What if you ascend to the wrong world?

Since the gods returned to the astral plane and ceased to roam the world, strange places called 'Ancient God Ruins' have been appearing all over the world.

Even today, the true cause of the 'Ancient God Ruins' remains a mystery.

According to the legends of the Church of Dawn, the 'Ruins of the Ancient Gods' were formed by the corruption of divine power after the Lord of Dawn defeated the Ancient Gods.

But those apostles of original sin who pursue the 'authority of the ancient gods' say it is a gift from the 'ancient gods' to this world.

There are many different opinions about this within the Dharma Masters Association.

Some believe that the 'Ancient God Ruins' are the product of the divine overflow formed after the death of an ancient and powerful being many years ago.

Some people believe that the 'Ancient God Ruins' are actually the 'Ancient Gods' themselves, but their level is too low and their cognition is limited, so they cannot understand this form of existence.

Some even believe that the world was created by the 'Old Gods,' and that the Astral Gods are merely thieves who stole the power of the Old Gods.

The appearance of the 'Ancient God Ruins' signifies the imminent return of the 'Ancient Gods.' Fearing retribution, the gods have returned to the Astral Plane and ceased interfering in the mortal world.

In short, there are all sorts of opinions, but everyone thinks their own opinion is more reasonable, so no one can convince anyone else.

"It's about time." Ye Tu looked at the ancient god's ruins that were only a hair's breadth away in front of him.

He originally planned to approach the 'Ancient God' later.

But the plans couldn't keep up with the changes.

In the past few days, through the divine power cast by the Lord of Dawn, his understanding of the rules of the world has reached a completely new stage.

So he began to analyze the extraordinary elements of this world, that is, the essence of 'magic'.

Magic, the extraordinary foundation of this world.

In a sense, whether it is the 'Dawn Holy Power' used by the Dawn Cultists, the 'Magic Power' refined by the mages, or the 'Divine Power' possessed only by gods.

They are all just different manifestations of magic.

Therefore, understanding the essence of magic is equivalent to comprehending the extraordinary rules of the entire world.

This is something Ye Tu has been doing ever since he came into this world.

however……

However, the process did not go as smoothly as he had expected.

When he truly began to understand the essence of 'magic', he discovered that the magic in this world was bound by layers of sinister, cold, invisible shackles.

It is blurry and indistinct, and cannot be analyzed further.

how to say……

It seems that there is an incomparably powerful being forcibly imposing its will on every bit of magic in the world.

Not only did it obscure the true nature of magic, but it also influenced the entire world through its own will entangled in magic.

However, given the strength of the rules in this world, even the Goddess of Light, who unified all concepts of 'light,' would still fall short of achieving this.

So who is it?

The answer is obvious.

'From this perspective, the unobservable, elusive force that led Ivia and Irenevit towards 'fall' must also be related to the 'Ancient Gods.'

As Ye Tu thought this to himself, a strange glint flashed in his eyes.

If my guess is correct, then what is this?

To draw the whole world as a 'book'?

But what is the purpose of the 'Ancient God' doing this?

Do you find it interesting?

Or is it an unconscious, instinctive influence on the world...?

With a thought racing through his mind, Ye Tu took a step forward.

As visible ripples spread across the void, his figure disappeared from the boundless grassland.

……

……

goo~

goooo~

The hoarse chirping of birds pierced through the thick fog and echoed in the barren forest.

As far as the eye could see, the thick, gray-black fog stretched endlessly, with extremely low visibility.

A winding path stretched into the depths of the thick fog.

Desolate, eerie, and devoid of any life, just like the ancient god ruins near Sky Island back then.

Ye Tu walked along the path, pondering as he ventured deeper into the thick fog.

Before I had gone very far, the uneven ground under my feet began to soften, feeling like I was walking on some kind of thick, sticky, and slippery carpet.

On the right side of the path, in the thick fog, a fist-sized scarlet eyeball appeared out of nowhere and was staring intently at Ye Tu.

hum~

As a strange fluctuation spread, an alien force powerful enough to distort the senses of a level nine archmage instantly struck Ye Tu.

The omnipresent gray-black fog surged and billowed.

If it were an ordinary person, they would probably be truly doomed.

But Ye Tu only glanced back at that eyeball.

At a glance!

An immeasurable amount of immortal information poured out, instantly causing the eyeball to swell to the size of a human head as if inflated.

The scarlet pupils turned silver-white, and the greed and madness within them were replaced by a detached and serene calm.

however……

The surrounding dark gray fog seemed to sense something absolutely intolerable, and it all surged toward the silvery-white 'Immortal Eye'.

Every wisp of mist was like a highly concentrated acid, scorching the 'Immortal Eyes' with a hissing sound.

quickly!

With a soft 'bang', the 'Immortal Eye' exploded directly under the scorching mist, turning into wisps of pure energy that drifted away.

"Just as before."

In the outside world, the seeds of the 'Immortal Path' have been sown due to the spread of the 'Basic Magic Refining Method'.

Although the 'knowledge' and 'objects' of the pure Immortal Path still pose extremely high dangers, the world has begun to accept the 'Immortal Path'.

This can be seen from the fact that Elliott saw the [Return to Truth and Evolution Diagram] not long ago, yet his mind and body showed no signs of alienation.

But the 'Ancient God Ruins' are different.

Its internal rules remain exactly as they were originally, without any trace of 'immortality'.

"Freedom and transcendence, eternity and permanence..."

Clearly, the 'Ancient Gods' are also beings who have reached this level.

With a slight stirring in his heart, Ye Tu did not stop, but continued to venture deeper, his figure quickly disappearing into the thick fog.

Along the way, many evil creatures, like that eyeball, saw him as prey.

However, upon first seeing him, the body of the person directly exposed to the "immortal pollution" mutated uncontrollably, transforming into a pure "immortal being".

Ultimately, it was rejected by the internal rules of the 'Ancient God Ruins' and disintegrated into wisps of pure energy.

Who is the real 'terror'?

Deep in the barren forest, a blurry figure, shrouded in profound Daoist energy, clung to the ground, not daring to move an inch.

Three minutes later.

Ye Tu had already reached the end of the path.

What came into view was a ruin shrouded in thick fog, with flickering dark red flames adding an eerie touch to the already oppressive atmosphere.

In the center of the ruins, a dilapidated ancient castle stands silently.

The half-closed iron gate swayed gently, occasionally emitting a piercing creak, and the flowerbeds on both sides were covered with withered black flowers.

Chapter 58 'Take Away' the Authority

This is the core area of ​​the ancient god's ruins.

"A castle..."

When he first experienced the turbulent process of ascension and accidentally entered this world, he also appeared in an ancient god's ruins.

However, the core area of ​​that ancient god's ruins was a dilapidated seven-story tower, and its overall structure was far less complete than that of the ruined castle.

Thinking it over, Ye Tu walked across the road covered with gravel and pebbles.

The mist flowed with his movements, causing the dark red flames hidden within to flicker, their light flashing intermittently.

Before long, he traversed the entire ruins and arrived at the castle.

squeak~

With a piercing sound, the half-closed door slowly opened.

Whew!

A gust of wind swept in, blowing away the withered black flowers in the flowerbeds on both sides. Countless black petals danced in the wind, swirling around Ye Tu.

From a distance, it looks like a large black hand tightly gripping Ye Tu in its palm.

Ye Tu, however, paid no attention to this and continued walking towards the dilapidated castle.

And those black petals, carried by the airflow, touched...

Do not!

Just by getting close to Ye Tu, the deep black quickly recedes, turning into pure white.

Even the howling wind became gentle.

The petals, as white as jade, fell one after another, quickly turning into wisps of pure air, yet adding a touch of brightness to this dim world.

Step inside the castle.

The fog was still thick, and a pristine red carpet, spotless and untouched by any dirt, stretched from the entrance of the main hall up the steps to the very top, appearing extremely incongruous.

The walls were covered with a kind of gray-black vine that twisted like the limbs of a demon.

Numerous blurry oil paintings were hung on the wall, densely packed, almost covering the entire wall surface.

However, most of these oil paintings were covered by vines, and only three survived.

The first picture is located on the left side of the entrance. It is already half covered by vines, and the exposed part is full of messy, mottled patches of color.

The second painting is located on the right side of the entrance. It is still relatively intact and is hardly covered by vines.

The painting depicts two dark purple beads, resembling eyeballs, covered with mysterious patterns.

"【The Hidden Eye】..."

After staring at the second picture for a while, Ye Tu looked up at the end of the stairs.

There hangs the third oil painting on display, which is also the most unique painting in the entire castle.

It is not only larger than the previous two oil paintings combined, but the content of the painting is also very interesting.

The upper part, which occupies two-thirds of the painting, is a warm and bright dawn.

The lower half, which occupies only one-third of the painting, is a pale yet delicate face.

The two are clearly distinct, yet they are eroding each other.

But if you hold your breath and observe carefully for a while, you will find that the corrosive effect of that warm morning light is significantly stronger.

Almost every second, the area occupied by that pale yet delicate face was getting smaller.

At this rate, it probably won't be long before the warm, bright morning light fills the entire oil painting.