Suddenly, Tang Qi smiled.

He did not exhibit disdain or mockery, nor did he show the pride and cunning as suggested by the Lord of Light; he simply looked on at the performance in the sky with a composed expression.

In the chapter of "Teaching," after bestowing and punishment, guidance for the newborns and the Judgement Angels asked question after question of the "Light," receiving answers and conveying them to the believers on Earth.

Witnessing all this, above the real world, was the complete Extraordinary World.

And above mystery, the "All Spirits" whose number and state were unknown.

Tang Qi had quietly cast an Illusion Spell earlier, and none of the Forest Demons in the woods could see his movements or hear his voice.

At this point, Tang Qi's attention had shifted away from the Lord of Light and Charles I.

With an "equal" gaze, he watched those terrifying, indescribable eyes in the firmament above, and a doubt arose: "The All Spirits begin to awaken one by one; could the dawn of a new era be so mundane?"

Tang Qi's sigh did not stir any commotion.

The state of the Light seemed not too well, or perhaps cautious of something, and its conversation with Charles I did not last long, unlike ancient texts like the Holy Blood Book that could elicit thousands upon thousands of questions with a single answer.

After a total of ten questions, they concluded.

"Always chant My Lord's name, and you shall be spared from the encroachment of all evil and demons, to enter this Realm of Light and, within that peaceful Radiance, obtain eternal joy."

As if adopting another personality, Charles I, grasping his road staff, wielding the Holy Sword and the Golden Balance, his back adorned with layers upon layers of endless snowy white wings, proclaimed his status as the Angel King, slightly bowing his head to admonish the believers.

Then, his body turned into endless Light Feathers, merging with the gentle Holy Light, flowing into that mysterious, vast portal.

"Light, My Lord!"

Together with the chanting of the Transcendents from the Light Camp, the portal in the heavens began to slowly close.

The last trace of Holy Light was on the verge of fading.

The scene that shook the entire Mysterious Side, resembling a mythic epic, was about to conclude.

The "audience," who could not move and could only passively endure, was ready to stand up, prepared to engage in discussion for at least several months and produce a plethora of papers and books.

As a participant who was about to become a legendary figure, Tang Qi was also ready to leave.

But at that moment, Tang Qi seemed to sense something, his figure suddenly freezing in place.

His head jerked up.

Once more, he looked toward those dreadful, indistinct, and grand eyes. The Realm of Light was about to close, this epic performance also nearing its end, but none of those eyes above mystery had shut.

Indeed, more and more eyes began to emerge.

An unimaginable presence nearly brought time and space of the Origin Star to a standstill.

Before Tang Qi, the Book of Nothingness materialized, its cover eyes suddenly blinked.

In an instant, several Chaos Mushrooms sprouted.

But with this momentary feedback, Tang Qi felt waves of those fearsome, vast and vague wills transmitting from above mystery.

Tang Qi could not comprehend those wills nor analyze them.

Every pair of eyes!

Represented a Divine!

Even if they were still asleep or not yet fully awakened, they were still the All Spirits above mystery.

And Tang Qi was still just a fragile Fake God.

But at this moment, Tang Qi could vaguely sense one or two pieces of obscure information, causing him to immediately freeze in place, the calm expression on his face once again disrupted by the information.

"The All Spirits... are communicating!"

"What are They waiting for?"

"What is it that has filled All Spirits with such curious anticipation?"

When these two vague messages emerged, Tang Qi's thoughts began to race, overcome with an extreme sense of Abnormality that suddenly swept over his Mind.

"So, witnessing the awakening of the Lord of Light, witnessing His schism with Rafael, witnessing His proclamation of punishment against me... these are not the reasons why All Spirits, amidst the increasingly violent Spiritual Tide and on the verge of awakening, would divert their will to pay attention to the Origin Star?"

"Or perhaps, it's just one of the reasons."

"In addition to that, do They attach more importance to what is about to happen?"

"Sigh!"

As Tang Qi pondered frantically, he suddenly felt his eyes burning. Instinctively reaching to rub them, his hand froze mid-air; from within his eyes, Red Flames began to surge out, not the Flame Spell, but...

"The Crucible!"

When Tang Qi uttered these two words with great difficulty, he was even more horrified than when he first heard about the punishment the Light had in store for him. His entire body turned rigid like a statue, from his fingertips to his scalp, feeling a tingling sensation all over.

The searing Molten Furnace Flames surged not only from his eyes but also from every pore on his body. It was as if he were back in Messer City when he had first practiced enough to qualify for Promotion, with Flames like Red molten sweat pouring continuously from him.

Subconsciously, Tang Qi cast a "Body Control Spell" and "Illusion Spell" on himself to conceal everything. At the same time, a secret that he had once heard echoed again from the depths of his Memory.

"'The Crucible' is a powerful fool; it was born earlier than 'Light,' earlier than 'Thorns'. It is a creature of the Origin Era, but it has been on the wrong path from the beginning, which has caused it to rapidly approach its own Doomsday. Before that, it might instinctively try a desperate act of self-preservation..."

"A desperate act of self-preservation!"

"This is the change All Spirits have been waiting for, this is the premonition that has been making me feel strange."

"Could it be that, as the only remaining Melter Wizard, my failure to continue sacrifices and to nurture new sparks has led the Master of the Crucible to initiate a self-rescue, right on the night of the Lord of Light's Awakening...?"

"Boom!"

The explosive thought in Tang Qi's mind was still flashing when suddenly, the entire Origin Star returned to daylight.

No, it was a sight even more terrifying than when the Bright Kingdom first descended.

At this moment, it is midnight.

A Sun!

It has appeared.

Without any signs, without any revelations.

In that instant above the canopy of the Origin Star, those mysterious eyes of All Spirits Above Mystery... all of it disappeared.

In their place, filling the eyes of all Life forms on the Origin Star, was a Sun.

Time, space, and all other concepts temporarily lost their meaning.

Including Tang Qi, all Life forms on this vast, ancient Planet seemed to be in an infinite Universe of nothingness and darkness, gazing at an immense and boundless Sun.

It is warm, scorching, and seems to never extinguish, as if it could grant infinite power to any onlooker.

As long as they follow it!

To devote themselves to it!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

This is what Tang Qi feels at the bottom of his heart at this moment, like tens of thousands, hundreds of millions of Volcanoes erupting, countless tsunamis surging, and he couldn't stay calm at all. In his mind, he seemed to hear the "Master of the Crucible's" madness roaring once more.

He fully understood what the so-called desperate self-preservation of the Crucible meant.

"It attempts to learn from the Lord of Light, no, it is simply violently replicating 'Light's methods."

"It wants the Life forms of Origin Star to gaze directly at its Crucible body without the barrier of their Minds, thus by this means, to screen for sufficient Believers and Followers to directly obtain an unimaginable number of Molten Furnace Seeds... Just think, what would happen if, all of a sudden, tens of thousands, or even millions of Melter Wizards appeared on Origin Star..."

As this last thought surfaced, Tang Qi felt his thinking twisted and his head as if it was going to explode, too horrified to control himself.

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