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

She stomped her foot hard, soaring into the sky, breaking through the dome of the courtyard, and landing on a flying vehicle that had already taken off and was waiting.

Without pausing for a moment, the aircraft roared out of the atmosphere.

Yunyi nestled in her arms and looked out the window, where he saw a massive, breathtaking fleet taking off.

The ships were entirely crimson, each shaped like a vermilion bird spreading its wings, with sharp rams at the bow like bird beaks, and wing-like structures on both sides of the hull spewing out scorching flames.

"Vermilion Bird Fleet, all personnel, full speed ahead and evacuate!"

The woman's voice was amplified and carried throughout the entire fleet.

Yun Yi paused slightly when he heard the words "Vermilion Bird Fleet".

Suzaku?

Having always been surrounded by the world's high technology, I was still a little taken aback when I suddenly heard about the mythical creature, the Vermilion Bird.

Thinking about all these years of absorption, the name "absorbing divine blood" doesn't seem so strange.

Before the thought could even take shape, an even greater shock came.

The fleet began to accelerate.

The speed was extremely fast; the ground shrank rapidly in the field of vision, the clouds were instantly pierced, and the planet beneath our feet quickly turned into a sphere.

Then, Yunyi saw it.

He leaned against the back window, watching the planet being swallowed up by wave after wave of red.

It started as a single point, then expanded to a patch, and finally became the entire hemisphere.

The red color seemed to have life, seemed to have weight, and gradually eroded the surface of the planet.

The planet is making sounds.

The sound was indescribable, like the entire planet groaning, roaring, and collapsing.

Then, the planet shattered.

It split open in the middle, and more red mist poured out of the crack, like a severed major artery.

The red mist spread rapidly in all directions, its speed matching that of the spaceship flying at full speed.

Yun Yi's pupils suddenly contracted.

The direction in which the red mist spread was clearly aimed at them.

Just as the red mist spread to a certain distance, a crack suddenly appeared deep within it.

A huge eyeball opened in the red mist.

The eyeball was larger than the planet they had just left, with a pupil as red as lava and an iris covered with dense black lines, like some kind of eerie runes.

It simply hung there quietly, yet cracks began to appear in the void wherever one looked.

"Warning! Warning!"

"Everyone, look away immediately! Do not look at the eyes in the red mist!"

"Repeat, everyone immediately look away! Do not look at the eyes in the red mist!"

"No one is allowed to make eye contact with God No. 3! No one is allowed to..."

The warning was repeated again and again, a total of ten times.

Yun Yi had already been pulled into the woman's arms, and he could hear her rapid breathing above his head.

"Don't look."

Her voice trembled, "Please, please don't look."

Yun Yi naturally didn't look at it.

He is not stupid.

That thing is clearly not something we should mess with right now.

The fleet accelerated again, the roar of the engines almost shattering eardrums, and the speed suddenly reached its limit.

The eyeball grew smaller and smaller in the distance, and the red mist could no longer keep up with the fleet's spread, gradually leaving it behind.

I don't know how long we flew.

Yun Yi was held in the woman's arms the whole time and couldn't see anything.

But he could sense that her body temperature was off.

It was so hot, it felt like a fire was burning under her skin.

Even through his clothes, the heat seeped in waves, making his chest feel tight.

Her arms were trembling, her breathing was rapid and erratic, and her heart was beating uncontrollably.

Yun Yi frowned, trying to look up, but she pressed him down even tighter.

"Don't move." Her voice was hoarse, as if she were suppressing immense pain. "We're almost there."

Yun Yi didn't move, but his heart sank.

When he was finally released, he rubbed his eyes and glanced out the porthole.

Then he froze.

There is a planet outside the window.

A planet composed entirely of steel, light, and mechanical structures.

The surface is covered with countless layers of buildings, towers, domes, platforms, and passageways, densely packed together, like a mad creator piling up all the creations of an entire civilization on a planet.

This planet is at least a hundred times larger than the one he just left.

In terms of volume.

Yun Yi roughly estimated that the mass of this steel planet was probably equivalent to that of a small star.

But what shocked him most was the very edge of this steel planet.

There is a door there.

A massive door, carved entirely from white jade.

Above the door, three large characters are written in a vigorous and elegant style.

South Heaven Gate.

Yun Yi stared at those three words, his brain went blank for a full three seconds.

No.

Nantianmen?

What about the Southern Heavenly Gate in mythology?

Before he could think it through, a very soft groan came from behind him.

Yun Yi turned his head.

The woman stood by the cabin door, one hand on the wall, her knuckles white, her face paler than paper.

She was trying to calm her breathing, but fine beads of cold sweat were already seeping from her forehead.

"Mom?" Yunyi called out.

"It's nothing." She forced a smile. "Mom has some things to take care of. You go back with them first."

After she finished speaking, she turned to leave.

Yun Yi stepped forward and grabbed her hand.

It was scalding hot to the touch, like holding a piece of red-hot iron.

The woman paused for a moment, then looked down at him.

Yun Yi was also looking at her.

A faint crimson tinge flashed in her pupils, so fleeting it was almost an illusion.

"Your hands are very hot," Yunyi said.

"It's okay, Mom will be back soon."

She gently pushed his hand away and turned to leave.

Her steps seemed steady, but Yunyi noticed that her shoulder swayed noticeably when she reached the corner.

Yun Yi stood there, watching her figure disappear at the end of the passage.

The feeling that something was wrong was getting stronger and stronger.

Deity No. 3.

Blood of God No. 3.

The enormous eyeball that opened in the red mist when that planet shattered just now—that aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

His adoptive mother was also injected with the No. 3 divine blood.

Now, her body temperature is burning hot, her pupils are red, and her condition is clearly not right.

Yunyi then recalled her earlier words, "Mom will be back soon."

But she has been gone for a long time.

long time.

As time went on, Yun Yi's inner tension grew increasingly high.

He turned around and ran towards the operating room.

Following my intuition, I knew my stepmother was in that room.

Countless possibilities flashed through his mind along the way.

The worst-case scenario is that the group discovers there's something wrong with the woman's divine blood and chooses to kill her outright.

If that were the case, Yun Yi's eyes darkened.

Although he had been telling himself for the past six years that this woman had simply mistaken him for someone else, and that he didn't need to invest too much emotion in her.

But after six years of care and companionship, and the genuine smile on his face every time he visited with gifts, he wasn't made of stone.

If it really comes to that, he wouldn't mind revealing some of his cards beforehand.

The operating room door opened.

Yun Yi rushed in and immediately saw the woman.

She was enveloped in a light blue energy field, suspended in the center of the operating table, with dozens of probes extending from all directions and piercing into her body.

Her face was pale, and her forehead was covered in cold sweat, but she was still alive.

A group of people stood around, wearing white coats, nervously operating various pieces of equipment.

The older man at the head of the group turned around and glanced at Yun Yi, then nodded slightly.

"Young Master, Madam is alright."

He said, his tone calm but with a hint of weariness, "The awakening of the No. 3 divine blood has caused a backlash. We are currently stripping away the mutated part of the divine blood and injecting new nutrients and stabilizers."

He paused for a moment, then said, "The surgery was a success; your wife will not die."

Yun Yi stood there, watching as the group carefully extracted a crimson liquid, radiating terrifying heat, from the woman's body and sealed it into a specially made container.

Then another tube of golden liquid was injected into her body.

The woman's complexion recovered somewhat at a visible speed.

Her eyelids twitched, and she opened them with difficulty, seeing Yun Yi standing in the doorway.

She forced a weak smile.

"My son..."

Yun Yi walked over and took her hand.

That hand was very hot, as if it had just been taken out of a furnace.

"I'm here," he said.

The woman closed her eyes, as if finally at ease, and fell into a deep sleep.

Yun Yi stood by the operating table, looking at her sleeping face, and remained silent for a long time.

Then he looked up at the huge steel planet outside the porthole, and at the white jade-carved Southern Heavenly Gate on the edge.

His eyes were calm, but only he knew what lay beneath that calm.

Deity No. 3.

South Heaven Gate.

The Vermilion Bird Fleet.

The Institute for Creating Gods.

This world is much more interesting than he imagined.

He withdrew his gaze and looked back at the sleeping woman.

After confirming that there were no major problems, I left.

Yunyi leaned against the alloy wall of the corridor.

But just as he stood still, footsteps came from the other end of the corridor.

Yun Yi glanced up and looked around.

He was a boy, about sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a loose black trench coat over a white shirt with the collar open. His hair was a bit long and partially covered his eyes.

He looked very lazy, with his hands in his pockets and walking as if he were taking a stroll.

Yun Yi glanced at it and then looked away.

He has no interest in talking to anyone right now.

But the footsteps were getting closer and closer.

Then it stopped.

Yun Yi raised his eyes slightly and found that the boy was standing three steps away from him, tilting his head and looking him up and down.

Yun Yi frowned.

He didn't speak, but the meaning was clear: something's wrong?

The boy took another step forward, grinned, revealing a set of white teeth, and smiled very openly.

"You're Yun Yi, the one who maliciously interfered with the Paradise of Reincarnation, aren't you?"