The comments said I was deeply affectionate, I just added points by using an alternate account.

The illusory figure of the dried corpse raised its hand, and countless dark blue chains of text surged from all directions, attempting to imprison her and that power once again.

His power of words was never just an ordinary superpower; it was a product of its time.

After Baal bound himself to his power, his existence led to humanity becoming the dominant force.

In his quest for yin-yang balance, his power spiraled out of control; any brief word could have an effect, leading to utter destruction.

This is something that even Baal, who is hailed as a hero, cannot control, so how could an ordinary girl possibly control it?

Su Yuehe looked at the chains.

Yes, he's right.

She is just an ordinary person.

A mortal who was forcibly given immense power.

She should give up.

However, Chen Guan's words echoed at this moment.

"They are yours."

Those pains, those struggles, those days and nights spent gritting your teeth and persevering in your weakness.

They're all hers.

It belongs to Su Yuehe.

In the pure white space, the phantom of the dried corpse sat cross-legged.

"Give it back."

An aged voice rang out, offering patient advice.

"This power, from its very inception, has been the trend of the times."

"I cannot control its endless growth, and my era has come to an end. I can only seal it away with my death."

"It should not have seen the light of day again, much less have been grafted onto an innocent life."

Countless chains of dark blue text emerged from the void and approached Su Yuehe.

"Give it up, child."

"You can then get rid of this pain and return to the life you deserve."

Su Yuehe's body stopped trembling.

She looked at the approaching chains, and at the ancestor before her who had turned to skeletal remains to end the curse.

He was right.

Once you give up, everything will be over.

All that torn pain, all those years shrouded in lies, can now come to an end.

She can turn back into an ordinary person.

but……

"Your talent is a lie, but your hard work is not."

Chen Guan's voice pierced through this pure white space of consciousness, echoing clearly in her mind.

"They are yours."

Su Yuehe raised her head, her gaze passing through the chains and landing on the phantom of the dried corpse.

She recalled the days and nights she had spent in the training room, exhausting herself in order to control this power.

She recalled the resolute determination she had shown when using this power to protect her teammates in the face of all sorts of demons and monsters.

All that sweat, all that struggle, all that pain, all that perseverance.

It's all hers.

"You're right."

Su Yuehe spoke, her voice soft, yet it dispelled the confusion around her.

"The source of this power does not belong to me."

She reached out and touched the nearest chain of words.

The chains transformed into gentle specks of light at her fingertips, merging into her body.

"But the will that has fought with it until now belongs to me."

"Everything I've sacrificed to master it belongs to me."

"All the pain I have suffered because of this power also belongs to me."

Her eyes were clearer and more determined than ever before.

"You sealed it in death, but I will let it be reborn in my hands."

"It is not a mistake, not a curse. Power itself is neither good nor evil. I have used it to protect many people, and now I will not let go, nor will I in the future."

The illusory image of the dried corpse flickered for a moment. Just now, it seemed as if something flew from its body into the girl's body.

Su Yuehe stood up and bowed deeply to the illusory figure.

"From today onwards, its surname is Su."

outside world.

The collapse of the ruins came to an abrupt halt.

"W-what happened?"

Wang Shuo looked towards the center with surprise and uncertainty.

"It's stopped shaking?"

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

Su Yuehe, who was kneeling on the ground, stood up.

The raging, dark blue text behind her vanished without a trace.

A huge, stable golden character floated quietly behind her.

【Certainly】

The moment this word appeared, all the distorted light and shadow, all the churning ground, and all the rubble about to be thrown into the turbulent flow of time and space froze in place.

The chaotic laws of time were forcibly smoothed out by a more powerful will.

"She...has she gotten it under control?"

Huo Qixing stared at the completely unresponsive compass in his hand and exclaimed in disbelief.

An Changqing was about to step forward when Long Ao stopped him.

"Don't go over there, look."

Long Ao's gaze passed over Su Yuehe and landed on a place further behind her.

An image of a skeletal, dried-up corpse is rising from the ground.

It is no longer part of the memory image, but appears before everyone as an independent entity.

that's it.

This taboo, which Lu Ming unearthed from the dust of history, is the source of all this.

An immense mental pressure descended once more, heavier than ever before.

Wang Shuo groaned, his brain felt like it was being gripped by an invisible hand, and his knees buckled as if he were about to kneel down.

But the pressure vanished in the next second.

It is Su Yuehe.

She stood there calmly, and the golden character "定" (meaning "steady") behind her flashed slightly, instantly dispelling the oppressive aura.

The dried corpse stared at Su Yuehe with its empty eye sockets.

At the same time, he also saw the coffin, and surprisingly, he saw a look of relief on the face of the mummified corpse.

Then, it raised its arm, its withered fingers pointing to the diary.

The diary moved on its own without any wind. After turning to the torn pages, new lines of writing appeared on the blank pages.

The handwriting is elegant, but it is not Lu Ming's handwriting as mentioned earlier.

"My name is Yan, born to command all things, yet burdened by them."

"To avoid bringing disaster to the world, I have bound myself here and isolated myself from the world."

"After I die, this power will return to heaven and earth, and there will be no more 'Word Spirit'."

"Today, however, we see those who come after us."

"With a mortal body, I bear the power of the gods; with the will of a mortal, I will recreate the name of the spirit of words."

"good."

As the last word fell, the image of the dried corpse began to become transparent, turning into specks of golden dust that dissipated into the air.

[Holy crap, he's come back from the dead! The old man's come to deliver his own death.]

[I can't bring myself to criticize him; he's a real old man.]

[This isn't a free cheat; it's just a direct takeover of Lao Su Plus.]

[Lao Su is finally no longer so secure; he's stood up!]

Chen Guan withdrew his left hand and put it back in his pocket, as if he hadn't done anything.

The tingling sensation in my arm is still there, but it's no longer a big deal.

Baal stopped his cackling laughter, sighed, and said in his mind, "How could that old bastard be so dead? I thought he was going to come back to life."

The collapsed ruins have been completely stabilized.

The solidified tents and instruments became incredibly real, no longer mere illusions.

Here, it became a truly timeless, eternal amber, existing independently of time.

The golden characters behind Su Yuehe disappeared. She turned around, her face still pale, but the pain in her eyes was gone.

Her gaze swept over An Changqing and Long Ao, finally settling on Chen Guan.

She opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something.

An Changqing quickly walked to her side and supported her swaying body.

"Yuehe, are you alright?"

Su Yuehe shook her head, but her gaze did not leave the coffin.

"Thank you."

Her voice rang out clearly.

"If it weren't for you, I might have given up already."

Chen Guan looked at her and only replied with one sentence.

"I promised you, didn't I?"