Chapter 1102

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Chapter 1102: Awakening

Endless darkness enveloped Lin Qiye like the currents of the deep sea, slowly wrapping around him as his body sank deeper.

His hollow eyes stared into the void before him, resembling a soulless doll, powerless against the engulfing darkness, merely sinking deeper and deeper with the currents around him.

Whenever he felt he had fallen into the abyss of darkness, a force would always pull him back, forcing him to continue sinking downward.

Lin Qiye did not know how long he had been sinking; perhaps it was a day, a month, or even a year.

Here, time seemed to lose its meaning, and only darkness and chaos remained as the eternal melody.

He did not know how long it had been when a voice suddenly appeared in his ear.

“——Who are you?”

A glimmer of life suddenly returned to Lin Qiye’s hollow eyes. He blinked and, in a daze, turned toward the direction of the voice, looking into a corner of the endless darkness.

There stood a child, around six or seven years old, quietly gazing at him with a frown.

Is that me?

The moment he saw the child’s face, Lin Qiye was taken aback.

The child’s appearance was almost identical to his own when he was young, the only difference being that the child’s gaze was as unfathomable as the surrounding abyss.

The child frowned at him and spoke again:

“——Who are you?”

“I am Lin Qiye.”

Upon hearing this answer, the child’s frown deepened. He squinted at Lin Qiye for a moment and shook his head:

“——Wrong…”

“What’s wrong?”

“——You are not me.”

As the last word fell, a thunderous sound suddenly erupted in Lin Qiye’s mind, and the surrounding darkness began to churn violently.

At that moment, a point of golden light ignited from the darkness above Lin Qiye, like a sacred sun, swiftly tearing apart the darkness. A mysterious force suddenly wrapped around Lin Qiye’s body, pulling his consciousness rapidly upward toward that blazing sun!

“Eh?”

A puzzled voice came from that blazing sun. The moment Lin Qiye heard it, he was momentarily stunned, feeling a sense of familiarity.

Before he could discern the identity of that voice, his figure completely merged into the golden light, and endless brightness flooded his vision, overwhelming him with a strong sense of dizziness.

……

Lin Qiye’s figure suddenly sat up from the lush grass.

He opened his eyes wide, the golden hue in his gaze receding like a tide. His voice was heavy, beads of sweat the size of beans hung from the tip of his nose, and he looked as if he had just finished an intense workout, drenched in sweat.

As his consciousness gradually returned, Lin Qiye’s breathing began to calm down. A hand gently patted his back, and a warm voice came from beside him.

“Brother, are you okay?”

Lin Qiye’s body jolted. He quickly turned his head to see Yang Jin sitting beside him, his eyes filled with concern.

“Ah Jin…” Lin Qiye remained in place for a long time before regaining his senses. Fragmented memories surged in his mind, connecting all the events together. “Did I not die?”

“The Celestial Sovereign intervened to save your life, and just now, the Archangel Michael used a miracle to bring you back,” Yang Jin said with a smile on his face.

“Brother, you survived.”

Michael… Wasn’t he on the moon?

Right, that light “eh” from the darkness seemed to be his voice too.

What exactly were those things I just saw?

A multitude of questions flooded Lin Qiye’s mind, but he no longer had the energy to ponder them. After being resurrected, his mind was still quite chaotic, and he needed some time to adjust his state.

Lin Qiye pushed himself up with his hands, trying to stand, but his legs went weak, nearly causing him to fall.

Yang Jin quickly reached out to support him, saying, “The Celestial Sovereign said your vitality has just revived, and your muscles need to readjust. You can’t engage in strenuous activity.”

Yang Jin kicked the small black dog lying on the ground, which rolled over and, upon seeing Yang Jin’s gaze, immediately transformed into a black-gray dog-skin wheelchair.

Yang Jin helped Lin Qiye into the wheelchair and began to push it slowly away.

“Where is the Celestial Sovereign? What about Michael?”

“They are in the hall discussing matters, apparently negotiating a deal.”

“A deal…”

Lin Qiye suddenly recalled that when he last saw Michael during the Great Calamity of Cangnan, he mentioned that the reason he passed the “Mortal Realm Divine Domain” to Lin Qiye was due to a certain deal made between the Celestial Sovereign of the Great Xia and him a hundred years ago.

It seems that Michael has always had a good relationship with the gods of Great Xia?

A sweet breeze brushed against Lin Qiye’s cheek, and a few cranes circled above him and Yang Jin. The ethereal energy, mingling with the fragrance of the lush green grass, filled his nostrils, and his pale face gradually regained color.

Yang Jin pushed Lin Qiye across the green field, through the spirit stream and over the small bridge. Neither of them spoke, simply enjoying this long-awaited reunion in silence.

Lin Qiye closed his eyes, basking in the sun, comfortably reclining in the dog-skin wheelchair, marveling at the wonders of fate.

Four years ago, Lin Qiye would never have imagined that one day he would reunite with Yang Jin in such a manner, in such a place.

“Brother.” Behind him, Yang Jin gently spoke as he pushed the wheelchair.

“Mm?”

“How have you been these years?”

“……Not too bad, I suppose.” Lin Qiye smiled. “Why? Do you want to hear my story?”

“I’m a bit curious,” Yang Jin replied honestly. “I thought you would be very impressive, but I didn’t expect that in just a few short years, you would reach this point…”

“I’ve indeed been through a lot… If you want to hear it, I can tell you. After all, we have plenty of time now.”

Lin Qiye turned his head to look into Yang Jin’s eyes. “But before that, I have a question I want to ask you.”

Yang Jin gazed at him. “What is it?”

“Are you now Yang Jian… or Yang Jin?”

Yang Jin was slightly taken aback. He fell silent for a moment, just as he was about to say something, Lin Qiye shook his head and smiled, turning back.

“Forget it, that question isn’t important… No matter whether you are Yang Jian or Yang Jin, in my heart, you will always be my brother.”

Yang Jin stood still for a moment, a slight smile appearing on his lips. He nodded and continued to push the wheelchair forward.

“Speaking of which, being able to call the legendary and famous Erlang Shen my brother, I, as the older brother, have certainly gained a great advantage.”

“Brother, haven’t you always liked to take advantage since you were little?”

“？ When have I?”

“Every time Aunt Liu next door set up her stall to sell eggs, you would shamelessly ask for buy one get one free. Clearly a blind person, yet you ran off with the eggs faster than anyone else…”

“That was with outsiders. When have I ever taken advantage of my own family? Don’t talk nonsense…”