Chapter 369

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Chapter 369: Legendary Martial Arts

In the vast, ever-expanding multiverse, the passage of time differs from world to world.

While the “Shadow Kingdom Trial” lasted a mere day in the world of Noah, Mu Ling, who was trapped in the Fire Prison, had endured a whole month of relentless battle.

The flames roared,

The sky howled,

Mu Ling was panting heavily, her black clothes tattered, her shoes long gone.

She searched desperately for footholds in the fiery sea, unable to stop for even a moment.

The stone platforms and remains she stood on would disappear in mere seconds, forcing her to quickly find another place to stand before the next demon struck.

Despite her immense power, Mu Ling, after enduring a month of non-stop combat, felt utterly drained, both physically and mentally. She was on the verge of collapsing.

Suddenly, a powerful surge of determination filled her.

It was time to prepare for the final battle.

Out of the flames before her, a massive fire dragon emerged, towering hundreds of meters high. Its eyes blazed like the sun, and its scorching breath pierced the sky.

Mu Ling, though almost at her limit, made a split-second decision not to rely on the deep, unearthly power of the Deep Blue World.

She leapt into the air with a powerful thrust, swinging her chain and latching onto the dragon’s head.

In mid-air, she skillfully dodged the dragon’s fiery breath. In the blink of an eye, she was atop the dragon’s head.

“Roarrr!”

The fire dragon bellowed in rage.

The intense heat from its molten scales burned her feet, but Mu Ling didn’t flinch. She ignored the pain and, with a fierce shout, swung her sword down.

Imperial Light Execution!

“Boom!”

A golden beam of light pierced through the dragon’s head.

The mighty beast, which was as large as a mountain, let out a mournful cry before crashing to the ground in a massive thud.

Mu Ling took a deep breath, the warmth of the moment filling her lungs.

But she could no longer stand.

There was no place to rest, no sanctuary from the fiery sea. Soon, she would be consumed by the flames. As the fire dragon’s corpse fell, Mu Ling looked up at the fiery red sky with regret.

“I’m sorry, Savior… I couldn’t complete the trial…”

At that moment, a dizzying sensation overtook her, and an overwhelming wave of golden light poured out from the dragon’s body. The shimmering beams of light swiftly merged with her own, revitalizing her.

The trial… was over.

“Is it over?”

Startled, Mu Ling turned around.

She found herself standing once again in the Shadow Kingdom, her body fully restored.

“I did it… I really succeeded…”

Taking a deep breath, Mu Ling’s mind was filled with new memories, and a newfound strength surged within her.

The flames flickered to life around her, rising from her gleaming sword.

Mu Ling raised her blade and leapt into the air. In a whirlwind of motion, a torrent of flames erupted, sweeping through the area in an instant.

Waves of Fire!

Within the heart of the flames, Mu Ling remained unscathed as the fire expanded outward.

“If I use more mental power… the firestorm could become even stronger…”

With a swift motion, she swung her sword again, and the firestorm grew in intensity.

The tornado of flames soared, reaching a height of over a hundred meters. Its force was awe-inspiring, as though a natural disaster was about to engulf everything in its path.

Mu Ling quickly realized that by charging up with her mental power, she could amplify the power and reach of her Waves of Fire, creating an even more devastating storm.

At full strength, this fiery onslaught could engulf entire city blocks.

[Let’s stop here, said the Sword Maiden, having acquired a new toy.]

The voice of the Shadow Kingdom’s master echoed once again.

In the blink of an eye, the fiery tornado dissipated.

The charred flowers and scorched earth of the Shadow Kingdom returned to their original state, untouched by the flames.

Mu Ling, realizing the extent of her destruction, quickly apologized.

“I’m so sorry, I’ve been feeling really down lately… and when I finally escaped, I got a bit carried away and forgot myself…”

[No harm done, for beings of this kind, it was perfectly normal.]

[The arrangement has ended. Now, it’s time for you to leave.]

The voice, serene and understanding, made it clear that it was time for Mu Ling to go.

But Mu Ling, reluctant to leave, had one final question.

She called out, “Please wait!”

[What is it?]

Her request was heard, and she quickly asked:

“Respected Savior, why have you come to Noah? Why have you chosen us?”

[I do not know where He is located, nor do I know why the “Respected Savior” has chosen you all. I am completely unaware of the specific details of the “Savior’s Plan.”]

[However, in the ever-changing multiverse, with countless cycles of eternal endings and new beginnings, there is always an ultimate conclusion. And if this time the multiverse reaches its “end,” there will be no new multiverse to follow.]

[Everything will return to ‘nothingness.’]

[The Savior, as you speak of Him, was born to prevent all of this from happening.]

Mu Ling listened in awe.

It turned out, no—indeed—He was such a great being.

She took a deep breath and nodded.

“Thank you for sharing this with us. May I ask… how should we address you?”

[What is your name?]

[It has been many years since anyone has asked me…]

[I am the ‘Key of a Thousand Demons,’ the ‘Shadow of Many Spirits,’ the ‘Silent Demon God’… Owl.]

The voice, now revealing its identity, was no longer distant.

With this, Mu Ling returned to Noah’s world.

As she regained consciousness, she found herself back at the entrance of the coffee shop. The bustling world around her seemed unaware of her extraordinary experience.

It felt like ages had passed.

A month spent battling the demons in the fiery abyss and confronting the legendary martial arts of the Shadow Kingdom…

But everything now felt strangely surreal.

Mu Ling shook her head, the spiritual wristband on her arm still intact. The memories and strength she had gained were no illusion.

“Great Savior, I have something to present to you.”

She looked up at the sky and spoke, as though speaking directly to Him.

In that instant, the pale gray spiritual bracelet vanished without a trace.

Bai Yan, who had been watching her all along, understood without a word. He swiftly removed Mu Ling’s equipment from the “Babel Tower” game.

It materialized in his hand.

With a gentle smile, Bai Yan’s silver eyes glinted as he deciphered the item using the power of the “Digital World.”

“Hmm, this is a valuable gift… Thank you for the offering from the Shadow Kingdom’s sorcerer. Even though I know nothing about you, I welcome you as a visitor.”

It was a Genie Weapon.

In the boundless expanse of the world, extraordinary items existed—magical tools, relics, and genie weapons.

These items, infused with immense power, often took on varied forms.

“Genie Weapon: Requires the expenditure of ‘intense emotions’ to activate. The user designates a specific area within their line of sight, causing ‘spiritual meteors’ to rain down upon it.”

Genie Weapons were distinct from relics or divine artifacts—which demanded a cost—nor were they like magical tools that consumed mental energy.

To wield a Genie Weapon, the user had to sacrifice the energy of emotions—specifically, the energy of ambiance.

“Emotional energy… Is it like the feeling of excitement?”

Bai Yan mused. How could one generate such intense emotions?

“Hmm, excitement… Is it like being ‘on fire’?”

But the feeling of excitement was foreign to him. He couldn’t seem to ignite that energy within himself.

“I just can’t seem to get fired up!”

Bai Yan fell into deep thought. Eventually, he decided to keep the weapon for later—hoping that in the future, someone might be able to use it.

Among the Core Operators in the Babel Tower, several could likely summon the necessary emotion of excitement.

Besides himself, the two assassins and the magic sword were probably the only ones unable to feel such excitement.

Although Bai Yan couldn’t use this item himself, he knew its power.

According to the data from the “Digital World,” the spiritual meteors’ range was enormous, capable of striking over ten kilometers. They could even harm souls directly.

The weapon’s power was immense.

Bai Yan didn’t want the Shadow Kingdom to remain dormant. So, he quickly arranged for new operators to enter and undergo their trials.

Initially, Bai Yan had considered sending Maryse, but after reviewing the Babel Tower’s data, it became clear that her success rate was only 17%.

Failure meant death, and Bai Yan didn’t want to waste any Source Energy Points