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In that case, the spell might become ineffective due to the defenses.

But tomorrow night is the final operation to infiltrate the city lord's mansion, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, they will have a decisive battle with the Dark Priest Mu there. At such a crucial moment, Ye Xiao can hardly feel at ease if he cannot be certain of Jinli's reliability.

What if we don't bring the koi fish along?

Ye Xiao pondered, if the koi really had a problem, with an evil god residing within it, wouldn't it cause trouble if she wasn't taken along?

In fact, this is even more unsettling, because looking back, it seems that all the events that have happened since encountering the koi have been subtly guided by an unseen hand.

Was their meeting on this timeline truly a coincidence?

Ye Xiao silently took out the talisman given to him by Shen San from his pocket. The moonlight streaming in from the window shone through the thin yellow paper onto his face.

Should the talisman be affixed?

Ye Xiao couldn't be sure what the consequences of his choice would be. Would a strange, evil god suddenly appear and turn everything around him to bones?

Ye Xiao couldn't be sure.

But if there really is a problem, it's probably much better to reveal it before the final battle than to have it suddenly appear during the final battle.

After a long period of hesitation, Ye Xiao finally made a decision.

Although doing so might feel a little unfair to the seemingly innocent girl, Ye Xiao carefully stood up from the ground, holding the talisman, and slowly walked towards the sleeping koi on the other side of the room.

The girl with long, black hair was hugging a pillow, her eyes tightly closed, curled up in the corner, and sleeping quietly.

Chapter Ninety-Four: The Cracks in the Present World

After a brief mental preparation, Ye Xiao placed the light talisman on the girl's forehead.

The air seemed to quiet down at that moment, and even Mingya's snoring paused slightly.

But nothing happened.

The evil god, nightmare, or whatever terrifying thing Ye Xiao imagined did not appear.

The pale yellow talisman was quietly affixed to the girl's forehead, and even floated slightly when gently blown by her breath.

Did that kid Shen San give me a knock-off?

Ye Xiao couldn't help but think of it.

However, the next second, Ye Xiao saw a faint golden light appear around the talisman, and tiny sparks floated out like fireflies.

A few of them flew into Ye Xiao's palm, extending golden tendrils-like arcs that connected with each other, forming a miniature constellation that slowly outlined layered petals.

Ye Xiao looked in surprise at the center of the petals, where the stamens and stars swirled and were filled with a dense blackness, as if a star gate leading to the abyss had been opened, drawing Ye Xiao's gaze into it.

When he came to his senses, he found that the quiet, dimly lit shop attic was no longer there, but a night sky filled with stars.

What kind of place is this...?

"pat"

He looked down and found that his feet were standing in a vast, black pool of water.

The pool wasn't deep; the water level just covered the soles of the shoes. Despite its deep blackness, it reflected Ye Xiao's face like a mirror.

As the ripples spread, the reflection distorted slightly, and suddenly, Ye Xiao saw his reflection in the water open his mouth.

"This is the first time in all these years that someone has come here."

The voice was Ye Xiao's own, but it wasn't coming from his own mouth, which made Ye Xiao feel a little strange.

"what are you?"

Ye Xiao then asked directly.

The reflection in the water wasn't angry at Ye Xiao's low character; instead, it smiled.

"You've barged into my palace, shouldn't you have introduced yourself first?"

"I am a priest of the Holy Temple, the first knight under the chosen saintess of the God of Light, a bishop of the Holy Light Revelation Society, an environmental ambassador of the Loren Empire, a royal spy, the first bodyguard of the Empress, the chosen one of the God of Greed, the current pirate king of the Seven Seas Capital, a time traveler, a miracle sorcerer, the vice president of the Seven Luminaries Society, a legendary traveler from another world on Blue Star, a practitioner of the World Tree System's will, and one of the Ten People Who Moved China in 2008..."

"..."

The figure in the water wore a complicated expression. "There shouldn't be this many people here, right?"

"Of course, you can also simply call me Ye Xiao."

Ye Xiao said earnestly.

"Ye Xiao".

The figure nodded. "I've got it."

"Why don't you just forget about it?"

Ye Xiao suddenly became unsure whether it would cause problems if he, someone who didn't belong to this timeline, left his name with this inexplicable person.

"Or you can remember me by another name, Vossia Piandel, I prefer that name."

"That's really unnecessary, Ye Xiao."

The figure waved his hand. "I know what you're worried about, but don't worry, time has no meaning here. Whether your name is real or not doesn't really matter to me."

"Then why did you ask? That's really rude of you."

Ye Xiao frowned.

"..."

The figure trembled slightly; if he could, he would have rushed out of the water and slapped Ye Xiao across the face.

However, this was precisely Ye Xiao's purpose: not to get slapped, but to trigger emotional fluctuations in the other party.

Ye Xiaopi wanted to see what this pretentious guy was really capable of.

Fear often stems from the unknown. By probing the boundaries of the other party, and understanding what they can and cannot do, the mystique surrounding these so-called deities will gradually dissipate.

At least for now, it seems that the other party can't rush out of the water to beat him up, which gives Ye Xiao a general idea of ​​the safety of his surroundings.

However, of course, the premise for using this probing method is that you are not afraid of getting beaten up.

Ye Xiao could tell that the other party's main purpose was to communicate, and that they were prepared to beg for mercy if they couldn't win, so he wasn't afraid to provoke them.

As the saying goes, you have to point a gun at a good person to test them out, otherwise how will you know if they are really good?

"So, this is the void?"

Ye Xiao continued to ask, glancing around at his surroundings.

The starry night sky was somewhat similar to the scene he saw when the big black sun in his third body opened its eyes. Coupled with what the other party had just said, "time has no meaning," Ye Xiao could roughly guess what it was like.

"Yes and no."

The figure spoke softly.

Can you explain it clearly?

Ye Xiao pouted.

"Nothing is nothing"—what's the difference between that and nonsense?

"He's really impatient."

The figure waved his hand, "You can think of this place as a gap between the real world and the void, which can communicate with the real world and also has the characteristics of the void."

Ye Xiao nodded, thinking that if he had said that earlier, the matter would have been resolved.

But Ye Xiaoxuan immediately doubted that the talisman could be so powerful that it could deliver him directly to such a place.

If a talisman can be sent flying into the void, then Ye Xiao can get a few more from Shen San and send them flying to anyone he doesn't like. At that time, even a true god wouldn't be able to defeat the big sun floating outside.

Perhaps sensing what Ye Xiao was thinking, the figure spoke again.

“Your body did not go to the void, but rather you activated your spiritual vision through a magical medium, and then I linked a part of your consciousness to you. You yourself are still in that small room in the real world.”

That makes sense.

Ye Xiao accepted the other party's statement in her heart.

After all, if he were the one being dragged over, the other party would probably realize that he isn't entirely a human being.

"As for my identity..."

The figure smiled, looking enigmatic.

"If you say things like 'I am you,' then I will say some bad things."

Ye Xiao threatened.

"Don't worry, I'm not that bored. Give me your hand."

The figure stretched its hand towards the water's surface, and in Ye Xiao's eyes, it looked as if he himself on the other side of the mirror had stuck a finger to the mirror's surface.

Ye Xiao rubbed his chin, wondering if there was a trap involved, but after thinking about it, even if there was a trap, he didn't seem to have any way to prevent it, so he simply reached out his hand.

Two fingers touched each other across the water's surface, the icy touch sending a jolt through them. Ye Xiao felt as if his hand had suddenly pierced through the thin barrier and plunged right in.

"Gurgle, gurgle"

The shallow water, which had only covered the soles of his shoes, suddenly turned into a bottomless pool, causing Ye Xiao to fall into it.

His uncontrolled fall was like that of a lost submariner plummeting straight towards the starry sky on the other side of the pool.

Those glittering stars that seemed to hang in the sky were no longer so unattainable, and slowly revealed the things enveloped in their brilliant light.

……fish?

Ye Xiao opened his eyes wide in astonishment and saw that among those stars were some fish swimming slowly, wagging their tails.

Chapter Ninety-Five: The Lost City

The fish enveloped in orbs of light swiftly swept past Ye Xiao, giving him the illusion that he was traveling among the stars of the universe.

But this is not the starry sky, but the deep, dark sea.

After passing by those orbs of light, the boundless darkness completely embraced Ye Xiao.

Then, slowly, in that darkness, a long, narrow crack, glowing with a faint red light, suddenly appeared.

Ye Xiao initially thought it was a huge abyss that ran through the entire deep sea, but as the abyss expanded and opened completely, Ye Xiao was shocked to realize that it was actually a scarlet eyeball opening in the deep seabed.

Lydia?

Such enormous, deep red eyeballs reminded Ye Xiao of its original form, which floated in the void.

But this eyeball, which appeared beneath him and stretched as far as the eye could see, was exceptionally wide in his field of vision, yet it lacked the oppressive and chilling aura that filled him with.

This immediately made Ye Xiao realize that the giant eyeball that was so shocking was not a real "thing", but simply a picture, a huge projection that used the entire deep sea as a screen.

As Ye Xiao's body continued to fall toward the center of those scarlet pupils, a complex outline gradually emerged in his eyes.

Is this... an island? No, a city?

Ye Xiao could see the outline clearly; it was a huge city with various towers. As the layout of the streets and the structure of the buildings gradually became clearer, it slowly overlapped with a plan of a city that was very familiar to Ye Xiao.

holy city.

In his previous life, Ye Xiao had studied the model of the Holy City countless times in the rebel army's tent. In order to attack the Holy City and defeat the world-destroying witch, he knew the architectural structure of almost every street and landmark there by heart.

Especially the towering white tower of the Holy City in the center of the city, which is now also in this city trapped in the scarlet pupils, only it is completely black, as if it were a reflection of the real Holy City.

What does it mean?

Ye Xiao pondered, if these images were shown to him by that strange god, then what exactly was the other party trying to express?

His body was still falling, and the black holy city that had been tiny in his vision gradually magnified, with the dark tower in the center transforming into a pillar that pierced the sky and crashed straight into him.

Ye Xiao subconsciously held his breath, even though he knew it might just be an illusion, he still couldn't help but have the feeling that he was about to crash into it.

But somehow, it was as if a stream of water was supporting his body, slowing his descent, and the bustling figures on the top floor of the tower became clearly visible.

Ye Xiao heard the voices of those figures coming from beside him. At this moment, he was like a ghost floating on the top of the tower, able to observe a group of semi-transparent black figures kneeling on the top of the tower, as if they were praying.

"Has the Lord... abandoned us?"

An old voice sounded.

"There were simply no other options."

The voice that responded to the aged one was a soft, mature female voice.