After being reborn, the villain comes with a spoiler tag.

In this strange space where spiritual energy is forbidden, ordinary cultivators would find it difficult to move an inch, but the wisp of immortal energy within Huo Yu's body was completely unaffected by this space.

Immortal essence can be seen as spiritual power condensed countless times. Most spells that require spiritual power can also be performed by replacing spiritual power with immortal essence—but this approach is somewhat like using a sledgehammer to crack a nut, or using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

Huo Yu naturally wouldn't care about these things.

"pay close attention."

His deep voice brushed past Long Yucheng's ear, and before the other party could respond, his long, strong arms had already wrapped around that slender waist.

A familiar teleportation fluctuation suddenly struck, and before Long Yucheng could even see his surroundings clearly, his foot slipped—

The deep purple skin on the surface of this Heavenly Dao's body appears to be leathery, but it is actually composed of densely arranged scales, so smooth as to be like a mirror, making it impossible for anyone to stand firmly.

At this critical moment, Huo Yu suddenly tightened his arm and pulled the person back to his chest.

Caught off guard, Long Yucheng stumbled into Huo Yu's arms, his breath catching in his throat for a moment. Then, he couldn't help but chuckle softly.

"Senior brother, you really startled me—using immortal essence to perform a teleportation technique, and the target location is only ten feet away. Such extravagant and domineering behavior, looking at the whole world, I'm afraid only the Demon Lord can do it."

The space available for footing on the Heavenly Dao's body was extremely limited. At this moment, the two were tightly embracing, their bodies almost completely pressed together, their noses only an inch apart. Long Yucheng's warm breath as he spoke gently brushed against Huo Yu's lips.

Faced with the undisguised teasing in Long Yucheng's words, Huo Yu merely raised an eyebrow slightly, showing no displeasure whatsoever.

Huo Yu's long hair, falling over his shoulders, intertwined with Long Yucheng's, making them indistinguishable. Through layers of clothing, the vibrations of their heartbeats could be clearly felt from each other's chests.

However, after only a brief moment of tenderness, Long Yucheng restrained himself and took half a step back, leaving that familiar embrace with a hint of reluctance, and focused his gaze on the Heavenly Dao body beneath his feet.

At such close range, the incomplete body of the Heavenly Dao appeared even more lifelike. Long Yucheng could even clearly feel the ground beneath his boots rising and falling slightly with the frequency of its breathing.

Huo Yu also withdrew his gaze from Long Yucheng's face, lowering his eyes to quietly gaze at the Heavenly Dao body that was quietly prostrate in the air.

He felt no joy as he had anticipated; only an indescribable sense of absurdity spread through his heart.

Setting aside its bizarre "growth" characteristic that can transform everything around it into extensions of its own body, the Heavenly Dao itself doesn't actually look much bigger than a lion.

The strange beast beneath our feet had its head bowed and its eyes closed. Its chest was still rising and falling slightly, but all that remained was its body.

The true Way of Heaven no longer exists.

Huo Yu thought that finding the person who played the game would solve all the mysteries, but he didn't expect that after lifting the last veil, he would see a corpse.

The Way of Heaven is indeed the writer of the world's script, but it died long ago, before the distant past.

This world simply operates automatically, following a predetermined script, like a finely tuned machine. Even though the craftsmen who created it have long since vanished into the river of time, the gears continue to turn tirelessly, driven by inertia.

—Until the day Huo Yu ascended to heaven.

When the world restarted, the Dao of Heaven had already been locked in a box.

Even without being imprisoned, a dead body cannot even directly interfere with the timeline, let alone perform such a world-shaking act as restarting the world.

Therefore, it can be inferred that in this world, besides the dead deity, the Heavenly Dao, there exists another being at least on the same level as the Heavenly Dao.

Moreover, unlike the Heavenly Dao, this world restarter left very few traces in this world.

After all, when someone exists who can directly reverse time and restart the world, how to prove their existence itself constitutes an unsolvable paradox.

Besides the deceased Heavenly Dao and this mysterious world restarter, there is another force that still lingers in the Spirit Realm: the immortal who stored the Heavenly Dao's memories in a box.

—A chess player trapped in the chessboard.

Moreover, Huo Yu had already seen his true face before – he was the one who exchanged the Heavenly Dao Bone for sixteen Nascent Soul Pills.

At this moment, the bone lying quietly in Huo Yu's storage bag was one of the two missing forelimbs of the Heavenly Dao.

In the part of the Heavenly Dao's body memory that Huo Yu glimpsed, there was no scene related to it losing its forelimbs.

However, when it was put into the box, its four limbs were still intact. But when it broke the seal and lured Li Hanyi into the box, it had already lost two of its forelimbs.

During this period, the only person who could freely enter and exit the box and take a part of the Heavenly Dao's body was the one holding the box.

Looking back now, the only person bidding against him at the Tianhe City auction was the seller of this piece of Heavenly Dao Bone.

Huo Yu still clearly remembers the golden prism on the head of the Golden Core cultivator with the appearance of a foreigner, which was shattered inch by inch.

At the time, Huo Yu did not understand the profound meaning behind this, but looking back now, he has gained a different understanding:

Gold is a symbol of being favored by Heaven, and the shattered prism can be interpreted in two ways: it could be that it was originally under the rules of Heaven but later broke free from them; or it could have the exact opposite meaning.

Originally outside the rules of Heaven, they voluntarily entered the game.

An immortal actually traded his Heavenly Dao Bone for a Nascent Soul Transformation Pill at a low-class auction in a small city founded by Nascent Soul cultivators. This was as absurd as exchanging magical treasures and pills for mortal gold and silver.

If it were the Huo Yu of his past life, who was only focused on ascending to immortality, he would never have believed such nonsense. But now, having witnessed even the remnants of the Heavenly Dao, nothing in this world can shake his resolve.

Moreover, this also subtly reveals another important piece of information: this immortal is also currently trapped in the Spirit Realm.

In fact, Huo Yu and Long Yucheng had already attracted his attention when they entered the box.