Chapter 31: After Hundreds of Millions of Years, the Seer Still Remains

Li Feng and Zou Anmeng felt like they had just watched a spectacular drama, yet they still felt unsatisfied.

In fact... they couldn't even understand it.

So, they went straight to the local forum of Rehe City, where they found a kind-hearted expert offering an explanation.

"Wind, Rain, Thunder, Lightning."

"In ancient times, the Thunder Realm was a celestial phenomenon, a grandmaster, a god among men... capable of temporarily separating their consciousness from their physical form, though they could not escape the flesh entirely; if the soul remained out of the body for too long, death was inevitable."

"And what about the Lightning Realm above that? They are the true 'Contemplation Gods,' having completely cast off the shackles of the flesh, their brainwaves transformed into electrical signal waves! Their defining trait is speed! They can visit the North Sea in the morning and the Cangwu Mountains by dusk!"

"But in ancient times, that was limited to individual powerhouses, and spiritual energy could still be exhausted."

"Things are different now. Everywhere you look, intelligent brains act as nodes; a being in the Lightning Realm living among them is like living in a kingdom of gods!"

With brains everywhere, isn't it natural for a soul to live within this "super-brain" and unleash even greater combat power?

Today, every citizen is equipped with an artificial intelligent brain, which, in essence, establishes a dense network of cerebral signal stations.

And this video before us could only be accessed by the "Amber Monarch Butterfly" model.

The same species wavelength, converging into the sea of consciousness of a super Amber Monarch Butterfly... for that wounded Angel King, it was the perfect spiritual supply.

So, this was a trap from the very beginning.

Seeing this, Li Feng couldn't help but curse, "So they were tricking us into being bait."

Liu Jun echoed, "I wonder how the battle is going."

Zou Anmeng analyzed, "Since they could set up such a scheme, they certainly wouldn't let their target get away."

"However, the Angel King dared to come, so he must have some confidence."

"But I still favor the top brass of Rehe Heavy Industry; they want to hog the prize before the other big corporations arrive."

[Star-Speed Lightning] gave the Angel King the soul characteristics of a Tier 4 Lightning Realm entity. His consciousness, moving like an electrical wave, allowed him to enter the "Brain Network" as a hacker, making him extremely difficult to catch.

But now that he had been cornered, it was unlikely they would give him a chance to escape.

Liu Jun’s expression tightened.

This battle was crucial, and he felt a sudden urge to see it.

Although he was only Tier 3, he already possessed the basic qualifications to join the fray.

Every brain had its own sea of consciousness.

And what did countless intelligent brains converge into?

A citizen’s sea of consciousness!

"Tier 3 allows for the initial separation of the soul, which means the ability to invade a citizen's sea of consciousness."

"I suspect quite a few Tier 3s will go to watch this fight; my presence won't seem out of place."

This was an era of cyber-scholarship!

With cloned intelligent brains everywhere, the game was one of brain-networking, where the powerful were all hackers constantly invading one another.

And only at Tier 3 did one get a license to enter the network.

"Besides, my [Vanishing into Obscurity] should be able to hide me. Their focus is all on that Angel King, not on me."

Thinking of this, Liu Jun listened to the other two, then decisively and quietly followed their Amber Monarch Butterfly intelligent brains to log in.

As Liu Jun slipped into a different layer, he saw countless specks of light.

It was an ocean of stars... forged by intelligent brains.

It looked like a bird’s-eye view of a satellite navigation map, showing the coordinate positions of various figures, even displaying their intelligent brain models.

PC001...

PC001...

Li Feng and Zou Anmeng beside him were like NPCs, with intelligent brain serial numbers floating above their heads.

A 3D bird’s-eye view of the entire building—first floor, second floor, third floor—every NPC intelligent brain had a serial number.

...

Liu Jun approached slowly, discovering that various Tier 3s were deliberately concealing their presence, watching from afar.

At this moment.

In the vast sea of consciousness of the Amber Monarch Butterfly intelligent brain.

How many millions of people were logged in with this intelligent brain in Rehe City tonight?

Even a tiny bit of spiritual energy from each person was enough to nourish Insect Thirteen and heal the wounds he had sustained earlier.

"However, even if you recover to your peak, what then?"

"Trapped here, come back with us."

"In Rehe Heavy Industry, in the upper echelons of Rehe, there will be a seat for you. You deserve a seat as one of our saints; later, we can mass-produce your own intelligent brain series and establish a sect."

"We spent a great price tonight to set this ambush for you, which shows our sincerity. If we wait a few more days, the Wisdom Gods from other companies will descend, and they will not be so easy to negotiate with."

...

Insect Thirteen watched this scene quietly and smiled.

"Rise!"

Suddenly, the intelligent brains of millions of Amber Monarch Butterflies seemed to be infected by something, and they began to rapidly overclock.

Deep affection leads to a short life.

Burn for me!

Across the entire Rehe City, Li Feng, Zou Anmeng, and everyone else felt their heads heating up, burning, literally... brain-burning!

"Ah, my brain!"

"Oh no!"

"I'm done for!"

"Company, you’ve ruined me!"

"Why is my brain overclocking!"

...

The burn was in the brain, but the pain was in the hearts of millions.

Even the few Rehe executives on the opposite side showed a hint of confusion. "How can you control all the intelligent brains in an instant?"

Insect Thirteen did not answer.

He had simply discovered he possessed this ability.

Because although he appeared to be an angel, his essence was that of a plague fungus race; spreading and infecting were his fundamental traits.

In that instant, although he couldn't fully infect every intelligent brain, he could infect enough to gain authorization.

This was also the reason he dared to come.

"This is trouble."

The few Wisdom Gods frowned slightly.

Because the incident was sudden, Rehe City only had one Wisdom God stationed there, Re-Li.

The other powerhouses could not arrive quickly and could only project a portion of their consciousness from afar.

Normally, this would have been enough.

But now, it completely exceeded their calculations.

First, the opponent possessed a mysterious power that allowed him to instantly and rapidly control those Amber Monarch Butterfly intelligent brains, gathering a legion of millions to use the very technique he had used against that Creator God.

Second, given the personality of this Angel King, how could he commit such an act of harming the common people? Burning the "assets" of countless citizens?

"Having borrowed their brains, I naturally will not treat them poorly."

The Angel smiled, looking up at the gods of this world.

"In the old days, they lived atop the Cangwu Tree."

"Today, you live upon the sea of consciousness of the common people."

"I honor the gods of my own race, but I have no need to honor you."

"Gentlemen, it is fate that we meet in this world, so first, take a taste of my sword."

As his voice fell, countless rays of light radiated outward.

Boom!

It was as if a massive mushroom bomb had been detonated; the entire spiritual world was illuminated in a blinding white.

Liu Jun, watching from the shadows, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. As long as he escaped, it was fine. But then he thought, "Fine, I'll help you one more time."

With a slight shift of his mind.

As he watched the Angel King depart, the powers of [Vanishing into Obscurity] and [Long-Lasting Vision] quietly enveloped him.

"After escaping this time, the next escape will likely be even more difficult."

"With these two powers infecting and temporarily buffing him, as long as this power doesn't dissipate, others shouldn't be able to find him easily."

...

...

When everyone regained their senses, they discovered that the ancient emperor had already vanished.

Many Tier 3s were shocked; he had actually managed to escape?

They felt they had witnessed history—truly the mythological monarch of the ancient times, the exquisitely beautiful emperor.

The Wisdom Gods also frowned.

"He ran again? And this time, he even managed to heal his wounds."

Re-Li, who was overseeing the city, was silent for a moment before saying to the companions around her, "Time has been delayed; I fear the other companies will arrive soon."

The mysterious, shadowy figures replied coldly, "We will guard the borders and refuse them entry. Re-Li, you must move faster."

With the events of the night coming to an end, the dust finally settled.

When Re-Li opened her eyes, she had returned to the highest point of the city.

She looked down at the neon-lit city below and said calmly to her assistant, "Go bring me a PC001 that watched the video."

Soon, the Tier 1 intelligent brain that had been "burned" was brought before her.

She carefully sensed the changes in the device; after the "brain-burning," its lifespan had been drastically reduced.

As she probed deeper, a look of disbelief crossed her face: "It... it has come to life?"

Re-Li smiled faintly.

She understood that this was the Angel’s first meeting and a gift to the people of Rehe City—a gift given without asking for anything in return.

He had helped these poor, ugly little bugs break through their thirty-year cocoon to become beautiful butterflies.

Re-Li recalled that figure in her mind. "He is a restless soul, but having fought his entire life, how could he be otherwise?"

Even she felt a flicker of respect.

"He has always been pursuing the beauty within his heart; he wanted to help the children of Rehe City break their cocoons and transform into butterflies."

...

On the other side.

Inside an office building in the city, Insect Thirteen watched the supermarket below.

"At first, I thought it was an illusion..."

"Until that power truly manifested upon me."

He felt the familiar temporary blessing on his body, and in a trance, he seemed to return to those years from billions of years ago.

When he was a young bug, he had seen the divine carriage and that tall, majestic, and beautiful figure.

Back then, he had received a blessing at his birth.

Now, resurrected, he encountered a blessing once more.

"God of Longevity, you actually survived the extinction of two epochs, hiding among the people..."

"I have so many questions... Back then, while dying, I gathered enough information for those who followed."

"Later, what happened to us angels? Where did those on the Cangwu Tree go? What kind of destruction did we face during the Great Extinction a billion years ago..."

His voice was hoarse, as if his throat were filled with thousands of thorns, consumed by endless confusion.

"Does this era..."

"Are we all that's left?"

For a moment, he felt dazed.

To think that those who were once their kind could now only reside in the murals of ancient cathedrals, lost in the river of history.

To think that the Angel civilization he had personally pioneered—a civilization that pursued beauty, kindness, and purity—had to compromise for the sake of the length of life; how heartbreaking that was.

He looked up at the moon through the sour, rusty rain.

"The people of today do not see the moon of ancient times, yet this moon once shone upon the ancients."

He recited the human poem, as if trying to suck the warmth of his homeland from the moonlight to comfort a heart that had long been lonely, melancholy, and fragile.

Infinite loneliness and solitude surged toward him like a tide.

The cathedrals, the murals, the little angels jumping and playing on the grasslands—all history had long since vanished with the dust and smoke.

Only a being known as the Prophet remained, transcending several epochs, eternally unchanged.

After hundreds of millions of years.

He was still there.