Starting with SSS-rank talent, I contracted the Forbidden Ferocity.

[This monument does not bury names.]

This stele bears the name of a person.

The moment the system notification landed, the entire path beneath Shen Ye's feet turned cold.

That nameless mother stele stands in the deepest part of the stele forest.

The surface of the monument is blank.

But the emptier it is, the more uncomfortable it feels.

Because it's not that it has no name.

Rather, it hasn't written out any of the names yet.

The tombstone without a marker stands before the mother tombstone, the broken pen only the last inch remaining.

It looked at Shen Ye, its voice hoarse.

"You always thought I was burying my name."

"Wrong."

"The name will simply be taken back."

"The mother stele is the one that bestowed the name."

Qin Wuji frowned as he listened outside the stele path.

"To bestow a name?"

Zhou Xuan's face was grim.

"If it can generate a name from the source, it can prove that other people's names came later."

Li Xuance's eyes turned slightly cold.

"It wants to create a Shen Ye."

The voice just fell.

The nameless mother monument is now illuminated.

Two characters slowly emerged on the blank surface of the monument.

Shen Ye.

boom!

The threshold of the old Jiangcheng trembled.

The anchor of the Yingming Hall King ship vibrated.

The Beast King's Platform, the name of the anchor, vibrated.

The five certificates, five contracts, and the register of names were suddenly flipped open, the pages rustling as if blown by an invisible force.

A system warning sounded.

[Name creation on the mother monument has been detected.]

[Target: Shen Ye.]

[Risk: Inversion of original name and ownership.]

Once the name creation is complete, the host will be identified as a "name borrower".

[The Anchor by Name, the Anchor by Title, and the Anchor by Contract Name will all be contaminated.]

The two characters "Shen Ye" on the mother monument are becoming increasingly clear.

Before the monument, a gray-white figure began to coalesce.

First the bones.

Then blood.

Then there's the face.

Finally, there were a pair of empty eyes.

That face was exactly the same as Shen Ye's.

A gray-white figure looked up.

A divine beast pattern appeared on his chest.

However, the divine runes lacked a black and gold luster.

Only the deathly stillness of the tombstone.

It looked at Shen Ye and slowly spoke:

"I am Shen Ye."

Outside the path to the monument, Qin Wuji's eyes widened instantly.

"fart!"

But as soon as he uttered the curse, a gray line suddenly rolled towards him from the back of the Wang stele.

Zhou Xuan immediately pressed down on the array plate.

"Don't call his name!"

"The monument is vying for attention; the more you shout, the easier it is for it to borrow your voice!"

Qin Wuji shut his mouth abruptly, his face looking frighteningly ugly.

Li Xuance tightened his grip on his sword.

They can testify.

But at this moment, we must not shout.

Because the mother monument is not asking who is the real one.

It is giving birth to a truth that "looks earlier".

Inside the monument path.

Shen Ye, dressed in greyish white, raised his hand.

Five stone tablets emerged from behind it.

Gray night feather.

Nine gray-white candles.

Grayish-white Longyuan.

Grayish-white dust of calamity.

Gray and white returned to the ruins.

They all have names.

It also has an appearance.

But there was no expression in his eyes.

Without a tombstone, he whispered:

"I've seen your documents."

I've seen your animal name too.

"I've seen your battle tactics, your title, and your real name."

"The mother monument can give birth to a complete you."

"From now on, you are the fake one."

Shen Ye, dressed in grey, raised his sword.

The black and gold short sword, a replica of the original in stone, materialized in its hand.

The next moment, it unleashed a sword strike.

All beasts are annihilated by a single strike.

The path to the monument was covered with a gray-white sword light.

Night Feather's wings suddenly unfurled, and the true Black Sun Netherfire crashed down.

The two sword lights collided.

Shen Ye took half a step back.

Shen Ye, who was dressed in greyish white, also took a half step back.

Qin Wuji's eyelids twitched.

"It can even generate combat tactics?"

Zhou Xuan stared at the array plate, his voice tense.

"It's not learning."

"It's deducing the move from the name."

"As long as a tactic is famous, it can produce an empty shell."

Shen Ye, dressed in grey, drew his sword once more.

This time, it's a final, all-or-nothing strike.

The Heavenly Punishment Eye on Jie Chen's forehead suddenly lit up.

The gray-gold lightning shone on the sword shadow.

Countless cracks immediately appeared on the surface of the sword shadow.

The dust of the calamity roared.

[Void Calamity.]

Shen Ye's eyes flickered slightly.

"An empty shell?"

He looked at the ashen-white Shen Ye.

The other party has his own face.

His name is on it.

He has his own tactics.

His beast-taming skills are evident.

But there were no injuries.

There was no blood.

They lacked the fighting spirit they had when they came all the way here.

Shen Ye suddenly smiled.

You were born incomplete.

Without a tombstone, the name of the deceased was lost, and the pen stopped.

Shen Ye, in a cold voice, said:

"I am Shen Ye."

Shen Ye raised his sword.

"Where did you strike first during the beast tide in Old Jiangcheng?"

Shen Ye, who was dressed in greyish white, did not answer.

Shen Ye took a step forward.

The black and gold sword gleamed.

"During the Nanjiang Grand Examination, what did Ye Yu burn for the first time?"

Shen Ye, dressed in grey, raised his sword to parry.

clang!

It took a step back.

Shen Ye continued forward.

"In the King Conferment Trial, how much slower was Meng Qianqiu's final sword strike?"

Shen Ye's eyes were vacant, his complexion pale.

It can give birth to "Meng Qianqiu".

Yet it couldn't generate that half-breath of sword pressure.

Shen Ye took his third step.

What did the Blood River Saint Son say before he died?

The myriad beast divine patterns on Shen Ye's gray-white chest flashed intensely.

The two characters "Shen Ye" on the mother monument began to sway.

The sound of a tombstone without a name is chilling.

"Memories can also be regenerated."

Shen Ye said:

"Memory can be fabricated."

"I can't stand the pain."

He unleashed a sword strike.

This sword strike carries the bloodshed of the beast tide in the old Jiangcheng.

There was the sound of blades cracking in the Nanjiang arena.

There is a tribulation lightning for the king's conferment trial.

There is a blood river at the Night-Slaying Platform.

There was a low growl from the ten thousand ruins in the sea of ​​throne tombs.

Just now, in front of the Yuanming Stele, the embers of the old body returned to their place.

These things are not names.

It is the path he has walked.

Shen Ye, dressed in grey, raised his sword to meet the attack.

The same move.

Same name.

But it lacked the fighting spirit that comes from real battle.

boom!

The gray-white sword light was instantly pierced through.

Shen Ye, dressed in greyish white, staggered back several steps, a black and gold sword wound appearing on his chest.

The five monument beasts simultaneously emitted a silent hiss.

The real night feathers took flight.

The black sun and ghostly fire fell, incinerating the gray-white night feathers.

Zhu Jiu Jiu You's hook thrust out, dragging the gray-white Zhu Jiu into the shadows.

Longyuan smashed the gray-white Longyuan with a single punch.

The calamity's dust and divine punishment pierce through the gray and white dust of calamity.

Guixu stared at the gray-white Guixu and frowned.

"ugly."

Then he swallowed it whole.

All five stone beasts were destroyed.

The first crack appeared in the two characters "Shen Ye" on the mother monument.

A system notification sounded.

[The host proves himself: He gains fame through his travels.]

[Effect: Binds the user's real name to their battle records, preventing forgery of the original name.]

The attempt to create a name for the mother monument failed.

[Captured: Mother Stele Embryo.]

Shen Ye, his face pale and gray, looked down at the crack in his chest.

For the first time, a sense of bewilderment, which shouldn't belong to an empty shell, was revealed.

"I'm not Shen Ye?"

Shen Ye walked up to it.

"no."

Shen Ye, dressed in greyish white, raised his eyes.

"Then what am I?"

Shen Ye brandished his sword.

"Rejected draft".

A black and gold sword flashed across the sky.

The gray-white Shen Ye completely shattered.

The two characters "Shen Ye" on the mother monument exploded and turned into countless gray and white fragments.

The charred list on his chest suddenly split open, revealing no tombstone or burial mound.

It finally let out a muffled groan.

The shadow of the real name stele trembled violently.

The last stroke has finally been completed.

A system notification sounded.

[Completeness of the Eighth Seat's True Name Fragment: 96% → 100%]

[Real name confirmed.]

[Target: Eighth Seat - Buried Without a Monument, Monument Keeper, First Slave of the Mother Monument.]

[Currently available: Name Removal.]

Zhou Xuan clenched his fist suddenly outside the stele path.

"It's locked!"

"Shen Ye, it's time to kill the eighth seat!"

Qin Wuji's eyes lit up.

"Then what are we waiting for?"

Inside the monument path.

Shen Ye looked at the tomb without a tombstone.

The broken pen, which bears no tombstone or burial name, has completely cracked.

But it didn't escape.

Instead, it raised its hand and pressed it on the nameless mother monument behind it.

"Kill me?"

"Can."

"The guardian of the monument is the first one born from the mother monument."

"When I die, a new mother monument will be born."

At the base of the mother monument, a new gray-white nameplate begins to light up.

Four words slowly appeared above.

[No tombstone or burial name.]

The system warning popped up again.

The monument is being reborn, and its guardians are being reborn.

[Estimated completion time: Nine breaths.]

[Optional Objective 1: Eliminate the current eighth-place holder.]

[Optional Objective Two: Sever the roots of the mother monument.]

[Warning: Severing the root of the nameless monument will cause it to awaken prematurely.]

Shen Ye looked at the promising seedling that was growing.

"Nine breaths?"

He drew his sword and walked toward the mother monument.

"Cut it off at the root first."