Sometimes, the person who knows you best isn't yourself, your wife, or even your enemy.

But quite possibly, it's your craftsman.

Abilities, matrix, blessings, preferences, style, habits, and even weaknesses.

All these things, for the Chosen One, are secrets that must never be revealed, not even in a dream. Yet for a craftsman, they are transparent.

It's like a middle-aged man gathering the courage to sit before an old doctor to have his pulse taken. As the doctor's lips slightly turn up at the corners, you should sense some understanding with him.

Don't let unpleasant words be spoken; just obediently take whatever prescriptions he gives you!

Otherwise, what? Are you going to argue with people holding software search results? Here's a red clown nose—guess who dropped it?

The demonic descriptions by Tong Hua and the many descriptions and introductions by Sister Wen can only sketch out an outline, at most putting a few labels on it for understanding.

Ji Jue truly understood Tong Shan when he took the flag from his hand.

Ji Jue didn't even need to ask; once Mechanical Descent was activated, he thoroughly mastered everything about Tong Shan's abilities.

Including the Burning Star Phase that was dissipating above the firmament right then...

No way? No way?

Those two idiots... they couldn't possibly think that the Burning Star Phase needed a flag to be unleashed, could they?

Hilarious!

During maintenance, Ji Jue had felt the flag from top to bottom, inside and out, and found only two blessings inside it: Ascension and Ether, both of auxiliary types, absolutely irrelevant!

This was just like a walking stick when climbing or a tripod when taking photos; they are means of saving effort and worry. Having them is convenient, but the difference between having them and not is hardly significant…

At that moment, seeing all this, Ji Jue almost couldn't help but laugh out loud: Who says the Heavenly Origin Path is rigid, that Tong Zhiwu doesn't deceive?

From the beginning, the pit for Yan Chong and Ling Zhi was well-prepared!

No, looking at Tong Shan's habits, this pit might have been buried for many years, who knows how many people have already blindly stepped in!

Now, under the "death-inviting moment" created by Yan Chong at the cost of his remaining vitality, Ling Zhi, who had always been lurking nearby posing the greatest threat, had voluntarily shown up.

Above the firmament, Tong Shan's usually solemn and indifferent expression subtly changed, a mocking curve forming in the reflection of Yan Chong's eyes.

How delightful.

In that instant, the hidden Rebirth shape from the start of the battle was revealed!

Origin Stone Twelfth Rank, Summoning, Transformation, Rebirth, Transcendence stages.

In the Summoning Stage, blessings are obtained, enhancing the essence of abilities; in the Transformation Stage, a direction for the future path is chosen; in the Rebirth Stage, one undergoes radical changes, no longer a mere human; in the Transcendence Stage, solidifying the Circle Realm and receiving the Divine Essence of Superior, until transcending the bounds of Heavenly People and becoming an integral part of this world's glory.

Now, as the shackles of Telekinesis were loosened layer by layer, the supernatural form of transcending humanity unfolded without thousands of arms or terrifying changes.

In just an instant, Tong Shan's skin lost all its color, turning into a flawless, unblemished pure white, as white as paper.

And his blood, too, transformed from scarlet. Under the transformation of the matrix and blessings, it quickly deepened until, at last, it became pure black.

At this moment, the Invisible Brush dipped in pitch-black blood, on the pure white paper, began furiously writing countless tiny interconnected characters, looping like chains around the skin, crisscrossing into view.

Setting down the grand chapter's beginning, writing the order of the Heavenly Origin, constructing a distant and elusive future.

Desire, or perhaps, a wild fantasy.

—A generation without disasters!

Hai Province is plagued with disasters, Cliff City with chaos.

Ever since he became aware, enjoying opulence beyond the common man's imagination, experiencing luxurious food and clothing, Tong Shan stood atop the mountain named family, gazing at the turbulent, barren world, flipping through painful histories of the past, and even more than once personally experiencing the many disasters rampant in the Ether records of his elders.

Regrettably, he never yearned for the Ether Path.

A hundred and forty years ago, the Disaster Beast turmoil of North State, the disaster that covered Yunzhou 110 years ago, the hurricane and blood rain that ravaged half the Federation a hundred years ago, the fall of Spring City decades ago, the wild sands of forty-one years ago...

Until ten years ago, at the age of sixteen, he personally witnessed the chaotic Flame Tide disaster that burned thousands of miles, reducing the Fertile Plain to ashes, causing famine for three years, and even now the food supplies haven't recovered. The vast tide poured into the sea, boiling it for five days; epidemic and toxins still not cleansed. Countless dead from this ensuing hunger and deprivation...

Why has it come to this?

And how did it come to this?

In that moment, he realized that Ether couldn't change any of this.

Calamities are endless, inevitably hard to sever; the paths of the Heart Core and Ascension are too trivial, the Ruins Path is too lofty, at most they could solve temporary and local troubles, but if one truly wishes to substantially reduce or even sever natural disasters, then it must necessarily be sought in the Heavenly Origin!

For this, he was willing to forsake both his mission and family legacy.

Continuing the Tong family, with uncles and younger siblings was enough, why need one more of himself? Regardless of how outsiders praised his broad-mindedness and his commitment to Cliff City, he understood that he was the one selfishly choosing so-called ideals—greedily leveraging his family's support, climbing upwards, altering and changing the family legacy of Heavenly Listening, enhancing himself.

Finally, under his grandfather's guidance, he transformed himself into a fulcrum intertwined with Ether and Heavenly Origin.

In that moment he was reborn under the essence infusion from Superior, what he achieved was this "Disaster Prevention Book" with himself as the medium, barely outlining a beginning!

Perhaps one day, it could be gradually completed, transforming the Circle Realm, altering the Time Wedge, even establishing the Origin... but compared to its final completed form, it isn't even a draft right now.

However, to deal with two clowns… it's completely sufficient!

At this moment, as the cover page of the Disaster Prevention Book emerged from his skin, completing instantly, chapters shifted and countless records rapidly flowed.

The page of Self-burning Star traced back, sweeping past meteorites and deserted nights, and stopped on the third page of Celestial Phenomena.

— "Catastrophe of Destruction"!

Thereafter, following the disintegrated phase of the Burning Star, a crack quietly opened in the vacuous night sky, followed by a second, then a third, and a fourth...

Countless intertwining cracks, like tearing through thin paper, revealed the Cosmic Abyss behind them.

"Everyone, hold steady!"

Ji Xue's face drastically changed; she suddenly sped up, recklessly increasing her own time, racing through the slowed time like lightning, instantly pulling everyone together, pulling out the fixed rope, and winding it around.

Jiang Xuan slammed her hands to the ground, and iron walls rose up, enveloping them; dense roots of steel spread from underground, growing.

Then, everyone finally felt the belated sensation of weightlessness...

Telekinesis converged, gravity collapsed, and infinite mass intersected here, finally forming the disaster that had materialized in the mortal world during the disturbances of the Superior Eternal Gate two hundred and ten years ago.

At most, it was just a black spot the size of a thumb, yet it caused Ling Zhi, who had just appeared from the shadows, to drastically change her complexion and let out an involuntary scream.

Sadly, it was too late.

Too close, close enough to snatch away the life of Tong Shan.

At the same time, he had delivered himself into the deadly range of the gravitational pull…

"Goodbye."

That instant, he saw Tong Shan's lips move, but he heard no sound; then the world seemed to warp, swirling around him from the inescapable screams and roars.

He wanted to grab onto Tong Shan, but Tong Shan's body seemed like an illusion, unattainable.

The sounds of cracking could not transmit outward, and the collapsing form was also distorted by light; no matter how he tried to Shadow Transform and weave through, he couldn't escape this vortex of despair.

Even more fatal was a hand from behind...

In the last moment, he left behind a last testament that no one heard.

It was a resentful roar:

"Yan Chong!!!"

At the moment he sensed the anomaly, the severely wounded Yan Chong did not hesitate to break the broken sword, reducing the attraction, and then forcefully pushed on Ling Zhi's back, propelling him into the deadly vortex, using it to escape the range of attraction, even at the cost of severing his own half!

Stepping on his teammate, he gained a slim chance of survival, and after escaping, he transformed into a streak of blood and sped away.

In an instant, he vanished.

Not even the violent fluctuations stirred up by the collapsing vortex could catch up to him.

He ran!

In just a blink, two reborn ones, one obliterated, one severely wounded and escaped.

The victor was decided.

When countless debris and wreckage were swept into the sky and fell like torrential rain towards the ground, Ji Jue saw the unrecognizable madness from behind the slowly opening iron walls.

Even the scattered figures running in all directions amidst the storm...

Having barely escaped the most deadly gravitational vortex above the vault of heaven and not having been annihilated by the aftermath, the few remaining members of the Evil Cult ran without hesitation, imitating their superior, desperately fleeing.

"We can't let them get away!"

Lou Feng reacted and wanted to pursue them: "My aunt, my aunt still…"

Ji Jue, without hesitation, tripped him again, pinning him down, and when he saw him dare to struggle, he quickly brought him to his senses with two firm slaps: "Calm down, your aunt is still alive!"

He warned: "If you want your aunt to stay safe, shut up, and don't meddle unnecessarily!"

It wasn't just talk; he had witnessed the seemingly eternal Spiritual Crystals with his own eyes.

According to what Professor Ye had told him, the Rebirth Rank in Spiritual Shaping usually had minimal physical change, focusing more on the soul and spirit. The most significant feature was that even if control was lost, the shaped spiritual form could still ensure its existence and nature, as if crafting something out of nothing, enduring perpetually.

Until its user died.

At this critical moment, capturing the living was no longer the priority.

After all, no one was better positioned to capture someone than Tong Shan from above; since Tong Shan hadn't made a move, there was no need to cause additional problems.

"Time is limited, come over, help out!"

Ji Jue frantically searched the ruins for remaining items, including the supplies they had just unloaded from the car – food, medicine, and water. Fortunately, thanks to the tight packaging and sturdy boxes which had survived many impacts, much remained intact. Some that were broken could still be eaten after being wiped, as desperation negates selectiveness.

Without the time to be picky, behind Ji Jue, Mercury tendrils split into seventeen or eighteen paths, seeking all visible supplies and then throwing them to the sluggish Lou Feng and other teammates.

With Tong Shan's nod, the others also silently joined the effort, and within just two minutes, the carriage was chaotically filled with various items.

Finally, when everyone had boarded the vehicle, Ji Jue found a large bag of items in the bull-cart's carriage, scattered them around the ruins in a large circle, then got in the car.

The car raced off, and after a distance, Ji Jue finally pressed the remote control.

A distant rumbling came from the darkened distance.

Explosives!

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