National Fortune Bonus: After the new player awakens at the maximum level, he will kill like crazy

"You must penetrate the core of that gear and slam that evil machine, intent on measuring fate and subverting the world, along with the false god Ji Ying Tiaodong hiding within it, into the turbulent flow of time and space. When all is settled, this long cycle of reincarnation will also come to a complete end."

Qi Mo slowly lowered his head, his gaze falling on his palm. At this moment, the fragments of memory accumulated over nine reincarnations, like tiny stars, shimmered with a soft and mysterious light, continuously flowing into the godhead within him.

Among these countless points of light, one was particularly bright. It was the scene of him sealing himself by the stream during his ninth reincarnation. At that time, he leaned over and looked into the stream. The water was like a mirror, clearly reflecting a pair of eyes.

It was not his own, but the smile of relief that the young man in green clothes gave him when he looked at him before he completely merged with him.

As Qi Mo read, the corners of his mouth suddenly curled up slightly, and he chuckled softly, a laugh that carried the carefreeness and determination of someone who had experienced many hardships. He raised his hand and carefully placed the red envelope containing the important clue into his arms.

Almost instantly, the Qingwei Ancient Sword was firmly grasped in his hand. Across the blade, dragon-shaped runes shimmered with a faint light, echoing the lifelike, ferocious dragon on the demon god's robe.

"Which move did you use when you split the soul of the Lord of Light?" Qi Mo raised his head, his eyes flashing with sharp light, exuding fearless courage and resolute fighting spirit.

When the demon god heard this question, he was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting Qi Mo to ask such a question at this moment. But in the blink of an eye, he burst into laughter. His laughter was hearty and heroic, echoing in the abyss for a long time, shaking the air around him.

The dragon-shaped shadow behind him seemed to be affected by his master's emotions, raising its head and letting out an earth-shattering roar. Its huge body loomed in the darkness, appearing even more majestic. "Good boy! Follow me—"

The demon god laughed loudly and suddenly raised his hand. Powerful energy gathered in his palm. With a loud roar, he smashed the energy into the void.

In an instant, the void was like a torn canvas, and a dazzling crack slowly unfolded. Behind it was a brilliant river of light with gears turning and flowing. It was radiant and beautiful, but it also concealed endless dangers and unknowns.

"Back then, I used 'Reverse Time Slash', a move that can reverse the forces of time and space, severely damaging the enemy's soul. However, what you are facing now is much more difficult than the Lord of Light's soul. It is an existence that is more difficult to shake than even a godhead—"

The demon god put away his smile and looked at Qi Mo solemnly, his eyes full of expectation and encouragement. "Now, I will teach you this slash, and you can go."

As soon as he finished speaking, a black light sank into Qi Mo's mind, and then he flashed and jumped into the river of light without hesitation.

The ancient sword in his hand felt slightly warm in his palm, as if resonating with his heartbeat, and as if responding to all the souls who had fought for hope and sacrificed everything in the nine reincarnations.

Every reincarnation, every struggle and perseverance, at this moment, condensed into a powerful force, pushing Qi Mo forward bravely to face the final challenge.

At the moment Qi Mo leaped into the river of light, deep in the abyss, Qin Yi's already weak remnant soul suddenly lit up in the palm of the demon god's palm, emitting a faint, intermittent sound. This voice actually contained a hint of laughter: "Brother Qi..., remember... to pull my original body's wine jug... out of the gap between the gears..."

"Even though only a remnant of soul remains, you still remember to tease me at this critical moment..." The demon chuckled, "When have I ever lacked a drink from you?"

He watched Qi Mo's figure sink into the end of the river of light like a meteor, and disappear in the blink of an eye.

The demon god slowly lowered his gaze and stared at the palm of his hand. A tiny crack had appeared there at some point in time. The same silver-white blood as Ji Shanru's was quietly seeping out of the crack, flickering with a strange glow in the dim light.

He raised his hand slightly, gently touching the unopened red envelope at his waist, and a low smile of doting and emotion appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Silly girl, back then, your father carefully buried seventeen anchor points in the turbulent flow of time and space, just to see you use this trick of 'transplanting flowers and grafting trees'..."

His voice was low and gentle, as if he was talking to his daughter far away. His words were full of admiration for his daughter's intelligence and cunning, and were also mixed with a hint of helplessness and pride as a father.

The end of the river of light seems like another world.

The sound of the huge gears turning was deafening. The sound seemed to come from ancient war drums, carrying the momentum to destroy everything, hitting Qi Mo's eardrums wave after wave.

Qi Mo looked up and saw a giant golden wheel before him, made up of countless interlocking gears stacked layer upon layer. This wheel was so huge beyond imagination, and every tooth mark was engraved with human greed and desire.

Those marks seemed to have life, twisting and wriggling in the dim light, emitting a sickening, evil aura. And at the core of the giant ship, curled up a semi-mechanized figure. Without looking closely, Qi Mo recognized it as the culprit.

East of Jiying Tiao.

Behind him was a half-broken bronze lamp chain that Qi Mo was familiar with, which gleamed with a cold luster in the dim light.

At the end of the chain, a jade pendant was shaking slightly. It was the one Ji Shanru had given him that year.

The texture on the jade pendant is still clear, and each line carries a precious memory, but now in this evil place, it is used as a decoration of evil power.

"You're finally here..." A mechanical voice suddenly sounded, mixed with sharp electric noise, as if it was the roar of an evil spirit coming from the abyss of hell.

Ji Ying Tiaodong slowly raised his head. Where his eyes should be, there were now countless rotating gears flashing. The gears meshed with each other, making a creaking sound that was creepy.

"After nine reincarnations and so much experience, you should have understood that human greed is the most perfect pathogen in this world. It can corrode everything and plunge the world into endless darkness..."

Ji Yingtiaodong talked incessantly, his voice filled with twisted madness and complacency, as if he was the master who controlled everything.

But before he could finish his words, Qi Mo had already flashed up like a ghost. The ancient sword in his hand flashed with a cold light, and the blade was firmly pressed against Ji Ying Tiaodong's throat.

In an instant, the entire space seemed to freeze, and the sound of the gears turning seemed to become fainter. At this moment, Ji Shanru's jade pendant on the hilt suddenly rang out a clear and melodious sound, like the sound of nature, instantly breaking the dead silence.

As the sound rang out, illusory shadows gradually emerged from the sword light. Qi Mo looked closely and saw that they were the faces of those who had passed away in the reincarnation.