I was one of them.”

"The trial of the [Gray Hand] is to [take the lives of your loved ones]."

“I died in my previous life, falling at the gates of the new world… and my sister, whom I never met, became the Titan Cenatos here.”

"How was it?" Yan Huan looked at Xia Die:

"Knowing you're a relative, aren't you thrilled?"

Chapter 1383 Chicken Soup Again

"I just have mixed feelings."

Xia Die couldn't help but sigh:

She deeply regretted [my] death.

"Then, she reshaped my soul with the divine power of the Titans, but in doing so, she never appeared before anyone and could never be found..."

"Because... it perished for me in the beginning, and now it sleeps quietly in the River Styx."

"You mean... Polycrus is dead?" Yan Huan raised an eyebrow.

“That’s right.” Xia Die nodded, her expression serious.

"The River Styx is no ordinary thing, and it cannot be easily blocked. The only thing that refuses the dead and the living is the remnant of divinity."

"Therefore, in order to retrieve the fire of [death], we must awaken Polyces from death..."

"Using the power of [alchemy], I will restore its remains to its original form."

Surprisingly, the method to awaken the Death Titan was actually devised by a mortal alchemist.

But after careful consideration, Yan Huan thought it made sense. After all, the Soul Splitting Ritual of the Titan of Strife was conceived by a mortal priest in this life.

"So, according to the alchemist, you are also part of the dragon's remains?" Yan Huan looked at Xia Die.

"That's right, according to the dead, I was indeed born alongside that dragon."

"But before that, did you hear any sighs?"

"I heard it. It really wasn't a hallucination."

Yan Huan crossed her arms. "Let me think... was that Polyces's voice? Was she spying on us?"

Xiadie explained:

"Perhaps, that is a sign that the dragon Polyces' last wish has been fulfilled."

"In exercising its divine authority and resurrecting the dead, it must have been aware of just how heavy the price would be."

"Therefore, it used its last bit of strength to send me to the city-state where no one was hostile to [death]—Stikosia, which called for [death]."

Her eyes dimmed as she continued her analysis:

"It was not able to fulfill its wish to give me a new life, and it perished too soon... How much Polyces must have wanted to see how the sister it had tried so hard to save was doing now."

"It was with this wish that, even in death, Polyces' soul lingered in the world, quietly watching and recording everything about his loved ones..."

“So…” Yan Huan narrowed her eyes.

"Apart from the alchemist's memory orb, the other memory orbs were not actually dropped by those undead."

"Or was it caused by the explosion of the Polycrystal?"

“Yes.” Xia Die nodded gently.

“A wisp of longing drifting here reveals something.”

“And we will weave these thoughts together one by one, restoring them into the complete soul of Polyces.”

"Now, the puzzle of Polyces' longing is almost complete, only the last piece is missing—"

“I will reveal within the alchemical circle everything it desperately wants to know: my entire life since leaving Stikocia…”

She slowly took out the colored drawing and said with a faint smile, "...Lord Tian has completed the drawing and handed it to me."

Before that, the alchemist had actually prepared all the other materials.

As soon as Xia Die stood on the magic circle with the painting, all the arrangements were activated, emitting a dazzling light.

“Pollyceus, I will pull you from the River Styx and then reshape you.”