Starry Sky Railway: No one understands the Amber King better than me.

The divine seemed to sigh.

"But unfortunately, as I said, only those who survive to the end are right. I will continue on my path. After you leave, there will be no more Lin Yuan, only the crowned me, the eternal radiant one."

Lin Yuan withdrew his gaze and looked seriously at the divinity for the first time.

"There is no right or wrong, it's all about preservation. In the end, you chose to believe in yourself, and I simply gave everyone the opportunity."

"So, was it worth it to end like this?" the divinity questioned.

"The ending? The ending hasn't come yet." Lin Yuan chuckled and shook his head.

"Now, I am in control of this crowned body. Do you know what victory I see?"

"What?" the divine voice asked curiously.

“I witnessed it—the fall of a false god.”

As the voice faded, the divine voice fell silent. He stared intently at Lin Yuan, remaining silent for a moment.

After a moment, he spoke softly: "Are you really willing to believe them? A group of mortals can find the right path?"

"No, I always believe in myself!"

Lin Yuan was resolute.

"Even if it comes to this, I will not lose. I will return, and I will definitely return! I will never perish!"

A powerful will forcefully took control of the crowned figure at this moment, and he leveraged infinite power.

Gazing at the now-silent divinity, Lin Yuan asked his final question: "How does one ultimately win against the pieces on the chessboard?"

Divine silence.

"As a chess piece, the only way to win is to smash the chessboard!"

The crown fell in an instant, and Lin Yuan now lacked nothing.

He could see a vast world approaching the mortal realm from the depths of the ether, with endless mysterious and powerful destiny at his command.

He is becoming a fictional god crowned with the power of order, foundation, and mystery.

Lin Yuan instantly crossed the barrier of the present world and arrived in another dimension.

In an instant, all the power was channeled into a single will.

The phantom of the gods collapsed and vanished in an instant, and after all things returned to darkness, boundless light and heat erupted here. Like a new sun rising, it shone once more.

...........

Chapter 341 Return

The fog in the Asdna galaxy slowly dissipated.

In this ocean of memories, everyone seemed to awaken from a long dream.

Everything that had happened before seemed like it had never happened. The impression it left on everyone's mind gradually faded, eventually turning into a sense of déjà vu.

Only a few people know that a momentous event once took place here.

Pinocchio is still here, the twelve o'clock hour is still here, and countless people living here are still here. A great force has been exerted here, recalling all the dreams that have not yet been integrated into reality, returning to the moment when the dream of Taiyi shattered.

People who had just woken up flooded the streets, gazing blankly at each other. They remembered the fireworks, the songs, and... something bright, a certain indescribable flutter in their hearts, yet they couldn't grasp the exact image.

The Starry Sky Train stopped at the Daydream Hotel, and the carriages remained silent for a long time.

"We won?" Xing asked, sounding slightly bewildered.

No one answered.

...........

In a dimension beyond the reach of everyone's sight, a catastrophe is unfolding without anyone witnessing it.

After the crowned one's body swelled to unimaginable proportions, the forces of order, mystery, and the foundation tore, devoured, and reformed within it. The final collapse was imminent.

Lin Yuan watched this scene with a smile. He knew this moment would come; he had personally pressed the detonator.

"Is this the ending you wanted?"

The divine voice rang out for the last time, no longer calm, but somewhat angry.

"Did you blow up the body of a false god? You've blown us all up!"

"Haven't you figured it out yet?" Lin Yuan sneered.

"At the last moment, the mysterious Dark Domain rose from the depths of the Ether. If you were to be crowned as you originally intended, your existence would be an anchor point, an anchor point for the Dark Domain to once again approach the surface of the Ethernet and destroy the universe. No matter how much a pawn struggles, it is still just a pawn. At least we have now jumped out."

As soon as he finished speaking, the divine fell silent.

"At least then we could set off a big firework, unlike now where it just explodes on the roadside," he muttered.

"Why do I feel like you're brimming with humanity right now?" Lin Yuan asked with a smile.

"What do you think divinity is? It's just humanity that transcends its limits."

The god spoke disdainfully, his voice gradually fading.

Both consciousnesses could feel themselves being torn apart, each fragment expanding, burning, and scattering into countless points of light. These points of light carried Lin Yuan's memories, emotions, and existence.

He is not being forgotten, but diluted.

When an existence is stretched to the scale of the universe, it is no longer a person; it becomes starlight, becomes the background.

"Damn universe." The god's voice rang out through gritted teeth.

"I will come back," Lin Yuan said calmly.

The two consciousnesses completely let go and disappeared without a trace.

There was no figure, no light; in absolute darkness, a white light gradually appeared.

This is not destruction, but creation, the beginning of a new world.

..........

Lin Yuan had no idea where he was.

There was no up, down, left, or right; no time, no space, and no cause or effect. His consciousness was hazy, like a scattered nebula, floating in the infinite void.

"Who am I?" he asked, but no one answered.

Gradually, it seemed as if fragments were constantly converging on him, each fragment carrying something.

He saw the fear he felt when he first came into this world, the firelight of Tver, and the faces of his teammates, though these were all somewhat blurry.

"Who am I?" he asked again.

The fragments continued to scatter. He saw the sea of ​​clouds surrounding the immortal ship, Jing Yuan's heroic figure wielding his sword, and the girl's hand raised in the rain. Those images faded frame by frame, as if soaked in water.

“I am…” This time, a voice rang out.

"Host, it's time for you to repay the loan."

Lin Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then, in the boundless void, he smiled.

"System, where did you go?"

"The system has always been here," the system said calmly. "It's just that you've forgotten about me." This time, Lin Yuan seemed to detect a hint of sorrow in its voice.

"Under the influence of external forces, your consciousness is shrouded in confusion, affecting both me and your past. Host, you have chosen the right path; only through destruction can you achieve rebirth. But..."

The system's voice changed.

"Your existence is fading away, and if you do not continue to anchor, you will become the background radiation of this universe."

“I know,” Lin Yuan said, closing his eyes. “But I don’t know where to go.”

"You know, you just forgot," the system said.

In the silence, all the fragments began to flow back. His memories were replaying, replaying every road he had walked, every person he had met, and every choice he had made.

He walked through the mornings of Tver, the noon of the fairy boat, the nights of Pinocchio, and the twilight rain that existed on the horizon. He finally saw the most precious thing the system had reserved for him.

He saw a blue planet and a young man in front of a computer.

"Heh, I knew I'd almost forgotten something. It turns out it's what can overwhelm everything in this world—my original aspiration. From now on, I will never forget it again," Lin Yuan said quietly.

All the fragments converged in the white light, like stardust after the Big Bang.

In that instant, Lin Yuan sensed the four stages: formation, existence, decay, and emptiness.

In the beginning of the universe and the creation of all things, he seemed to see pioneering and hope.

Stardust arrayed itself, forming a river. In this dwelling, he saw order, protection, and existence.

The stars were consumed by fire, and civilization collapsed. In the darkness, he saw destruction, and the power of decay.

All things return to stillness, back to their origin. Emptiness is a painting, perhaps nothingness, perhaps something else, but it also reveals infinite possibilities.

The white light spread out, and a brand new world began to take shape. It did not belong to the original universe, but rather to a subspace independent of the universe.

A figure took shape in this world of white light; it was Lin Yuan.

This small world is his world; he is the rule, he is the order.

"I didn't expect this to unlock the Homestead System for me?"

Lin Yuan joked, as he could sense that this world was constantly absorbing and releasing energy in the void, slowly growing.

"Perhaps it's time to go back."

Lin Yuan looked at his hands and chuckled softly.

..........

At the Daydream Hotel's VIP salon, the people who saved Pinocchio gathered together.

Victory is always exhilarating, and even those who haven't tasted the wine have rosy cheeks.

But there are always those who are sober while everyone else is drunk, and Huang Quan sits in a corner, silently savoring the mellow wine.

She hadn't tasted alcohol in a long time, savoring a certain bitterness in her mouth. This indicated that her sense of self had been greatly restored.

"Who was it?" Huang Quan spread his hands and lowered his eyes. "Who saved me?"

No one answered.