The Embers of King's Teyvat Journey

His tone was filled with helplessness. The calamity five hundred years ago was truly terrifying, and all of Inazuma's strongest fighters from that time had disappeared.

If they hadn't left themselves some backup plans, Inazuma would probably have already been completely swallowed up by the dark calamity.

"Back then, did you already foresee what would happen next?" Shadow looked at Makoto. Just as Makoto said, Shadow was only focused on finding Makoto and didn't consider what Inazuma should do.

Fortunately, by the time she returned, Inazuma had already weathered the fiercest wave, leaving her only with the aftermath.

“Of course, now that you’re one of the seven ruling parties, you should be even more sensitive to [that side] than I am, right?” He readily admitted.

"I wonder how much time has passed since I died. During this time, Shadow, you must have endured a lot, right?"

"Don't underestimate me." Shadow's eyes were covered with a bright purple, and her tone was no longer as decisive as before.

"See, so you admit it." Zhen said with a hint of teasing. Her lightning-like body flew even higher.

"This is a gift I prepared for you. Come, accept it before I lose consciousness."

Within the Thunder Spirit, a purple seed slowly fell. Shadow reached out to catch it, her purple tears almost uncontrollably streaming down her face.

"Seeds? Trees again?" Yu Jin asked, looking at the seeds in Ying's hand with a puzzled expression.

Considering it was something akin to a relic, Ember only looked at it. Otherwise, he would have already taken a bite.

"Hmm, unexpected one, thank you for giving me and Shadow some final moments." Lei Ling was incredibly ethereal, almost disappearing.

She glanced gratefully at Ember. In the final moments, Ember consciously avoided the past, leaving her and Shadow with their last moments.

"It's nothing, I was just cleaning up General Thunder. Otherwise, once she leaves, Inazuma will be finished too." Yu Jin opened his palm, revealing a ball of red and white mycelium that he had kneaded.

If these things aren't dealt with, Inazuma will truly become the next Galid.

"Ha...haha." Zhen chuckled dryly a few times, automatically ignoring what Yu Jin was holding, and then her gaze turned to Ying.

"Shadow, keep this seed safe."

"Sooner or later, those people in heaven will come down and let this seed sprout in the past."

Even at the last moment, Shin still remembered to entrust Ying with his final words. The seven kingdoms are indispensable; this was a structure established even before the birth of humankind.

Perhaps the Seven Kingdoms can be without people, but they absolutely cannot be without land, let alone be corrupted by the abyss.

I truly believe that no matter how proud Sky Island is, when faced with the abyss eroding the world, they would be even more unwilling than I am to see such a thing happen.

"Yes, I understand." Ying held the seed in her palm and nodded.

"From what you're saying, you're going to plant trees?" Yu Jin rubbed his hands together; he was very experienced in this.

"Yes, trees were planted in the past."

"Then why not start now?"

Yu Jin's words made the two of them pause. Upon hearing this, both Ying and Zhen looked at Yu Jin, who was rubbing his hands together.

After a short while, Zhen jumped a few times in front of Ying, then Ying nodded and let go, allowing the seed to fall into the ground.

"I think the castle tower is outside, right? Is it alright?" Yu Jin reminded him when he saw Ying's actions.

"Oh no! Quickly dig out the seeds!"

In the purple secret realm, another genuine exclamation rang out.

Chapter 535 Taking Root and Sprouting

2024-03-10

"Boom!"

The purple seed fell from Ying's hand, creating gentle ripples on the mirror-like ground.

And that seed really did disappear without a trace, as if it had fallen into the water.

"Hurry up and throw out the seed!" Zhen screamed, and her body, which looked exactly like Lei Ling's, exploded with countless tiny bolts of lightning.

“I don’t think we can dig any more out.” Yu Jin pulled out a weapon and dug around in the ground. Apart from a patch of purple, there was no seed to be seen.

"Damn it! Shadow, how come you're still as reckless as ever after all these centuries!" He was getting really frustrated. He had finally gotten a sliver of an opportunity, but it had slipped right through his fingers!

"Didn't you agree to it?" Ying looked at the large crater in the ground, somewhat confused.

She nodded immediately upon seeing this, and without thinking, threw the seeds in her hand onto the ground.

Now it seems she made a mistake?

"Even if I agree, you still need to discuss it with the unexpected person first!"

"The seeds have already fallen to the ground, how could you move the action of planting the seeds to the past!" Zhen was quite annoyed, she now only regretted not telling Ying more details.

"Do we need to move the 'planting' action to the past?" Yu Jin stroked his chin, seemingly lost in thought.

"Just actions?" As if to confirm, Ember asked the dimming lightning again.

"As long as this action can go back to the past, that's fine." Zhen hovered in the air, bouncing up and down a few times, which could be considered as nodding.

"Okay, you two step back a bit." Yu Jin waved to Zhen and Ying, signaling them to move aside.

"By the way, if you feel anything unusual, don't resist. If you resist, I'm afraid it will be very difficult for me to move you."

Reaching the large pit he had dug himself, Yu Jin looked at the shadow behind him and gave a reminder.

"What are you going to do?" Ying nodded and asked, puzzled.

"What am I doing? Just cutting something!"

"Oh!"

A massive heatwave swept in from the embers, and in an instant, his outer armor was completely transformed into rolling lava.

"call--"

Sparks spewed from the cracks, densely packed together, like real flames.

"Sister..., you... are stronger again..." Lei Ling, hiding behind Ying, couldn't help but praise Ying as she felt the oppressive aura in front of her.

To actually fight someone like that and not get killed, my sister is getting more and more amazing!

"I……"

The heatwave whipped the purple cloak behind her into the air. She looked at the embers engulfed in flames, her throat dry.

Only then did she understand why Ember hadn't made a move. His strength far surpassed that of the three monsters who had attacked earlier.

The sparks coalesced and then crashed violently into the air above the crater. Cracks gradually appeared in the otherwise empty space.

The appearance of cracks was like the last straw that broke the camel's back; spiderweb-like cracks instantly enveloped the entire space.

"Watch out! Control yourself, don't... move around!"

"Crack!"

Cracks peeled away, and transparent fragments vanished in mid-air, leaving only endless white space behind.

The flowing white found an outlet because of the breach, and countless rays of light shot out from the breach, gradually transforming into a rolling curtain.

The curtain was originally white, but after coming into contact with the real world, it began to have color.

Ying looked up and saw a familiar scene scrolling on the screen, because it was the scene of her fighting with Ember.

Looking at the scene before her, Ying was no longer calm. Her eyes widened in shock, her face filled with disbelief.

"Here!" Amidst the firelight and white light, the embers finally found the point in time they were looking for.

Reaching his hand into the curtain, Ember's gauntlets instantly turned to ashes.

The moment Ember reached in, a flutter of emotion stirred in Shadow's heart.

The feeling was the same as when she was in danger, as if someone was about to attack her.

However, the target of this action is not the present self, but the past self.

Remembering Yu Jin's previous instructions, Ying Qiang suppressed the strange feeling in his heart and tried his best to control his body so as not to react.

In Yu Jin's view, this manifestation was that the shadows on the curtain gradually calmed down. The past and the future are not separate; sometimes, they can resonate to some extent.

That's how the current state of affairs should be.

Ember reached out and firmly grabbed the piece of curtain he had found, then drew a straight sword with his other hand.

This is the straight sword that Ember had cleaned up before, originally intended to teach Shadow a lesson, but now it's being used to cut through time.

"Hoo—" Taking a deep breath, Ember sent the weapon in his hand into the white curtain.

The straight sword, gleaming with cold light, began to decay uncontrollably the moment it came into contact with the white light.

Crimson rust began to grow at a visible speed on the silvery-white blade. Rust residue also fell off the completed blade, forming gaps that resembled insect corrosion.

In no time, a straight sword that looked brand new turned into a black fire poker.

Fortunately, Ember's slashing speed was fast enough that he could swing twice before the straight sword was completely corroded.

"A close call!" Ember pulled the curtain out of the even larger white light and casually threw his mangled weapon into the flowing white light.

In a moment, it turned to ashes and no one could find a trace of it anymore.

Time is the best waste disposal plant; anything that faces it will eventually be reduced to nothing, not even a trace.

"That is……"

“The moment you threw down the seed,” Yu Jin explained, addressing Ying’s confusion.

Looking at the white light in Yu Jin's hand, Ying could see himself in the curtain repeatedly performing the action of "throwing down the seed".

“Five hundred years ago…” Yu Jin explained to Ying before getting busy with his own things.

He looked down and saw only the nerdy girl's life of spacing out, so he lost interest in watching.

The white light at the breach was initially very wide, but as the embers stretched it, it suddenly became much shorter after a certain point.

The white light grew longer and longer, and the past that the embers could see became increasingly distant. He looked back, made a rough estimate, and felt that it was about time.

"Five hundred years?"

"Could we go a little further? The Divine Cherry Tree needs time to grow..." Shin looked at the embers tightly gripping Time, and his voice involuntarily softened.

“Okay.” Yu Jin nodded, then exerted his strength again, pulling the white light at the breach back a little further.

"That should be about right." The white light had dimmed and narrowed considerably, indicating that in a time before five hundred years ago, Shadow was not so reclusive.