Mystery: Starting with the Night Pope.

Chapter 569 The "Initial" Personality

Truman stared at the Chinese-style palace before him, momentarily speechless.

The main hall occupies a vast area, with numerous secondary halls scattered throughout. The main buildings are all bright red, with golden tiled eaves adorned with carved dragons and phoenixes, exuding a rich oriental royal style.

This palace is just a bit improper...

As Truman gazed at the palace, information from this place unconsciously flooded his mind. Ignoring certain glaring images and strange sounds, this truly was one of the most famous sects in the Divine Continent.

"Chik? It's you again!" Truman narrowed his eyes, and in the next instant, he passed through the palace from which various strange sounds could be faintly heard, and went straight to the deepest part.

During this process, Truman's attire naturally changed, transforming into a white Chinese Hanfu robe, and his hair was tied up with a jade crown.

He gently pushed open a door and saw his own... idol.

Truman's lips twitched, and then he looked at the woman kneeling before the statue.

"Who?!" The woman finally noticed Truman's entry, her face filled with shock as she stood up abruptly. At the same time, her voluptuous figure swayed, naturally exuding a strong sense of allure.

"Ah, a fantasy version of a witch?" Truman raised an eyebrow, looking at this stunning beauty.

Her appearance goes without saying; those who know about high-level witches understand. However, her face, which conforms to the aesthetic standards of China, is somewhat different from the other side.

"But something seems a bit strange..." Truman strolled leisurely toward the witch.

This woman, who held a prominent position in the upper echelons of the entire nation, stood frozen in place, staring wide-eyed at Truman's face.

It must be said that Qi Ke's statue is quite accurate, and what the Hehuan Sect Master is seeing now is the statue he has been worshipping for thousands of years.

"...True Immortal!?" The sect leader of Hehuan Sect uttered the title tremblingly.

"A true immortal?" Truman inexplicably felt a causal connection, and it was at this moment that he slightly loosened his connection with the believer.

In an instant, a surge of faith, or rather, incense offerings, converged on Truman's location.

Rumble!

The accumulated divine power of incense over thousands of years has found its home. The next moment will likely see the incense river converge, and a true immortal descends to earth to save all living beings!

Stop… Truman severed this thread of fate with just one glance; these things would only expose his whereabouts.

"This faithful woman pays homage to the True Immortal! I have worshipped the True Immortal for a thousand years, and today I finally have the opportunity to pay my respects. I only pray that the True Immortal will protect my Hehuan Sect and help it survive countless eons, so that it may forever ascend to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss. The entire Hehuan Sect will obey the True Immortal's command, even at the cost of ten thousand lives..."

Truman remained silent, listening with a strange expression as the Hehuan Sect Master revealed many secrets.

True Immortal was undoubtedly his title in the Divine Continent. He still remembered that the monster that crawled out of the "River of Eternal Darkness" had once called him the "Ancient Carefree Immortal"...

It must be said that, given the crazy rules of this universe, his title of "Carefree Immortal" is quite fitting.

There's also the concept of immeasurable eons, which is basically the end of the world, and the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, which is probably "Gensokyo"...

"When did you first put up this statue?" Truman asked, fixing his gaze on the statue.

The statue's attire is remarkably similar to his current appearance, and its dreamlike aura naturally evokes the atmosphere of "Paradise Paradise."

"Thirteen hundred years ago, the True Immortal returned from the void. The White Lotus Holy Mother, the incarnation of the Doomsday Envoy, descended from her homeland of the void, bringing the True Immortal's decree..." The Hehuan Sect Master unconsciously revealed all the information.

"Stop, what the hell is this 'White Lotus Holy Mother'?" Truman heard something extremely absurd.

"Our Lady is a symbol of immeasurable eons, the Child of the End Times..."

Truman's mouth gaped slightly; Chick was playing a pretty fancy trick.

The timeframe of 1,300 years is no longer worth considering; it coincided with the end of the Quaternary period and the beginning of the Fifth Period in the northern and southern continents.

The "Lord of Mysteries" awoke during that time and sent Chik into the "weakness" created by the "City of Calamity," after which Chik established a connection with China.

It was also at this time that He gradually established another "Witch Cult" in China.

"Phew, I didn't expect to find Chick first..." Truman's eyes were slightly complicated, but he quickly calmed down.

He pointed a finger directly at the Hehuan Sect Master's brow, slowly pulling out the karmic thread between her and the so-called "White Lotus Holy Mother".

"Chik, City of Calamity, let's deal with them together." Truman held the thread of cause and effect in his hand, took a step, and stepped into the void.

What appeared before Him was the "City of Calamity"!

Truman opened the door and entered the "City of Calamity." The "Book of Dreams" appeared in his hand, and when he opened it, he sliced ​​open this void, completely isolating it from the outside world!

"I knew you'd come." A charming voice appeared directly in Truman's ear, causing Truman to frown slightly.

Before Truman lay a blood-red city, and at its gate stood a woman who could make the entire world pale in comparison.

"The Primal Witch" Chick!

This Chick was unlike any Truman had seen before; remarkably, he lacked that world-destroying ferocity and seemed more like a wife waiting for her husband to return home.

"You've already taken control of the 'City of Calamity'?" Truman glanced into the city. In his view, a black battle flag with rust on it was slowly fluttering behind Chick.

As the battle flag flutters, countless apocalyptic calamities surge forth, and once unleashed, the entire Earth will be unable to withstand them.

"Thanks to you, I've completed the final step." Chick smiled sweetly, gazing intently at Truman.

"...I really dislike the look in your eyes right now. It's really just a look of hunger." Truman looked at Chick, already able to calmly face this kind of gaze.

"Wouldn't it be better if you came with me?" Chick's expression changed, but he still couldn't hide his appetite. From Truman's perspective, he had gone completely mad.

"I am not anyone's food."

"And what about in the beginning?"

Truman suddenly became serious, looking at Chick, "You seem to really be getting closer to Him."

He certainly wouldn't forget why the "Lord of Mysteries" sent Chik away.

The "Primal Witch" represents the feminine aspect of the "First Creator," and because of her extreme desire for "dream," which has been catalyzed by the "Lord of Mysteries," it is now unknown where she has gone.

"You know, you were almost born the original self, and in order to get closer to you, I gave up my resistance to the 'original self' and actively embraced Him, but I didn't 'go crazy'."

The "primordial" era here refers to the "original creator" who created the universe.

Truman's face remained ashen, and he said nothing.

"Because He has approved of me, or rather, I am now one of His personalities, which has made it easy for me to take control of the 'City of Calamity'."

The "City of Calamity" originated from the "First Creator," and it is quite reasonable that it is controlled by the "First" personality.

(End of this chapter)