Thousands of feet in the air, the winds howled fiercely.

From the earth below came faint tremors and thunderous roars, whispers of death and Destruction, distant yet near. Yet the life-and-death struggle in the high heavens seemed close enough to touch.

Looking up, the sky was dark and foreboding, as if divine beings reigned above, but those gods were in a battle of their own.

Looking down, the world was a vast, white expanse, making everything seem as tiny as ants, though even those ants roared and wailed in their ceaseless struggles.

Above and below, the troubled world was filled with conflict.

Like a chessboard.

But what Invisible Hand was manipulating all this?

Who was above even the higher heavens?

Could this also be what they call Heavenly Destiny?

Ji Jue looked up at the shattered Boundary Membrane before Jian Yuan and the colossal roaring engine behind it, his heart in turmoil.

Suddenly, Jian Yuan turned his head, green eyes rising in Flame Light, and scrutinized:

"You seem very tense?"

"Yes."

Ji Jue's gaze fell, silently gripping the handles of his wheelchair, "With such a scene before us, how could I not be tense?"

Jian Yuan glanced at his wheelchair, as if he could see the blade hidden within, and reminded him, "Now is not the best opportunity."

"I know, which is why I am tense."

Ji Jue managed a slight smile, not bothering to conceal it, and looked past him, "What is this?"

"The remnants of a once-glorious age, nothing more."

Jian Yuan reached out, touching the fiercely operating engine, and mused, "In exchange for this, Lu Changsheng requested my assistance—the last legacy of the Matrix generation is said to lie here.

After so many years of pursuit by others, all in vain."

Ji Jue mocked with a smile, "Such a thing, you can't make it?"

"Even if I could make it, what then?"

Jian Yuan shook his head, "What is precious is not this mere husk, but its own mission, the Sky Rail that once connected the whole world behind it..."

For a moment, Ji Jue wanted to hurl himself at the engine, crossing the mere inches that separated them, to awaken the struggling residual spirit within the cage.

Yet he couldn't move.

Reason restrained his body, forcing him to sit motionless in his wheelchair.

When he glanced around with the corner of his eye, he discovered the CEO had vanished without a trace, a growing heaviness in his heart—real dogs were truly dogs, and a dog in leadership was indeed a dog, a leader at that.

The most detestable things in the world, it had them both. Why had he foolishly hoped for anything else?

Jian Yuan stood before him, the engine right before him, and there would only be one chance.

He had to wait.

But from the brief silence, he heard Jian Yuan's mocking voice, "Isn't this why you came?"

Dead silence.

He stiffened in place, unable to move.

"In the past, the term 'Mo Zhe' was a general label.

Among them, the vast majority came from within the Eternal Empire, like the last generation Matrix, who sacrificed himself in front of the Emperor. Who could have imagined the Emperor's hand would draw a sword against the Emperor?"

Jian Yuan looked back at Ji Jue, whose hands clutched the armrest, and taunted, "Since you possess Non-attack and bear the legacy of the Saints, how could you possibly be ignorant of this?"

Ji Jue did not remain silent, simply shaking his head indifferently,

"What if I truly know nothing?"

Jian Yuan said nothing.

Just looked at him.

Was this Ji Jue feigning ignorance, or was it just sarcasm?

He didn't care.

"Whether you know or not does not matter."

He genuinely did not regard the so-called Matrix legacy highly, "The past is gone and cannot be pursued, let alone depended upon. If one truly wishes to pioneer an era, how can one rely on past glimmers?"

Jian Yuan raised his hand towards the heavens, "Today, let's see—how much of the Sky Rail's former glory can I, Jian Yuan, recreate?"

In that instant, an infinite dark light surged, bursting out of the workshop, shooting into the sky, scattering over the earth like a colossal pillar that penetrated the axis of heaven and earth.

As if it stood right at the center of the world.

The so-called, Tian Yuan's position!

The Boundary Membrane completely collapsed, disintegrated, and melted away like snow, and from it came the high-pitched roar of the engine, like thunder, resonating through heaven and earth.

Amidst the thunder, Ji Jue instinctively wanted to stand up, but immediately after, waves of darkness washed over his vision.

He couldn't move!

His neck, heart, arms, legs, right eye, internal organs...

All the punishments once inflicted by Jian Yuan, those cold, dark runes suddenly activated, writhing like living things, transforming on their own. When they linked together, they triggered a world-upending transformation, turning into a lock that penetrated flesh and soul, utterly sealing him within!

And then, he saw Jian Yuan raise both hands.

From the broken shell with countless defects, a lush maze of Matrixes sprouted, transforming from the air, turning into a complex spiritual construct.

Instantly, it reached into the engine, seizing control of everything.

Like a key in a lock.

Perfectly fitted.

Click!

That moment, a crisp sound echoed through heaven and earth.

The noise and distortion of the engine vanished, all former resistance suppressed and erased, nowhere to be seen. In its place, a grand hymn arose, the combined vibration of countless pieces of steel!

Spring City shook dramatically.

Then, the sky cracked.

A silent, purple-black fissure opened, stretching across the sky above Spring City, followed by another, crossing each other like a blood-stained cross.

The wound of the world.

Beyond that scar lay infinite darkness and strange, shimmering lights converging into a colossal entity, its mere fragment, barely perceived, seemed to swallow the whole world whole.

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