I created the myth of the Great Old Ones.

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Lu Ban fell to the ground, but even so, the cold rain and the soft, mushy soil avoided him. Lu Ban just hovered on the ground, motionless.

"Ugh."

Feng Yu sighed, and a change appeared on Lu Ban's body.

A silvery, fluid-like mist seeped into Lu Ban's blood vessels, passing through the blood vessels and nerve endings throughout his body, reaching every corner of his body.

From this moment on, it can be said that Lu Ban has no privacy that can be hidden from Feng Yu. She can know the exact movement and sensation of every muscle and nerve in Lu Ban.

To put it bluntly, Feng Yu could now completely control Lu Ban's feelings and make Lu Ban feel incredibly good on the spot.

However, Feng Yu didn't have that kind of free time. The silver smoke rapidly repaired Lu Ban's damaged body, rebuilt the neural network, replenished the muscles, cooled down the boiling blood, devoured the necrotic cells, promoted the transformation of new cells, and soothed the turmoil in the brain. From the hippocampus to the cortical grooves, it trembled slightly as if a soft little hand had gently brushed over it.

Lu Ban's consciousness returned once again.

"Your brain structure is a bit strange. When I was repairing it just now, some extra stuff inexplicably appeared, but it seems to be working normally, so it shouldn't be a big problem."

Feng Yu's voice echoed in Lu Ban's ears.

"So you knew resurrection magic?"

Lu Ban felt that he must have been completely dead for about ten seconds just now. By modern medical standards, he would have definitely died once. But now he felt like he was reborn. His body felt perfectly comfortable, and he was even healthier than before.

Feng Yu actually knows how to bring the dead back to life?

No, that's not right either; it's not simply a matter of being brought back to life.

In Lu Ban's understanding, there is no magic to bring the dead back to life in the otherworld. Death is always a cold and indifferent thing. Even the great mages of the Gray Tower who can reverse the rules cannot rewrite the fate of death.

"It's not resurrection, it's just a simple medical technique."

Feng Yu sighed.

"In fact, even human medical skills can do this; it's just a matter of repairing a damaged body. However, I separated your consciousness, soul, ego—basically, whatever you consider yours—from your body along the way."

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Lu Ban was still confused.

"Sometimes when we travel, we can't find a suitable host, so we'll use corpses to make them at least able to walk and collect energy. Compared to a motionless stone, a corpse is more efficient, so we also have some techniques for repairing corpses."

Feng Yu added another explanation.

"So, you were just treating my body like a corpse, fixing it, and then stuffing my brain back in?"

Lu Ban felt he had a pretty good grasp of it.

"You could say that your soul is very special, which is why it can be treated this way. No matter how perfect the body is, without the soul, it is just a walking corpse. Conversely, as long as the soul is intact, even if the body is dilapidated, it can be repaired."

Feng Yu was probably the most qualified person Lu Ban knew to say that.

In fact, their race was probably the first to realize this, knowing that there are limits to being human. The more they explored the extraordinary and came into contact with knowledge from other realms, the more they knew the limits of being human.

So Feng Yu stopped being a decent human being.

They abandon their bodies in pursuit of a powerful soul, even capable of traversing time and space to exist in place of someone in the long river of history.

Ok?

In that sense, Feng Yu and I are quite similar.

In a sense, time travel is also a form of possession.

"Your physical condition is quite good. Although you are a bit of an unpleasant weed, you are quite good as a container."

Feng Yu suddenly started commenting on Lu Ban's physique, which sent a chill down his spine.

Of course, Lu Ban knew that Feng Yu had no intention of possessing him; otherwise, he wouldn't have just put his consciousness back in and simply taken it away.

"You need to exercise well. I've memorized your body's scent. If you encounter any misfortune in a foreign land, I'll retrieve your body and then possess your body."

Feng Yu said some frightening things.

"Then I'll thank you very much."

Lu Ban smiled.

In this way, at least his corpse wouldn't be used by those unspeakable monsters to do strange things, which could be considered as accumulating some merit.

"Let's not talk about these trivial things anymore. Those people should be getting close to the depths of the temple soon."

Feng Yu reminded him.

Chapter 297 The Other Chosen Ones

"Temple..."

Lu Ban chewed on the word as he walked toward the dark mausoleum gate.

Although the scene on the road could only be vaguely seen during flashes of lightning, it didn't matter to Lu Ban. His [True Vision] now allowed him to see the surrounding environment clearly and without any obstruction.

The murals on both sides of the passageway also became clear as the city revived, showing the king's control over the people, as well as scenes of sacrifices and festivals, similar to the nameless city in the wasteland.

"Is Silence a deity who created the Land of Silence, or rather, controls these other realms, and then chose us to complete the tasks He gave us in the time and space of these other realms?"

As Lu Ban walked down, he asked in a low voice.

Now his voice can no longer be heard outside, so he is physically isolated from the world.

"You can think of it that way."

Feng Yu's voice sounded very calm, and Lu Ban didn't know what changes her body underwent when she first learned this knowledge.

"Then, are there other gods in this world, gods of the same level as Silence, who also have their own chosen ones?"

Lu Ban then asked.

"Yes."

Feng Yu's words echoed in Lu Ban's ears, like a newlywed wife whispering sweet nothings to her husband.

"These chosen ones follow the will of other gods, so could they become my enemies?"

Lu Ban thought of the most practical thing.

Feng Yu did not give an answer, because it was self-evident.

The conflict between gods is not like that of humans, which is merely an extension of politics. There is no negotiation, compromise, or pointless peace and deterrence. In most cases, it continues until one side is completely annihilated or completely sealed away.

Therefore, as chosen ones of different gods, they are theoretically enemies.

Lu Ban's current missions involve investigating the whereabouts of certain evil gods, resisting the calamities caused by these evil gods, and dealing with indescribable monsters. While it can't be said that he's doing all good deeds, at least he hasn't done anything particularly evil.

But the other chosen ones...

Lu Ban suppressed his thoughts and continued forward.

The further you go, the more bizarre the murals become. If the earlier parts depict traditional primitive religions, slave societies, or feudal societies, the later parts present strange, incomprehensible, and inexplicable images.

There were giant tentacles and eyeballs from the deep sea, strangely shaped cities and grotesque humanoid creatures, as well as a dazzling starry sky, a distant universe and nebulae. The arrangement of those stars seemed somewhat familiar to Lu Ban, just like the stars he had seen when he passed through the storm.

The deeper you go, the more oppressive it feels, like diving into the deep sea. The patterns on the murals gradually transform into the deep, dark ocean and the vast, boundless starry sky.

At this moment, the deep sea is the starry sky, and the starry sky is the deep sea.

What is buried here?

Lu Ban suddenly felt a gust of wind coming towards him.

It's the sea breeze.

The foul-smelling, damp sea breeze tried to penetrate Lu Ban's nose, but was blocked by Feng Yu's power. The information from [True Vision] fed Lu Ban these thoughts. Lu Ban looked forward and saw a glimmer of light.

He walked into that ray of light.

Lu Ban saw that the surrounding scenery suddenly changed.

Sunlight, blinding sunlight scattered across the earth; this was a world completely different from the storm, except that the air had become even more frigid, and the temperature seemed to be dropping below zero.

Lu Ban saw an island ahead.

It's more like a city than an island.

This city is similar to the ruins of Southern Madur, with its uniquely structured towers and obelisks, but they are more densely packed and towering, like a lost city that has been underwater for millions of years and has finally seen the light of day.

Lu Ban turned his head and looked at the sea surrounding the city.

The sea was calm and still; there was no sign of a storm.

No.

Lu Ban looked up and saw that the sunlight and the blue sky formed a circle, and at the edge of the circle were towering walls made of pure white clouds.

These walls enveloped the area, creating a space of absolute tranquility.

It was obvious to Lu Ban that this was the eye of the typhoon.

The eye of a typhoon has the lowest air pressure and temperature in the typhoon area. At the same time, the wind speed is almost zero. The stronger the wind and rain, the calmer the eye becomes.

Lu Ban estimated that the island was located right in the center of the eye of the storm.

There is good reason to suspect that it was the existence of this island that caused the typhoon to suddenly strike Pohnpei.

He looked around again.

A ship.

It took almost no time for Lu Ban to realize that this was the Starship.

The cruise ship was quietly drifting on the sea, its hull covered in mottled rust, seaweed, and barnacles, as if it had been salvaged from underwater.

The ship moved slowly toward the city, but perhaps due to the lack of power, its speed was extremely slow, raising concerns about whether it could arrive before the storm moved on.

Before that, Lu Ban heard a sound.

It was some kind of foreign language, one he had never heard before.

However, Feng Yu quickly translated the meaning of these words.

"It should be on that island, and we must break the seal as soon as possible before the storm arrives."

It was a man's voice. Lu Ban turned around and saw a person standing behind him.

The man was wearing a gray cloak, and although most of his facial features resembled those of a human, he had four eyes.