Death: This Death is a bit unorthodox.

Following the spiritual sense that could not be concealed by the spiritual pressure of all things, Aozaki Mayuki moved forward.

They eventually arrived at a secluded and rarely visited place.

Here, as far as the eye can see, there are endless dense forests, seemingly without end.

After a difficult search, he finally discovered a patch of unusual white bushes.

It has no color, no sound, no smell; it is like nothingness, simply existing as it is.

These bushes, resembling thorns, had their intricate branches tightly entwined around a huge white tree.

From a distance, it looks as if the giant tree is wearing countless heavy and cruel shackles, causing it endless pain and torment.

"Could it be... that this is also part of the Spirit King's body?"

Aozaki Mayuki stared at the strange bushes in front of her, frowning and squinting as she observed them closely.

He sensed a familiar power fluctuation from the bushes, an aura similar to the Spirit King fragments he had collected before!

"However, compared to those scattered fragments of the Spirit King, such a massive scale... it would be more appropriate to call it 'the flesh and blood of the Spirit King' rather than fragments."

Aozaki Mayuki muttered to himself.

He took a deep breath, steadied himself, and then strode toward the core area where the spiritual pressure was most concentrated.

He was extremely cautious with every step he took, because he didn't know what would happen next.

Soon, Aozaki Mayuki's expression changed.

Chapter 186 The Stairs

The Hōgyoku began to heat up without warning.

It seemed to be trying to convey a message, and Aozaki Mayuki intuitively grasped its deeper meaning.

The dense spiritual pressure, like a spider web, transformed into countless fine threads that continuously emanated from within the Hōgyoku and quickly connected with the branches of the trees.

This is what the Hogyoku desires!

"Strange, the Hogyoku showed no reaction to ordinary Spirit King fragments after it was completed, so why is it now craving these strange 'pieces of flesh'?"

Aozaki Mayuki clutched her chest, muttering in a low voice with some confusion.

Although he was puzzled, he did not stop the Hogyoku.

Spiritual pressure threads continued to flow from his chest, spreading outwards through the gaps between his fingers and maintaining their connection with the bushes.

Influenced by the spiritual pressure threads, the originally hard bushes became unusually soft, dancing like a series of lively tentacles.

The tips of the branches connected with spiritual pressure threads, and then slowly gathered together along the direction of the threads!

The huge tree, surrounded by many bushes, suddenly burst forth with a dazzling white light.

Only then did Aozaki Mayuki realize, as if waking from a dream, that the dense thicket in front of her was nothing more than rotten flesh growing on this big tree.

"What exactly is this thing? Could it really be a piece of the Spirit King's flesh? Or perhaps one of the Spirit King's internal organs?"

His eyes widened, staring in astonishment at everything that was happening before him.

Looking at the tree in front of him, Aozaki Mayuki's eyes were deep and focused, as if he were staring through the bark at the traces of time.

He walked lightly to the base of the tree, feeling the power emanating from the earth beneath his feet.

Immediately afterwards, Aozaki Mayuki gently raised her hand and pressed her palm firmly against the tree trunk.

In an instant, a powerful energy wave emanated from his hand, resonating strongly with the Hogyoku!

This resonance swept over us like a raging storm, leaving us deeply moved.

The next moment, something shocking happened.

The tree suddenly began to tremble violently!

The entire earth seemed to be shaking.

The branches slowly drooped down, and the once half-dead white bushes, as if given life, frantically converged towards the center.

This enormous "tree" seemed to have suddenly come to life!

However, it does not possess life and the ability to think like an ordinary organism; instead, it "comes alive" in a way that is dead.

A huge eye quietly opened on the thick trunk.

The eyeball was entirely black, except for the central pupil which emitted a deep, eerie light, yet it stared lifelessly at Aozaki Mazuki.

Immediately afterwards, countless branches and bushes surged toward Aozaki Mayuki like a raging tide.

They seemed to want to hug him tightly!

Faced with this sudden change,

Aozaki Mayuki's expression, however, was unusually calm, like a still pond, without the slightest ripple.

"Have you already passed away?"

"Aozaki Mayuki murmured softly, then realized it was somewhat unrealistic," she said.

Looking into those lifeless eyes, a faint sadness was revealed in them.

He sighed softly, as if he felt sorry for it.

Then, he opened his arms, letting the branches and twigs wrap around him like gentle tentacles.

Under Aozaki Mayuki's gaze, as calm as a lake,

Suddenly, the tree and the surrounding bushes burst forth with dazzling, mesmerizing light.

In a blink of an eye,

The entire sky seemed to be set ablaze, becoming incredibly bright.

The world, which was originally pitch black, has now been completely engulfed by endless white light.

All around were snow-white groves of trees, which gradually contracted and merged in an extremely slow and eerie way, becoming tightly connected to each other without any flaws.

A large amount of thick, white sap flowed continuously from the branches, like trickling streams, converging into a warm ocean.

Aozaki Mayuki felt as if she were immersed in this warm ocean, and her body and mind were relaxed like never before.

Gradually, a strong sense of weariness welled up in his heart, and he involuntarily closed his eyes.

That enormous tree was like a kind mother.

Its branches, like gentle fingers, lightly caressed Aozaki Mayuki's face, embracing him tightly and gradually forming a huge white sphere.

Aozaki Mayuki lay quietly inside the sphere, like a fetus returning to its mother's womb, sleeping soundly.

However, in stark contrast to the serene and peaceful Aozaki Mayuki, the large tree seemed to be enduring unspeakable agony.

The white sphere trembled slightly from time to time, emitting a low humming sound, and its size gradually decreased, as if it was slowly moving towards liberation.

Then, the surrounding spiritual particles began to gather rapidly, and a spiritual pressure barrier, similar to the spiritual particle membrane that once enveloped the Hōgyoku, lit up.

The massive projects outside seemed to have nothing to do with Aozaki Mayuki.

He slept peacefully like a baby and had a sweet dream.

In his dream, he vaguely saw the ordinary middle-aged man with magical eyes.

It felt as if I was above the clouds, surrounded by nothingness, with only two parallel, snow-white staircases extending to the horizon.

There, the two of them met unexpectedly.

As Aozaki Mayuki climbed the stairs, she couldn't wait to look up.

The middle-aged man, dressed in a pristine white robe, was slowly walking down the covered walkway above the dome.

His aloofness made it difficult to feel disgusted; he gazed down at himself with an air of looking down on all living beings.

It radiated a holy light that made people afraid to look directly at it.

Those deep eyes revealed a love that needed no words to express, but also an indescribable weariness.

If there truly are gods in this world, then this is what they should look like!

Aozaki Mayuki thought to herself.

This man exuded an innate sense of authority in him.

He was born to be a god!

"Aozaki...Mazuki!"

The middle-aged man slowly descended from the top of the sky, softly calling out the name of Aozaki Mayuki.

For some reason, a surge of joy welled up inside Aozaki Mayuki, and without hesitation, he called out the middle-aged man's name loudly:

"Yohav!"

Yohavikh did not respond, and continued walking down with a kind smile on his face, as if he were about to fall from the sky to the ground.

He quickly reached the bottom of the stairs, one more step and he would fall into the mortal world.

Just as he was about to take the next step, he suddenly stopped, then slowly turned around, looking up at Aozaki Mazuki standing high above with a deep gaze.

At this moment, Aozaki Mayuki, who was walking towards the high sky, also stopped his steps, turned slightly and lowered his head, his gaze meeting his below.

The sunlight shone on their faces.

Chapter 187 Nothingness

The sun on the horizon,

Is it the setting sun hanging on the horizon at sunset?

Or perhaps it is the light of the rising sun at the break of dawn?

Aozaki Mayuki had no way of knowing.

Because that sun just hung there on the horizon, neither rising nor setting.

The afterglow of the setting sun seemed to drape Yohavkh's face in a golden veil.

The rising sun illuminated Aozaki Mayuki's figure, making it shine brightly and dazzlingly.