novelhk Chapter 64: Child, Wake Up
Chapter 64: Child, Wake Up
Where is this?
There is no concept of time or space here, and even the distinction between up, down, left, and right has disappeared.
There is only emptiness, and even the concept of "self" is slowly becoming blurred, like ink soaked in water, its boundaries constantly spreading out, eventually merging with this boundless emptiness.
Hong's consciousness drifted in this absolute emptiness. The fundamental power that supported him to become a strongman on Earth, namely his soul fire, had been exhausted after burning itself out not long ago.
Now, only a faint trace of consciousness remains, flickering in the darkness.
Memories are being stripped away.
Images flashed through his consciousness, then faded, disintegrated, and vanished.
Memories belonging to "Hong" are rapidly disappearing.
Then, another, even more distant memory began to blur.
That was a memory of a novel called "Swallowing the Stars." Those plot points, those prophecies about the future, his greatest reliance as a time traveler, were now like a beach painting being washed away by the tide, their outlines rapidly becoming blurred and eventually completely erased.
After all memories faded, the last "me" also began to break down.
He was no longer Hong, nor the transmigrator from another world. He was merely a speck of unconscious energy about to completely merge into this void.
He accepted this ending; it was the destiny he chose for the sake of Earth's civilization and the continuation of humanity.
His last shred of consciousness was about to fade away.
However, just as that last spark was about to completely assimilate into the surrounding darkness...
The unwillingness that had long been imprinted on the core of his soul erupted without warning!
"Earth……"
A single word exploded in this void!
That was the home he dedicated his entire life to protecting. He may vanish, but the flame of Earth's civilization must not be extinguished.
Immediately afterwards, his lifelong obsession with martial arts resonated wildly.
From basic marksmanship to the unity of man and gun, then to the unity of man and flesh, and finally to the devastating "World Destruction" shot that burns everything.
His pursuit of the pinnacle of martial arts and his desire for a higher realm made him unwilling to stop at the Hengxing level and end up here!
Driven by this powerful will, the dying embers of the soul miraculously rekindled a faint yet tenacious light.
It stopped dissipating!
In this endless darkness and nothingness, it is like a candle flame in a raging storm, stubbornly resisting the annihilation of the entire world.
But this glimmer of light was far too faint.
The endless darkness, like a tidal wave, surged and eroded from all directions. The area illuminated by the light was being compressed little by little, and it was about to be completely swallowed up.
Just as Hong's will was about to be completely assimilated by this eternal darkness.
A great being, beyond description, has descended.
In Hong's already blurred "vision," a mountain appeared without warning.
It is not a physical entity, but a manifestation of a concept. The mountain is unimaginably vast; it seems to occupy the entire void, or perhaps it is the ultimate manifestation of this void itself.
The mountain's outline is indistinct and cannot be looked at directly, yet it exudes an ancient and timeless aura.
Standing before this mountain, Hong felt as if he were not even a speck of dust.
Immediately afterwards, a voice slowly resounded from the core of his soul.
"Wake up, child."
As the sound faded away.
An unimaginable force surged forth from that conceptualized sacred mountain, gently enveloping Hong's remaining sparks of soul.
This force seemed to be the primordial energy of creation. It began to repair and reshape his long-burnt soul in a way that was completely incomprehensible to Hong.
The structure that collapsed after his soul burned was perfectly reconstructed. His soul was even more refined, resilient, and pure than before!
This immense power pulled Hong's consciousness back from that endless darkness and nothingness!
"Interesting, a soul that doesn't belong to this time and space..."
……
Hong suddenly opened his eyes.
The moment his consciousness returned, he immediately realized that he was in a small space enveloped by some kind of silver liquid.
He checked himself immediately.
When his consciousness sank into his body, he was completely stunned.
Not only did he come back to life, but his completely burned soul was also perfectly intact! No, it was even stronger than before; the pure and refined feeling was an experience he had never had before. And his body, which should have crumbled into pieces, was now slowly regaining its vitality under the nourishment of a gentle energy.
Immediately afterwards, he sensed another faint yet incredibly familiar life force beside him.
It's Thor.
That guy, also enveloped in this silvery liquid, was still in a deep coma. But Hong could clearly sense that Thor's soul, which had also been burned out, had now recovered completely, only his physical injuries were more severe than his own, and he had not yet awakened.
Clearly, that mysterious being saved more than just him.
That mountain...that voice...
Hong tried to recall what had happened, but his memories of the sacred mountain and the voice became extremely blurry, as if shrouded in a thick fog. No matter how hard he tried, he could only recall a vague outline of a mountain and that strangely unfamiliar name—child.
"Could it be... the Mountain Hermit?!"
He suddenly remembered the great being in the original work who created the Earth's lineage. If he really was the Mountain-Sitting Guest, then everything would make sense.
Hong shook his head, no longer dwelling on the matter, and instead tentatively explored the outside world with his mental energy.
His mental energy easily penetrated the silver guards that enveloped him.
He immediately took in his surroundings.
This is a deep seabed, surrounded by darkness and cold.
Not far from him, a colossal beast lay quietly on the seabed, its body covered in horrific wounds.
The Golden Horned Beast is dead?
The thought had barely crossed Hong's mind when he immediately sensed something was wrong.
Although the golden-horned behemoth was no longer moving, it was emitting a faint yet incredibly familiar spiritual fluctuation.
That's... Luo Feng's aura!
Hong's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately understood what was going on.
Possession!
Luo Feng succeeded! He possessed the body of this cosmic behemoth!
Without hesitation, Hong carefully sent a wisp of his spiritual consciousness toward the enormous body.
Meanwhile, inside the massive body of the Golden Horned Beast.
Luo Feng was trying his best to adapt to this new body. But the power of this body was too immense, and he could not control it. Every small attempt caused a violent surge of energy within his body.
Just as he was in a flurry of activity...
A weak yet familiar voice echoed deep within his mind.
"Luo Feng, it's me."