Genshin Impact, I, a mere mortal, cannot accompany you to the very end.

"A presumptuous mortal."

The Keeper of Heavenly Principles said calmly, his eyes still devoid of any extra color. He didn't even glance at Qingye Leiming, as if the latter were nothing more than insignificant dust.

He has the right to disregard all of this. Standing atop Sky Island, the survival of a person, a city, or even a nation is of no importance to Him.

The Keeper of Heavenly Principles stands in a higher dimension; in His eyes, the only important thing is to maintain the entire world.

Those who uphold the principles of Heaven are undoubtedly the most correct.

Therefore, He could not understand Kiyono Raimei, nor could He understand the emotions of this mortal—clearly, that mortal wanted to kill Him.

Although I don't care.

Humans are too weak.

Their short and insignificant lives are but a drop in the ocean compared to the eternal laws of nature.

This is also true of the mortal named Kiyono Raimei.

Tenri saw it at a glance.

He was about to die of old age; his body was already as weak as an oil lamp, and he was incredibly frail.

But he said he wanted to challenge himself.

Therefore, those who uphold the laws of nature will never understand mortals. They are so foolish and weak that if no one guides them, they will only bring about their own destruction.

"Why?" Out of curiosity, Tenri asked an unusually extra question: "You knew it was impossible to succeed."

Why should we help that big snake?

"call..."

Kiyono Raimei felt suffocated.

That majesty was simply overwhelming.

The fact that he could raise his head and look directly at that being in the sky had exhausted all his energy. Mortals have no right to look up at the sky.

His lungs were convulsing, his heart was tearing, and all the muscles in his body were trembling.

Do you remember it clearly?

Kiyono Raimei gritted his teeth and said.

real.

That girl.

She always smiles, likes to hold a paper umbrella, wears a full-length white kimono, and has a hydrangea tied at her waist.

She is dead.

"..." The Sustainer looked thoughtful, and finally, she exclaimed, "Baal?"

“He’s really dead,” Kiyono said.

"She died on your orders. You know she wasn't good at martial arts. Her sword was never drawn. She was a very gentle goddess. She always said that Inazuma didn't want war, but she died on the battlefield. Don't you find that strange?"

"All living beings die; demons are merely more powerful mortals."

The Sustainer said indifferently that He was already tired of the conversation.

"This is no excuse for ignoring her! You shameless woman!"

"She's dead, and you can't even remember her name was 'Zhen'!"

Kiyono drew his sword, the Kamikiri, which trembled violently, its blood-red patterns rolling around. Amidst the thunderous vibrations, it emitted a hissing sound like a snake. Kiyono swung his long sword horizontally, dragging it on the ship, and sparks of fire burst forth.

'I have given my heart to Inazuma'

The demon's blood flowed upwards along the blood groove between the blades, into Kiyono Raimei's palm, then climbed up his right arm, over his shoulder, and finally reached his heart.

Kiyono Raimei's appearance had changed. Blood-red lines crawled onto his cheeks, his headband came undone, and his long hair danced wildly in the wind. At this moment, he was full of blood energy and did not look like a samurai, but rather like a demon.

"Kanria has been slaughtered, the whole world has been polluted, Haiqi Island has been destroyed, and Inazuma is entangled in eternal filth. You are great, but that is not a reason for you to ignore them."

“You sit high on the Sky Island, manipulating the pieces of the world, so you hear no cries of mortals, but that is no excuse for your indifference toward them.”

"I want you to hear the voice of mortals."

"I want you to hear real weeping, I want you to hear the loneliness of shadow, I want you to hear the mournful cry of the Great Serpent Kingdom when it was destroyed, and I also want you to hear the souls of every soldier on Hachi-Yun Island, the roars of those heroes as they charged toward their deaths."

"I will let you hear the thunder of mortals."

"I can't kill you, but I want you to bleed a little. That's the way things are!"

[Start Compression]

[Remaining lifespan: half an hour]

Kiyono disembarked, stepping into the waves, with Kamikiri trailing behind him, blood staining the seawater he walked on. His eyes were wide with rage, his hair standing on end.

[Remaining lifespan: 15 minutes]

[Remaining lifespan: half an hour]

Suppressing everything to the extreme, compressing Kiyono Raimei's entire life into that one moment, gathering all the past five hundred years, all the memories of five hundred years, all the moments of five hundred years into this moment.

All the moments of the past five hundred years, the long river of Qingye Leiming's life, all come to an end here, in that instant of 0.3 seconds.

They converge in the same moment.

A burst of light.

[Thirty seconds]

Kiyono started running slowly, initially at a slow pace, but gradually increasing in speed. He left the waves behind, the wind pressure behind, and even his life behind.

The further forward you go,

The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes slowly disappeared, his long silver hair danced in the air, but the ink color seeped into it. The old man disappeared, his lungs stopped convulsing, he no longer felt cold, he no longer coughed. The old man disappeared, and he became that boy again.

A young man, riding a horse and singing, dressed in fine clothes and full of vigor, will die in the same youthful state as he came.

A person cannot choose their birth, but they can choose how they leave this world. This is the nobility of humanity—whether they die like a cherry blossom branch in full bloom or like fallen autumn leaves, it is up to them to decide...

Kiyono Raimei believed that the shape of his death defined the shape of his life.

The way you die determines how you become eternal.

This is a kind of pride and self-restraint unique to mortals, a spirit that the laws of nature can never comprehend.

This is the shape of the human soul.

The heart of the demon god pounded in his chest, a power no mortal could withstand.

But it didn't matter; he just wanted that moment.

Martial Arts Skill: 89

...

Martial Arts Skill: 90

Kiyono Raimei finally crossed that level, that realm that no ordinary person could ever reach in their lifetime.

Although it was only 0.3 seconds—he was honored to be able to touch his dream before he died.

This is the slash that a ruler of the mortal world has wielded with the full force of his life.

"Trespass!"

Heavenly principles rebuked the Dao, and it raised its right hand, changing half of the sky. Light scattered, space was distorted, and invisible cubes opened up, filling the entire firmament.

"I am the upholder of the natural order."

He said this, and the blocks pressed down, and the sea was submerged, dusk fell, and the whole sky pressed down.

"call..."

Do not move.

Kiyono Raimei lowered his body, pressed his hands together against the God-Slaying Blade, and white mist gushed out from between his teeth. The cubes disappeared in his eyes, and the world became clear and transparent, leaving only that one moment in front of him.

One heart.

[Remaining lifespan: 10 seconds]

He closed his eyes and heard the roar in his heart.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!!

"I am the maintainer of human reason."

[0.3 seconds]

He finally reached that moment.

He drew his sword, transforming into a lightning bolt that flashed for 0.3 seconds at the edge of the sky. The lightning pierced through Tianli's shoulder, and drops of golden blood scattered out.

Tianli finally felt pain, a sensation he had never experienced in a thousand years, both unfamiliar and long-lost.

The thunder dissipated in the air, and after it dissipated, rolling thunder echoed throughout the world, leaving the heavens and earth empty.

Kiyono Raimei's life came to an end here.

His death was in the shape of thunder. He will also be eternal as thunder.

"See you next time," he whispered in Tenri's ear before he died.

Volume 1: Chapter 31 Miss Fox's Tofu Shop Opens!

The shadow returned to Inazuma.

Inazuma seemed unchanged, still peaceful and serene. The New Year was approaching, and the news of His Majesty the Pillar of State's departure had not yet spread. Dozens of lanterns still hung at the Lantern Festival had not been taken down, and the candlelight, dimly glowing, warmed the room.

The alleyway was filled with shouts and calls: vendors selling candied hawthorns, weaving straw hats, and fishing for goldfish—all common sights during winter festival ceremonies.

Osmanthus and yukatas, however, carried the scent of early spring. The streets were filled with pedestrians wearing kimonos and walking in twos and threes.