He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

He turned around and looked at Yun Yi.

Then he froze.

Yun Yi stood there, looking at him with a calm gaze.

It wasn't praise, it wasn't relief, it was—helplessness.

Before Yue Dan could react, the ground beneath his feet suddenly lit up.

A huge silver ring emerged from beneath his feet.

The ring was covered with dense patterns, like some kind of sophisticated circuit.

The moment the ring lit up, an invisible force surged from all directions, pressing down on him and pinning him to the spot.

He struggled, but the force grew stronger and stronger, like a mountain pressing down on him.

He roared, bracing himself on his arms as he tried to stand up.

The bones creaked and groaned, the muscles bulged to their limit, and the veins stood out.

He stood up a little.

Then—another force pressed down, stronger than before.

He knelt down again.

"Stop struggling."

Mu Yu's voice came from behind, "That's a gravity cage that I designed specifically for people like you."

"At maximum output, it can create gravity equivalent to the surface of a small star."

"You are strong, but you are not strong enough."

Yue Dan knelt on the ground, trembling all over.

He raised his head and looked at Yun Yi, his eyes filled with resentment.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty——"

Yun Yi shook his head.

That's enough.

Yue Dan was stunned.

Yun Yi looked at him.

"You've done a great job."

Then he looked up at Xiang Muyu.

Mu Yu stood in the ruins, with ten thousand genetically enhanced warriors behind her, Yue Dan immobilized at her feet, and scattered mecha wreckage all around her.

A slight smile played at the corners of her lips.

"Your general is gone."

"Your personal guards are useless."

"Your imperial city cannot stop me."

"What else do you have?"

Yun Yi looked at her and remained silent for a long time.

Then he asked:

"Finished?"

Mu Yu was stunned for a moment.

"The battle is over," Yun Yi nodded. "Now it's my turn."

He raised his hand.

It was very light and slow, like performing an ordinary action.

next moment.

The imperial city was in turmoil.

It's not the same movement as before.

The city walls began to rise, not grow taller—they grew.

New bricks and stones grow between the existing bricks and stones, like new buds sprouting from trees.

The city wall grew from three zhang to ten zhang, and then from ten zhang to one hundred zhang.

Those silver-white mechs, in its presence, turned back into children's toys.

The ground began to tremble.

It wasn't an earthquake—it was the imperial city breathing.

Every street is like a blood vessel, every palace is like an organ, the bricks and tiles are like skin, and the beams and pillars are like bones.

The entire imperial city came back to life.

It's not a metaphor; it truly came to life.

On the city wall, the patterns carved over a century began to glow.

It wasn't golden light, but true dragon energy—golden, blazing, and possessing immense power.

The dragon energy condensed into substance, transforming into countless small dragons that roamed the city walls, weaved between palaces, and hovered in the sky.

Mu Yu's pupils suddenly contracted.

She saw the mecha wreckage being swallowed up by the dragon's energy, melting, and disappearing.

She saw the ten thousand genetically enhanced warriors begin to retreat; some threw down their weapons, while others collapsed to the ground.

She saw the fighter jets climb to their highest point, only to be caught up, entangled, and torn apart by a dragon-like aura.

She saw the imperial city open its eyes.

On the city wall, above the two huge city gates, there are two cracks.

Golden light shone from the crack, like two small suns.

The imperial city is watching her.

Mu Yu stood still, motionless.

"What...what is this?"

Her hands were trembling.

She had considered that the other party might have hidden cards up their sleeve.

But she never imagined that his trump card would be so powerful.

"You..." Her voice was hoarse, like sandpaper scraping against stone, "You knew from the beginning that this would happen?"

Yun Yi did not answer.

He simply stood there, his raised hand gently falling.

Following his gesture, the imperial city slowly bowed down—the hundred-foot-high city wall resembled a giant beast lowering its head, the coiled golden dragon resembled a weary bird returning to its forest, and the countless small dragons that roamed among the palaces all turned towards her, their dragon eyes facing her, their dragon might as solid as a mountain.

Mu Yu's legs finally gave way.

She knelt down.

It's not that I want to kneel, it's that my body is kneeling on its own.

The imperial fortune of ten thousand years, the faith of countless people, and the foundation of a hundred years of national prosperity—all rested on her shoulders.

She gritted her teeth, bracing herself against the ground, her fingernails digging into the broken stone slabs, blood seeping from her fingertips.

"So," her voice was a little hoarse, "from the very beginning, I had no chance of winning?"

Yun Yi did not answer.

He simply looked at her, his gaze devoid of mockery, pity, or even the triumph of a victor.

It was just calm.

It was as calm as a bottomless pool of water.

Mu Yu suddenly smiled.

The smile was bittersweet, yet also resigned.

"So what you just said—sleeping, eating, watching flowers, watching the sun set—was it out of pity for me?"

Yun Yi shook his head.

"It's not pity. It's—"

He paused, seemingly considering his words.

"It is I who feel that you should not live like that."

Mu Yu was stunned.

"In that world, you are not human."

"You've killed too many people here."

"But you're right, you want to stay, you want to live well, you want to see the flowers bloom and fade—these are true."

Yun Yi's voice was calm, "I can see it."

Mu Yu's eyes suddenly stung.

She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but found that she couldn't say anything.

"So I'm giving you a chance."

Yun Yi looked at her, "Atone for your sins."

"Use your skills to ensure that the people of Da Yan have enough to eat, warm clothes to wear, and a good life."

"Those who died deserve an explanation."

"Those who are still alive also need an explanation."

"Give them to me, and I will give you—a chance to live."

Mu Yu stood amidst the ruins, golden dragon energy wrapped around her wrist. Behind her were trembling warriors, and before her stood the fifteen-year-old emperor.

She suddenly remembered the first time she saw the moon.

That was the first time in her life that she felt—it's so good to be alive.

Now, the boy stands in front of her and tells her, "You can live, but you must live like a human being."

She took a deep breath, suppressing the stinging sensation in her eyes.

"it is good."

She said, "I'll do it."

Yun Yi looked at her, remained silent for a moment, and then nodded.

He raised his hand and waved it gently.

The dragon energy wrapped around her wrist loosened, and like a docile snake, it slowly swam back to the imperial city.

The once-standing imperial city slowly bowed down, its walls receded, its palaces returned to their places, and its dragon aura dissipated into the night sky.

Everything was restored to normal—except for the battlefield, which was now a complete mess.

Mu Yu stood there, staring at that figure from behind, and suddenly felt a little dazed.

"You...you trust me that much?"

"Only one out of ten reincarnators can survive."

"You...don't want to go back?"

Yun Yi didn't turn his head, his voice calm:

"We will go back naturally."

"It just depends on when I want to go back."

"But don't worry, I'll save you for last."

"At least let you experience life fully, like a human being."