The undead have descended upon the world? I possess a sword that can cleave the heavens once more!

"...You humans are indeed...peculiar."

The God of Beasts remained silent for several seconds before speaking.

Upon hearing this, Wu You didn't refute it, but simply asked, "Besides this, is there any other compensation?"

The golden-eyed, cat-eared little girl raised her eyes and glanced at Wu You with an indifferent look.

Then, a flash of golden light.

The golden-eyed cat-eared little girl transformed back into a pure black cat.

After the golden light faded, the small figure in the ill-fitting white pajamas disappeared. The oversized pajamas lost their support and lay limply on the floor, with a fluffy little head peeking out from the white fabric.

Then, that indifferent voice rang out again: "From now on, if you want to obtain divinity, information, knowledge, or anything else from me, you will need to exchange it for something of equal value."

Before Wu You could speak, the fiery gold in the little black cat's eyes faded away as quickly as the tide receded.

The two intense, scorching golden lights contracted inward from the edges of the pupils, becoming thinner and thinner until they finally turned into two thin golden lines that flashed one last time on the little black cat's deep blue irises before disappearing completely.

Those eyes returned to their original deep blue.

Then the little black cat shook its head, tilted its head, and scratched behind its ear with its hind leg.

Then, it saw Wu You in front of it, its deep blue eyes lit up, and then it took small, light steps to Wu You's legs, tilted its head, and rubbed against Wu You's ankle again and again.

The force was very light, with an air of intimacy.

Seeing this, Wu You understood that the other party did not want to communicate with him anymore.

Crouching down, Wu You reached out and scooped up the little black cat, placing it in his palm and stroking its head twice with his fingertips. The little black cat's ears tucked back, its eyes narrowed into slits, and it emitted a comfortable, low purr. The cat transformed from a ball of fur into a puddle of liquid, limply sprawling in his palm.

Then, Wu You thought for a moment and put it in the middle of the training room. Before leaving, he adjusted the energy concentration on the controller to level six.

He walked from the cultivation room to a corner of the living room, took out a few Crimson Sun Fruits that he had previously exchanged with the quartermaster from the box, stuffed them into his trench coat pocket, and also took the wooden box on the table that was meant for Elder Wei.

He pushed open the door, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone down, casting a long shadow on the ground.

Wu You rose into the air, and the stone path and courtyard beneath his feet shrank rapidly in his field of vision.

The wind whistled past his ears, making his long white hair flutter behind him.

His direction was clear—the entrance to the deep dark realm.

On the way, Wu You opened the Sword Manual panel.

Divinity: 12 (Fusion: 1.5)

His gaze lingered on the number for a moment.

The twelve strands of divinity lay quietly in the Sword Codex's inventory, awaiting his use.

Then, Wu You had an idea.

Divinity: 12 (Fusion: 1.5) → Divinity: 11 (Fusion: 2.5)

The number jumped.

A wisp of divinity was drawn from his reserves and merged into his body, becoming one with him.

Wu You did not stop.

Divinity: 11 (Fusion: 2.5) → Divinity: 10 (Fusion: 3.5)

He did not fuse them all at once, but slowly introduced the divinity into his body little by little.

He needs time to feel the changes brought about by each wisp of divinity.

As he continued to merge with divinity, Wu You felt his body strength increasing at an extremely rapid pace.

At the same time, he could also feel that his mental strength had been enhanced, and his five senses had become more acute.

When he walked on air, the sound of the wind blowing past his ears was no longer a vague whooshing sound, but he could distinguish the layers, speed and direction of the wind.

He could even hear someone making a phone call in a building in the Jiuli base below, the words were clear.

His gaze swept downwards, taking in every detail of the buildings of the Jiuli base and the various torchbearers walking along the road.

Everything was crystal clear in his perception, as if someone had turned the world's resolution to the highest level.

Most importantly, as divinity continued to integrate, Wu You could feel his brow becoming increasingly restless.

It wasn't a physical itch or pain, but a deeper, more essential feeling, as if something was breaking through the depths of his consciousness.

At the same time, Wu You's feeling that some strange change was about to happen grew stronger, so strong that his heartbeat involuntarily quickened by half a beat.

Meanwhile, the divinity was still continuously merging into Wu You's body.

神性：10（融合：3.5）→ 神性：5（融合：8.5）→ 神性：3（融合：10.5）

The numbers danced on the panel, each dance representing a new wisp of divinity being absorbed into his body.

Just as Wu You's total divine essence broke through 10.5, he felt a tickle between his eyebrows.

Immediately afterwards, a pleasant, exhilarating feeling exploded from between his eyebrows, surging in all directions, like a warm spring pouring down from the top of his head, flowing over every inch of his skin, every fiber of his flesh, and every cell.

Wu You touched his brow.

Instead of smooth skin, my fingertips touched a slightly raised, elongated, hard object.

It was a regular, clearly defined protrusion.

Before he could fully appreciate it, his premonition that a wondrous change was about to occur reached its peak.

The next moment, Wu You's vision was suddenly plunged into complete darkness.

This is not the dimness after closing your eyes, nor the gloom of a dark night without lights, but an absolute and utter darkness.

His eyes were open, but there was nothing in front of him—no sky, no clouds, no Jiuli base beneath his feet, no distant city outlines, nothing at all.

Then, Wu You felt his perspective rising.

Indeed, even without any point of reference for comparison, Wu You could feel his perspective shifting upwards.

It's not a change in actual height.

Rather, it is a more wondrous, indescribable elevation.

Then, seemingly having reached a certain height, Wu You felt the sensation of having his perspective elevated disappear.

He stopped, his gaze fixed on that height, which he didn't know was either, nor did it belong to any physical space.

Only then could Wu You see clearly what was in front of him.

The darkness before me was still complete, but it was no longer the absolute blackness of before, where there was nothing at all. Instead, it was a darkness with texture and layers.

It looked as if it were made of countless layers of the thinnest black silk, each layer flowing silently and gently.

In this boundless, layered, indescribable darkness, Wu You saw several faint golden threads.

Their color is so pale that it seems as if they will disappear completely at any moment.

Wu You had a thought and his gaze shifted to one of the threads.

The next moment, a language with a strange tone rang in Wu You's mind.

The tone was so unfamiliar that Wu You was certain he had never heard that language before.

Its syllable arrangement, intonation, and pronunciation position are completely different from any language he knows.

But Wu You strangely understood the meaning of those words at that moment.

It was as if those sounds bypassed the medium of "language" and infused meaning into his consciousness.

And what those words meant was—

"The great one who dwells high in the heavens."

"A benevolent deity."

Please!

"Please, grant us a miracle."

"Save my mother..."

Before the first voice could finish speaking, another voice speaking the same language rang out, urgent and sharp, filled with barely suppressed panic, directly interrupting the first voice.

"You're insane!"

Upon hearing the other person's words, many questions arose in Wu You's mind: A great being high above the nine heavens? A benevolent deity? Does this refer to me? And who is this person?

Then, Wu You had a thought and his gaze followed the pale golden thread.

The pale golden threads carried Wu You's gaze infinitely through the darkness, past the flowing black silk, past the boundless void, until they disappeared into the depths of that boundless darkness.

The moment his vision completely disappeared into darkness, various colored lights suddenly appeared and rapidly receded from Wu You's sight.

Red, blue, green, purple, white—the light seemed to be compressed into countless thin lines, rushing outwards from the center of his vision at such a speed that his eyes could only catch a blurry, colorful afterimage.

After an unknown amount of time, Wu You's gaze finally stopped.

What lay before me was no longer boundless darkness, nor those colorful rays of light rushing past.

But for some reason, Wu You's vision became blurry, as if there was an invisible boundary separating him from the world in front of him.

The boundary was so thin that he could see through it to get a general outline of the other side, yet it was also so thick that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see it any more clearly.

He could only vaguely make out that he was in what appeared to be a stone house.

The stone house was small, with walls made of rough stones, and grayish-white mortar could be seen between the stones.

The ground was compacted soil, smooth and shiny from being stepped on.

Directly below, a humanoid creature was kneeling: it was described as "humanoid" because it had limbs and a torso similar to a human, but its proportions and details were obscured by a blurry boundary, making it difficult to see clearly.

In front of the humanoid creature were several long, glowing objects.

The light was unstable, flickering and casting swaying shadows on the walls of the stone house.

Candle?

Wu You guessed.

Its shape and length did indeed resemble the candle he knew.

Next to the kneeling humanoid creature was a stone bed, on which lay another humanoid creature.

At that moment, another humanoid creature suddenly rushed into Wu You's field of vision and hurriedly stepped forward to cover the mouth of the kneeling humanoid.

"Distorting prayers might attract the attention of other gods!"

"You're going to get us killed!"

Wu You could clearly feel the trembling and fear in the voice, even through that invisible barrier.

A prayer? An alien god?

As his gaze followed the pale gold thread to this unknown place, Wu You's doubts deepened.

The humanoid figure that rushed in moved even faster.

It released its hand from the other person's mouth, turned around, and blew hard at the glowing candle-like objects.

The three candle-shaped seedlings shook violently at the same time, and then went out.

As the candle was blown out, Wu You also felt a pulling force coming from somewhere.

The pulling force wasn't physical; it was more like a return to a certain rule, trying to pull his gaze back from the distance to the origin, back into that boundless darkness.

Wu You tried to resist the pulling force.

Unfortunately, this is something he is simply unable to resist in his current state.

He only had time to glance at the kneeling human figure before his gaze began to recede at an extremely rapid pace.

Stone houses, stone beds, humanoid creatures, candle-shaped objects—everything in his field of vision was compressed into streaks of light rushing backward.

Just like when he arrived, afterimages of various colors flashed past the edge of his vision, so fast that he couldn't see anything clearly.

The next moment, his gaze returned to the boundless darkness.

The pale gold thread he had once gazed upon had vanished, along with several other extremely pale gold threads, as if they had never existed.

The darkness returned to its complete and uniform state, devoid of any impurities, like a boundless black curtain, quietly covering all his vision.

What Wu You didn't know was...

The moment he glanced at the other person for the last time, the kneeling figure froze completely.

His eyes were wide open, his pupils reflecting the smoldering wicks of the three recently extinguished candles, the anxious and terrified face of his companion beside him, the figure lying on the stone bed, and—

What he saw in the last instant before the candle went out, in that tiny fraction of a second before the light completely disappeared.

His lips were trembling, his teeth were chattering: "I...I...I..."

His companion next to him panicked: "What the hell?!"

"I saw it!"

The kneeling figure finally managed to squeeze out those four words.

"What! What did you see?!"

The kneeling humanoid took a deep breath, its voice trembling, every word trembling, yet it still managed to utter each word with all its might.

"I saw a pair—"

"Larger and more dazzling than the stars—"

"Silver eyes!"

His pupils dilated sharply as he uttered those words, as if he were seeing that scene all over again.

"I see—"

"He just looked at me!"