I make a contract with myself

Ancient Spirit World, Alien God Sect.

Sun Yan, dressed in loose clothing, lay on a recliner with his eyes slightly closed, enjoying the warm sunshine.

At one point, the sunlight was blocked, casting a shadow.

Sun Yan frowned, opened his eyes, and saw two giant beasts fighting each other.

One of them was the Bone King of the Undead race. I don't know why it was so foolish as to run up to the Sun Star to fight. Wasn't that just courting death?

Oh, it's already dead, so it's alright.

The other one resembles a centipede, is larger than the Bone King, is highly venomous, and possesses dark power.

Even without using spiritual energy, with Sun Yan's current eyesight, it wouldn't be difficult to see the battle situation clearly if he looked carefully: "Poison doesn't have much effect on the Bone King, and the undead and darkness... The battlefield is well chosen; we can take this opportunity to kill it."

"Little White and Little Black, go and help it."

Little White and Little Black accepted the order and left.

Perhaps because they've been hanging out with their father for so long, the upper beam is crooked and the lower beam is crooked too; they're adept at sneak attacks and underhanded tricks.

In no time at all, the victory was secured for Ainz Ooal Gown.

Now, Sun Yan can bask in the sun again.

"Cough cough..."

Perhaps due to overworking his brain, Sun Yan coughed twice and fell asleep again.

Liu Xian frowned slightly, put down the unfinished bodice in her hand, stood up and walked over. Looking at her husband's pale face, she hesitated to speak, but in the end she didn't say anything. She just carried him to the bed in the room and laid him down.

This sleep lasted for seven days and seven nights.

When Sun Yan woke up, he had a headache and felt weak all over; he even had difficulty opening his eyes.

Liu Xian's voice carried a hint of coldness: "Don't try to be brave next time. Take care of your health first."

Sun Yan opened his mouth but no sound came out. Then, he used some strength and whispered, "It's not that I'm showing off, I'm going to pass out eventually..."

Liu Xian didn't argue with him. She reached out and tucked the blanket in, saying, "Lie down properly. You don't need to worry about things outside the heavens."

Sun Yan closed his eyes again.

Half a year has passed since he suffered the backlash, and he has been bedridden for almost half a year, unable to get out of bed and walk even a few steps on his own.

To be honest, it's truly unbelievable that someone at Sun Yan's current level would be reduced to such a half-dead state by the backlash, which has only piqued the curiosity of the other leaders.

After hearing the story told by the demon mask, they all fell silent.

In the end, it was Yue who gave the conclusion: "Legend."

That's right, it can only be a legend.

Sun Yan touched the threshold and glimpsed the legendary path, but he failed to truly cross it and thus suffered a terrible backlash.

He failed.

However, in a sense, he was successful.

After all, they included those from outer space, and none of them even qualified to be devoured by the legend.

"His body is slowly recovering, so let him rest and recuperate... We'll be on the battlefield."

After saying this, Fan Wuji returned to the outer heavens to continue guarding the area.

The dragon and the phoenix said nothing and left one after the other.

Unlike the primordial immortals, the other leaders had the opportunity to become legends. I wanted to stay and ask Sun Yan what a legend was, but seeing his miserable state, I couldn't bear to wake him up and ask him.

Even now, after a period of recuperation, Sun Yan is still feeling unwell.

Conservatively speaking, it would take him at least ten or twenty years to recover to his peak.

After another night's sleep, I felt pretty good, so I tried to check the spirit realm, but my soul was throbbing with pain, so I had to give up.

The situation is clear now; he's finished.

Sun Yan squinted, but his gaze was surprisingly calm.

At least, he's not dead.

Furthermore, his own legendary path is dead, but he himself is alive; at worst, he can just build a new path.

Seeing that he was awake, Liu Xian sat down by the bedside and asked, "How are you feeling?"

Sun Yan's voice was very soft: "It's alright, I won't die."

Liu Xian lowered her head and said seriously, "Take better care of yourself in the future. It's not time for you to risk your life yet."

Sun Yan smiled and replied, "Understood."

Liu Xian said all she had to say, and didn't make him swear any oaths.

She's not a child anymore; a few words of advice will suffice. There are some things she can't make decisions about, and neither can Sun Yan herself.

"There's good news! Xiaoyu has advanced to the ninth rank of the Spirit level."

"...Can I make a video call?"

"No."

"Oh."

You have to listen to your wife.

Sun Yan had no choice but to close his eyes again, rest his mind, and wait for the day when his health would improve.

At that time, he will make the extraterrestrial invaders understand.

Even a half-step into legend has its limitations.

……

Starry Sky Pass.

The war lasted a long time.

Currently, this defensive line is still relatively intact, and there has been no large-scale invasion of the homeland by extraterrestrial enemies.

Gradually, as the mysteries of the outer world were unveiled, the various races ceased their panic and began to actively fight back, hoping that one day they could wipe out their invading enemies and roam the stars.

This shows that the propaganda work of the leaders of all ethnic groups has been very effective.

It's not exactly deception, just reporting good news and hiding the bad.

It's only human nature.

We can't exactly tell them that people are dying here every day, that the enemy is growing stronger and stronger, and that even if we fight with all our might, we might not be able to hold out for long.

Moreover, most of those who died were the strong.

The weak, by retreating to star-studded passes to provide spiritual energy, manipulate puppets in battle, or ensure logistical support, are able to preserve their lives.

The reason is simple: the starry sky is too vast and mysterious, and it does not belong to the weak.

Of course, when the older generation passes away, the new generation will naturally take their place.

The holy sons and daughters, princes and princesses, young masters and young lords, and even disciples and deacons from a hundred years ago, after the passage of time and the tempering on the edge of life and death, will eventually grow stronger in the face of invasion and resistance.

Many have already shown their talent.

Their names may not be as famous as Sun Yan's in the same era, but if we remove the fact that he was an outlier, they were also the chosen ones and the darlings of the times.

Duan Wenze is a martial artist; even if his leg is broken, it doesn't matter as long as he's not dead.

He was seen supporting his head with one hand and swiping the screen with the other. When he saw someone familiar, he stopped.

That person was Feng Chen, the former Daoist disciple of the Dao Court, who is now an elder. Like him, he is a pure martial artist.

The difference is that one of them is skilled with a gun, while the other is skilled with a sword.

However, Duan Wenze surpassed him in both age and cultivation, so the two were not of the same generation, but rather people from the same era.

Duan Wenze's gaze sharpened: "That's... a sword immortal?"

Unlike the sword cultivators of the Ancient Spirit World, the swords of outsiders are Dao and Law. They look elegant and unrestrained, but whether they have any real skill is another matter.

The swords of the locals, however, abandon all frills and are solely for killing.

Feng Chen is also a sword cultivator, and judging from the battle between the two sword cultivators, it is clear that his own side has the advantage.

The premise is that he is not fighting two against one.

As things stand, the number of strong individuals in both the Ancient Spirit World and the Outer Heavens is roughly equal, excluding the weak.

Unfortunately, in order to protect their home as much as possible, some people have to stay behind in the Ancient Spirit World to prevent any unforeseen events, which means they can only fight against many opponents.

Many people died.

But those who survive will only become stronger.