My sister is Luna

The moment he stepped forward and saw the other person clearly, Cain froze. The other person was also visibly surprised, and the tense atmosphere vanished in an instant.

There were three people who came, but they were all acquaintances: two men and one woman, Hua Mulan, Li Bai, and Cheng Yaojin.

They were all wrapped in thick fur coats, which they had exchanged with the nomadic wolf tribe. They were covered from head to toe and looked much fatter—still covered in a blanket of snow—only their eyes were visible, and even their eyelashes were covered in a layer of snow.

"Cain?!" Mulan's eyes welled up with tears of excitement. She couldn't believe that the person she had been longing for day and night was right in front of her. Dressed in a way that made her look quite robust, she gave Cain a bear hug.

Since their parting at the Great Wall, Mulan hadn't seen Cain for over a year and missed him terribly. She longed to see if he had recovered, to talk to him, and to recount his heroic deeds of fighting a fierce and desperate battle. Cain's heroic act of turning the tide was deeply etched in her heart, filling her with both pride and self-reproach. She was proud to have such a Great Wall warrior, whom she had personally rescued, and self-reproachful for her own weakness. Although Cheng Yaojin had brought news and Cain had written to assure her that he was alright, Mulan was still struggling.

But she was still worried before meeting him in person, though she's relieved now.

How is your health?

Why has your hair turned black?

What are you doing here?

"What did I see and experience in Chang'an...?"

"Mulan, with all these questions coming at me, I don't even know which one to answer."

Li Bai and Cheng Yaojin didn't disturb the two old friends' reminiscing. They glanced at each other, walked in, surveyed their surroundings, put down their packages, and opened them. Inside, they were fully equipped.

After exchanging pleasantries for a short while and satisfying their longing for each other, the group began to exchange information.

When Cain learned that after the old master issued the conscription order, very few people responded. No one was interested in Di Jun, who had almost disappeared for an unknown period of time, nor did they think that a dead god was much of a threat, especially since it was going to the harsh environment of the far north. Only a dozen or so people on the entire continent accepted the order.

The journey was arduous, and some people couldn't endure the long trek and gave up, while others couldn't adapt to the climate and environment of the grasslands or snowfields. Only Mulan and her two companions persevered.

Li Bai knew some of the truth and wanted to investigate. Cheng Yaojin was a righteous man who could not tolerate harm to the world. Hua Mulan was sent there by the Empress to express her concern for the world, just to put on a show.

This place holds the first key hinted at by Nuwa, clues to hell, and the secrets of the past.

Eventually, the group gathered here.

Cain explained the existence of Hell to the three of them, and why he was there, even though Mulan had investigated the existence of Hell after the Battle of the Great Wall.

“Brother Cain, perhaps that guy called the Eye of Hell thinks only you can solve some of Hell’s problems,” Li Bai speculated.

"It could also be a trap. I've investigated it; Hell is highly corrosive, and every intelligent being in Hell has an eccentric personality."

Hua Mulan recalled the enormous black hole she had seen in Jinting City, and Lanling Wang, whose personality had drastically changed and who seemed to have been corrupted by hell.

“Talking on paper is no substitute for on-site investigation. Since we’re already here, let’s get to the heart of the matter. I need to take a good look at these ancient ruins.” Cheng Yaojin took out a torch, lit it, and distributed it to everyone.

“That’s right.” All three nodded.

The flames could only illuminate a meter or two of darkness around him. The Tower of the Sun was vast and enormous, making an individual appear tiny in comparison. Kain estimated that it covered an area of ​​more than one square kilometer, making it taller than any tower in his previous life.

Several people held torches and groped along the wall, the flames illuminating the dark wall.

The black walls were covered with a layer of ice.

Beneath the ice lies ancient history, perfectly preserved by the ice and snow as if time itself had been frozen, revealing glimpses of the past.

The marks left by swords and blades were as dense as a spider web, covered by the round holes of a "new spider web," and the still-red bloodstains were splattered everywhere. There were also some broken bones at the foot of the wall, which seemed to have the same bloodstains and wounds, layer upon layer, spreading continuously until they disappeared near the door. The ancient aura was solid and heavy, as if one was in a wild and desolate painting that had been unfolded.

This shocking scene was everywhere on the walls and the ground. Cain knew that this was the tragic situation of the demon rebellion. Through this glimpse, one could see that countless demons rose up in resistance, pointed their swords at the gods, and were ultimately defeated.

“Gurgle… Roar…” A suppressed growl came from the crystal in his mind.

Influenced by the power of the Azure Dragon, Crystal was covered in a layer of jade, the blue and orange colors complementing each other, making her figure even more slender and beautiful. She saw these images while hiding in Cain's mind, and her heart was filled with resentment.

"What's wrong, Crystal?" Cain asked in his mind.

"It's nothing..." Crystal said sullenly, turning over to avoid seeing it.

Cain didn't pay any attention and continued to observe.

For some reason, God did not clean up the bloodstains after the uprising failed, as if He intended to show them to someone.

Walking along the wall, they encountered some smashed instruments, which were also frozen.

Every step reveals the marks of time; the Tower of the Sun is filled with stories.

Before they had even finished circling the first floor, they found the stairs leading to the next floor, and there was an elevator next to it, but unfortunately it was broken.

The staircase was also covered in bloodstains and wounds, and the walls of the second floor were also full of signs of a fight.

Before reaching the eleventh floor, these ten floors seemed to proclaim themselves as the graveyard and setting for demons, but upon reaching the eleventh floor, everything was completely severed from this—

The ice here is thinner than the lower layer, and the fine walls, even when covered with dust, have a cool, metallic sheen beneath the ice, giving it a calm and simple beauty.

The traces of bloodshed and violence have been swept away, revealing a sense of refinement and order.

By the light of the fire, the group saw a red button inside the ice wall, with some words and buttons on it.

"These ancient texts are really strange, I can't understand them," Li Bai said, scratching his head.

These characters are all square and upright, with very few strokes, reflecting his concise style. In addition, there are some symbols that are quite different from what he has learned.

Cain couldn't understand the words either. The font was very simple, and although it looked somewhat familiar, it didn't match any of the words in his mind. It felt like a further simplification or deepening of simplified Chinese characters, and it also contained some letters that looked like English letters, which made him even more confused.

However, he understood the symbol: a circle radiating several lines, clearly a sun, a symbol of illumination, if it was the same as in his previous life.

“It should be the lighting button,” Cain said.

"But it's been abandoned for thousands of years, it must be broken by now, and there's no electricity to make it light up." Cain thought for a moment, the Tower of the Sun was shot down by Hou Yi long ago, it should be useless.

Cheng Yaojin looked at the red button, then suddenly punched it.

With a muffled thud, the ice cracked open in several places, startling everyone.

Suddenly, with a "click," several lights flashed before stabilizing.

The eleventh floor presents a spacious, silver-gray space, with various sophisticated instruments arranged neatly in straight lines, resembling an assembly line.

"Hahaha, this is a miracle! It truly is a miracle of the gods. It's been thousands of years and it still works!" Cheng Yaojin laughed triumphantly.

The group began their exploration, uncovering ancient myths.

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