Feng Zheng, who had somehow arrived, looked up and sighed.
Many Human Race experts started bowing, bidding farewell to the shortest-lived Human King in history.
"Well," said Mu Dan suddenly, "Boss, I've arranged everything."
A question mark appeared on Master Wang's forehead.
In the next moment, three streams of light suddenly bombarded the chains of the Death Path.
The chains shook, and the Ship of the End seemed to grow angry, with countless tentacles poised to lash out.
Snap!
A crisp snap of fingers, as Bai Gu's figure emerged, making the tentacles move incredibly slow.
Luoshan Hermit's form streaked by, and before Wang Jixuan could react, something forcibly ejected his Primordial Spirit.
He looked down to see the Three Realms Wanderer trapped within the chains, held tight.
Wang Jixuan: ...
The Three Realms Wanderer winked at him.
Bai Gu reminded: "The second life has thirty seconds to say goodbye to the third life."
Luoshan Hermit quickly began extracting the imprint of the Death Path from Wang Jixuan, planting it into the Primordial Spirit of the Three Realms Wanderer, whose Primordial Spirit had somehow reached the Heavenly Immortal level.
——This infusion wasn't difficult for a Daluo Golden Immortal.
Master Wang smiled wryly: "You this..."
"Consider it penance," laughed the Three Realms Wanderer, "I look good, don't I? Boluo's Residual Spirit is still inside; someone reliable must go in to guard. Senior Bai Gu will soon be assimilated by the Time Dao, and he'll become the Guardian of the End of the World Beast, meaning I won't die. Later, I might even get to Dimension Ascend. When you and Mu Dan ascend, we brothers might roam the high-dimensional world."
Wang Jixuan nodded: "Maintain your true self."
"Don't worry, I wouldn't let myself down."
Snap!
Bai Gu snapped his fingers, and the chains vanished, instantly absorbing the Three Realms Wanderer into the Ship of the End.
The Ship of the End lightly trembled, turned, and drifted toward the Chaotic Sea.
Wang Jixuan's Primordial Spirit fell back, was sucked into the Immortal Body, and fell into Mu Dan's arms.
Wang Jixuan faintly heard...
"First mate! First mate is back!"
"Boluo got eaten, we ate Boluo."
"We're complete, we're complete."
"We must complete the ascension! We are a whole!"
"Ah."
Wang Jixuan sighed lightly, finding a more comfortable position in Mu Dan's embrace.
Mu Dan whispered: "Boss, when are we going to explore the high dimensions?"
"What's the rush? Let's enjoy life first. I'm going to nap a bit; don't take advantage of me!"
"Oh, Boss is so stingy. I'm a hero, surely I deserve a bit of a reward, right? At least Amina doesn't mind."
"Get lost with that..."
Wang Jixuan's snores began.
The surrounding Human Race experts each breathed a sigh of relief.
...
Then, a hundred years later.
Earth.
A certain cemetery for martyrs.
In the sky, a busy aerial highway, with household spaceships carrying residents to outspace transit stations.
The city seemed a bit crowded as the cemetery, originally built on the plains, was now surrounded by tall buildings everywhere.
A fleet of flying devices landed outside the cemetery.
Guards secured key paths, and drones everywhere entered combat readiness.
A middle-aged woman in a military dress leaned into a hovering wheelchair, slowly making her way to the neatly arranged tombstones.
The woman in the wheelchair grew gaunt by the day.
Her mechanical arm had been updated to a household version, lacking explosive power, but still aesthetically pleasing.
Beneath her pinned-up long hair, her face still appeared young.
For reasons unknown, the Spiritual Energy of the Solar System began to rapidly fade, and she started aging over the past two years, despite maintaining a youthful appearance for years.
This was normal; she accepted it calmly, even felt fortunate.
Fortunate she wouldn't need to waste more social resources.
The remnants from the war era, ultimately, were to rest here.
Lingtong raised her hand to touch the photo on the tombstone; this was her first mechanical team member, her closest elder sister, who perished in a Blade Beast attack.
"Ah..."
Lingtong murmured:
"Soon we will fight side by side again."
"And then?"
An abrupt voice suddenly sounded.
Lingtong stood frozen.
Tears inexplicably streamed down her cheeks.
She restrained her urge to turn around, fearing it was an illusion, or just a dream from napping aboard a flying device.
Until a pair of strong hands gently pressed on her shoulders.
Lingtong raised her hand to grasp these hands.
Wang Jixuan, through the hovering wheelchair, embraced her, as strands of immortal power gently nourished her body.
"Did you finish contributing to humanity?" Wang Jixuan asked.
"Mm," Lingtong lightly nodded, "finished... But, doesn't Amina mind you looking for your ex-girlfriend?"
"Of course not, I'm an Immortal Emperor now. I've saved half the world; can't my personal life be a bit chaotic?"
Master Wang laughed.
Lingtong looked up at him, finding he seemed unchanged, just as when he left.
Wang Jixuan pushed the wheelchair toward a nearby vortex, softly saying:
"Let's go, we'll talk on the way; I've waited decades for you, and you actually worked a hundred years before retiring."
Beyond the vortex, a few silhouettes awaited with smiles, a banquet long prepared.
"I'm already old," Lingtong said softly.
Wang Jixuan whispered to her ear: "Perfect timing, come retire with me. I have a visual universe travel plan; not sure if you're interested."
"I might consider it."
"Come on, just considering; I thought you'd be more enthusiastic."
"We now have a former boyfriend-girlfriend relationship."
"Then I can open a time line for us to stay together; it's not a challenge for me anymore."
"Huh?"
They drifted into the vortex and disappeared in an instant.
A flower petal floated from somewhere, landing before the tombstones, adding some color.
...
Meanwhile.
These four words aren't accurate because there's no concept of time in the Chaotic Sea.
Somewhere in the Chaotic Sea, inside the End of the World Beast wrapped in a giant cocoon.
In a magnificent palace, seven beautiful fairies danced gracefully, while the Three Realms Wanderer lounged on a divan, enjoying the music and dance, all the while glancing at Boluo's Residual Spirit hanging from a column outside the hall.
Boluo's Residual Spirit had no power left.
But having endured the shocks of the high-dimensional world, it possessed an undying trait.
At this moment, it was suffering from soul-scouring punishment.
It even lacked the strength to wail.
The Three Realms Wanderer shook his head, continued leisurely enjoying the music and dance, allowing his new life to drag on.
Suddenly.
A shadow lightly swayed in the corner.
The Three Realms Wanderer leapt up, instantly turning the beautiful dancers in the pool into golden light, returning them to the murals on the walls.
The Three Realms Wanderer stared at the shadow that gently drifted closer, too tense to speak.
He felt an incomprehensible force.
A force far above the residual spirits here!
[No need to be nervous.]
The shadow divided into four big words and a punctuation mark.
The Three Realms Wanderer whispered: "High, high dimension?"
[Yes.]
The shadow formed words again.
[They can't observe this place; I'm here to make a deal with you.]
"What kind of deal?"
[I'll support you; let you become the dominant soul of this End of the World Beast, devour other residual spirits, to complete the ascension.]
"Huh?"
The Three Realms Wanderer paused.
"Why choose me?"
[Because of your special nature.]
[Because Mu Dan is your third life's maid.]
[Mu Dan will become one of the key forces to change the high-dimensional world.]
[I am from the high-dimensional world resistance organization, where there is war too, with powerful civilizations oppressing the weak ones, arbitrarily manipulating and interfering with various material universes.]
[I need comrades, and Mu Dan and the future Wang Jixuan are important targets to win over, and you, even though entering the high-dimensional world via the End of the World Beast may be at a low level, can still be helpful.]
The Three Realms Wanderer bore several lines on his forehead: "Can I refuse?"
[Of course, I can erase this memory; it might cause some impact on the current Matter Realm, but the impact is controllable.]
"All right, you seem pretty reliable... what's your name?"
[Yang Ming.]
[Current leader of the high-dimensional resistance army.]
(The End).
