"Not bad." Su Mohui smiled slightly and asked, "Where are we?"

"Sister, we are in a temple near the central city of Sui Ming Kingdom. You have been sleeping for seven days..." There was a hint of grievance in Xiaoguang's voice, but soon he raised his head, and his watery eyes looked at Su Mohui with concern.

Su Mohui followed Xiaoguang's guidance and looked outside the temple.

At this moment, the morning light was pouring in through the mottled window lattices, casting tiny spots of light on the blue brick ground, like a dreamy puzzle.

"Seven days?" She subconsciously rubbed the skin on her wrist, and the scene of crushing the cinnabar crystal before she lost consciousness suddenly emerged in her mind - one hundred and eighty thousand starlights were like sharp arrows, piercing through countless parallel universes. The shocking scene was still vivid in her mind.

Is it because of the system? Su Mohui remembered that when she returned to the real world, she was near the altar of the sacred tree.

[Host, rest assured! You have completely ended the loop. Because the memory storyline is too vast, the system has automatically activated the sleep prevention system for the host! ]

Sleeping, anti-addiction? Su Mohui's eyebrows curved again, and she whispered a thank you to the system. Her fingertips lightly brushed over the Tai Chi Fish Token at her waist, which had been restored to its original state. The characters left by Zhuanxu seemed to come alive, and a slight warmth radiated in her palm, as if responding to the throbbing deep in her heart.

At the same time, she noticed that three sticks of sandalwood incense were rising from the copper incense burner on the altar, with green smoke curling around.

Inside the incense burner, the incense ash piled up into small hills and valleys, and among them, there were a few grains of mother-of-pearl star sand, which sparkled with a mysterious luster in the dim light.

Just as Su Mohui stood up, Xiaoguang continued, "But don't worry, sister, I haven't been idle in these seven days..."

Recalling the scene when the two first entered the Sui Ming Kingdom, they could never have imagined at that time that they would fall into such a thrilling and dangerous cycle.

From the moment Su Mohui set foot on this land until now when she woke up, only a short month has passed in the real world.

However, their experience in that cycle seemed to have lasted for centuries. Every minute and every second was filled with challenges and crises, and every decision was a matter of life and death.

During the seven days that Su Mohui was asleep, Xiaoguang relied on the memories he accumulated in the cycle and traveled tirelessly to every corner of the Sui Ming Kingdom.

Fortunately, he no longer sensed any trace of Cthulhu. This might mean that the evil force that once terrified him had truly been completely eliminated, and the world could finally return to its former peace.

When Xiaoguang found Suirenshi, he was also shocked. The man looked 70% similar to Huoyuan, with the same deep eyes, high nose bridge, and the same scar...

However, if Su Mohui saw it, with her usual attentiveness, she would definitely notice the difference between the two.

There was always a vague mysterious aura surrounding the Fire Kite, like the mist in the mountains, with a sense of illusion and unreality.

The Suiren that Xiaoguang found, although still a teenager, exuded a simple and calm temperament, like a rock that had been deposited over the years. He gave people a real sense of security and made people trust him for no reason.

Su Mohui listened quietly to Xiaoguang's story, then walked to the table and poured herself a glass of water. She tilted her head back and took a big sip, trying to relieve the dryness and discomfort in her mouth. Then she asked, "Where is he now?"

"Sister, come with me." Xiaoguang suddenly smiled mysteriously, stretched out his hand, gently tugged at her sleeve, and led her towards the back hall of the temple.

Before the mottled mural, a young man dressed in simple animal skins bent over, intently wiping the altar. The scar on his right brow glowed a faint golden hue in the morning light, the mark left by the burning of Zhurong's fire spirit.

The young man turned around upon hearing the voice, a flash of surprise in his eyes, but soon, a gentle smile appeared on his face. Unlike the quantum halo flowing in Huo Yuan's pupils, his eyes were pure amber, like solidified magma, precipitated with the vicissitudes and weight of the years.

"Miss Su, you're finally awake." Suiren said with a smile, then folded the rag in his hand and put it in his arms, then took out a bronze fire starter and said, "Just call me Sui."

Su Mohui nodded and leaned forward slightly, wanting to take a closer look at the fire.

The moment the fire touched the remaining netherworld fire on her fingertips, it suddenly burst into a turquoise-gold light. That light was like a beam of light, instantly illuminating the eroded ancient totems on the murals, allowing those mysterious patterns to be clearly displayed before everyone's eyes.

"Thank you for your hard work these days. I heard from Xiaoguang that I thank you two for breaking the curse of the sacred tree." Suiren laughed heartily, then bowed respectfully to them and said:

"I've checked on the tree many times in the past two days. It's back to normal, and the night watchmen have all returned. We no longer need them to watch over the tree all night..."

"It's okay, it's okay..." Su Mohui was not used to being thanked so solemnly, so she waved her hands quickly, trying to ease the slightly awkward atmosphere.

Xiaoguang smiled as she listened to Su Mohui and Suirenshi's conversation. However, her eyes were drawn to the star map on the mural. She blurted out, "Sister, look, this isn't yours..."

The platform for the afterlife? Before he could finish his words, Su Mohui and Suirenshi both stopped talking, their gazes drawn to this sentence at the same time.

Su Mohui looked carefully and found that the lines outlined by the sparks matched perfectly with the shattered Hetu Luoshu in her palm. She couldn't help but exclaimed, "Indeed, this is a panoramic view of the Rebirth Platform."

But just as she finished her words, she suddenly discovered that in the center of the star map, there was a seal script of "Palace Master Danggui" clearly engraved, which was exactly the same as the handwriting made by the cracks in the Rebirth Mirror!

"Miss Su, you may not believe this, but as far as I know, this temple already existed when the Sui Ming Kingdom was first established." Sui Renshi's eyes were deep as he spoke slowly, "It wasn't until people discovered that the sacred tree could reach the sky and communicate with the gods that the restrictions on this temple seemed to disappear, allowing people to enter and explore."

"So that's how it is." Su Mohui's mind raced, and for a moment, she couldn't tell whether the words were true or not. At this moment, she didn't sense any Cthulhu presence, so she lowered her head and looked at the spark.

Suiren noticed her movements and carefully placed the fire in Su Mohui's palm. He asked, "Miss Su, do you know the origin of this fire?"

Su Mohui's gaze only stayed on the fire for a moment before she felt a familiar aura contained in it, which was the power of the Northern Emperor Zhuanxu!

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