Tang Dynasty Demon Suppression Division

Late at night, behind the Shenwu Academy.

Outside Mr. Mo's courtyard, a figure appeared out of thin air, rendering the academy's layers of formations useless.

He gently pushed open the bamboo fence gate and went inside.

"Your Excellency, it is truly an honor to have you come in person so late at night..."

Su Wenyuan was already waiting in the courtyard. When he saw him, he hurriedly went forward and bowed.

"No need for such formalities."

Jiang Taixu waved his hand, "Take me to see that child."

Su Wenyuan dared not delay and quickly led Jiang Taixu inside.

In the quiet room, Li Yuan remained as before, lying quietly on the couch with the Soul-Suppressing Bell floating above his head. Jiang Taixu walked to the couch and stared at Li Yuan's face.

Then, he slowly stretched out his hand, put two fingers together, and drew an extremely profound rune in the void.

The rune shimmered with a faint golden light, slowly drifting towards Li Yuan's brow and disappearing into it.

A moment later, Jiang Taixu withdrew his hand, his brows furrowing slightly.

"How is it?"

Su Wenyuan asked nervously.

"I can't predict his fate." Jiang Taixu shook his head. "His destiny is chaotic and I can't fathom it. I've only encountered this situation twice in my life."

Which two times?

"Once, it was when I faced that demon emperor back then," Jiang Taixu said slowly. "The other time, it was when I faced my great Tang emperor."

Su Wenyuan gasped.

Jiang Taixu took out an old scroll from his sleeve.

"This is the Zhou Tian Xing Chen Soul-Guiding Array." Jiang Taixu waved his hand, and the scroll flew into the air, unfolding automatically with a whoosh. "It is an ancient array, said to be able to draw upon the power of the Zhou Tian stars and guide the soul."

He looked at Li Yuan: "He has the power of stars within him, this formation might be useful to him."

Su Wenyuan was both surprised and delighted: "Then I'll trouble the Imperial Preceptor to set up the formation for him!"

Jiang Taixu nodded and said no more. He walked to the center of the quiet room, took a deep breath, and slowly closed his eyes.

The next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.

The scroll moved automatically without wind, radiating brilliant light, slowly levitating and spinning around him, transforming into a starry scroll several meters long.

On the scroll, countless stars twinkle and flicker, like a miniature universe.

Jiang Taixu formed hand seals and chanted incantations. As he chanted, the light on the star map grew brighter and brighter, eventually transforming into a vast pillar of starlight that descended from the sky and enveloped Li Yuan's body.

Amidst the starlight, countless mysterious runes danced and swirled like sprites, emitting a deep hum.

Those runes seemed to come alive, seeping into Li Yuan's body through his pores, flowing to his limbs and bones, and finally converging in the depths of his consciousness.

Deep within the Milky Way.

Li Yuan's consciousness was still drifting in that boundless sea of ​​stars. He had forgotten who he was, the passage of time, and even the concept of self. He was just a chaotic consciousness, aimlessly wandering in the endless starry sky.

His consciousness grew weaker and weaker, almost merging with the starry sky.

Suddenly, a strange starlight appeared in his perception.

That starlight carried a familiar warmth, like a lighthouse in the sea, guiding him in the right direction.

He unconsciously reached out his hand towards that glimmer of starlight.

In the center of the rotating galaxy, the illusory figure sitting cross-legged slowly opened its eyes at this moment.

Starlight cascaded down from the Zhou Tian Star Soul Guiding Array, and silvery-white star runes danced and swirled around him like countless fireflies.

Bathed in starlight, the phantom gradually solidified, its outline becoming increasingly clear.

Guided by that starlight, Li Yuan's consciousness slowly awoke from the chaos.

He couldn't help but swim towards the light.

Fragments of memories occasionally surface in my mind.

He held the gun and charged through a hail of bullets.

There is a scene depicting his plane being hit by an unidentified object in his previous life, and how he jumped into the sea to escape.

There was also a skinny boy lying shivering in the woodshed after he transmigrated.

In the blink of an eye, he saw himself laughing and playing with a group of teenagers, completing a mission together.

Faces flashed before his eyes: Mr. Mo, Liu Hongyan, Wu Yu, Chu Yunhe, Shen Lian...

As the fragments accumulated, they were pieced together little by little, eventually reconstructing a complete version of him.

He remembered.

He is Li Yuan.

The chief disciple of the Tian Shu class at Shenwu Academy, a demon-hunting guard of the Demon Suppression Division, that spirited young man with a talent level nine.

He still has an unfinished mission, and people waiting for him to return.

He cannot stay here.

He quickened his pace and swam vigorously toward the light.

He didn't know how much time had passed before he finally swam to the light. It was a huge bronze door, half-closed.

He reached out and pushed open the door.

Behind the gate, palaces stretched endlessly, utterly silent. Yet, they exuded an indescribable, mysterious aura, as if beckoning him.

He looked down at himself and realized that he was no longer a chaotic mass of consciousness, but a body formed from starlight.

He lifted his foot and stepped inside, feeling the cool floor tiles beneath his feet and a faint fragrance in the air.

He raised his head and looked into the depths of the palace.

There, a snake was suspended.

This snake was entirely dark gold, with a pair of coral-like, translucent horns on its head.

It perched atop a massive bronze pillar in the center of the hall, its amber eyes staring indifferently at him, as if they contained the birth and death of stars and the vicissitudes of time.

Looking at it, Li Yuan felt a sense of familiarity.

"The Serpent King?"

He blurted it out.

This snake is almost identical to the snake king he saw in the secret underground palace.

No, the aura is different. Li Yuan frowned.

This snake's aura was even deeper and more vast than that of the Serpent King, exuding a divine majesty.

The giant serpent looked down at him and said, "Welcome to the Myriad Realms Palace."

A majestic voice echoed in Li Yuan's mind, "I am the guardian spirit of this palace. You may call me Li."

Myriad Realms Departure Palace?

So this palace was called the Palace of Ten Thousand Realms. Countless questions welled up in Li Yuan's mind. He remembered that he had received a piece of the Serpent King's will, but the serpent in front of him obviously did not recognize him.

However, Li Yuan quickly figured out the key point. The Snake King had previously said that it was just a projection of its will, and the Li before him should be another projection of it, only more powerful.

"I want to know," Li Yuan looked up, "why did the Myriad Realms Palace choose me?"

After a moment of silence, Li slowly said, "You will understand everything when you pass all the levels. Before that, there is no point in saying anything."

"What if I don't pass?"

"Your soul will remain here forever, becoming a part of this palace," Li's voice was calm and undisturbed. "And I will go to find my next host."

Li Yuan remained silent for a moment, then slowly clenched his fist. From the beginning, he understood that the greater the opportunity, the greater the risk.

He recalled the bloody battle on the walls of Liangzhou, the helplessness he felt when he was captured by the Azure-Eyed Eagle King, and the humiliation of not being able to resist the Demon Emperor.

Those demon-hunting guards who sacrificed themselves to protect him, those comrades still fighting bloody battles on the border, and the Tang Dynasty in turmoil...

He didn't want to experience that feeling of powerlessness again.

He needs strength.

"I choose to complete the level." He raised his head, his gaze resolute. "Tell me, what is the first level?"