# Chapter 2155: Yun Che, Mo Su
At this moment, if anyone else were facing the Abyss Emperor, they would surely be terrified to the point of kneeling with heads bowed, their souls trembling beyond words.
But the Yun Che in his line of sight showed not the slightest trace of shock or fear. Instead, he simply stared straight back at him, his gaze possessing a calmness and depth that no visitor had ever displayed.
"May I ask," Yun Che did not answer, did not argue, but instead posed a question to the most supreme existence in the heavens and earth: "If it were you, would you be willing to stop at nothing before overwhelming obstacles for the one you love?"
The air congealed, space froze, and even his line of sight seemed bound by an invisible force.
In an instant, the divine radiance in the Abyss Emperor's eyes abruptly intensified severalfold, and that divine pressure—belonging solely to the Abyss Emperor, enough to make heaven and earth tremble and all living beings kneel—poured down upon Yun Che:
"A mere child, what right do you have to question me?"
It was like the heavens collapsing upon his body; his bones felt on the verge of shattering, his soul threads about to break. But Yun Che's eyes remained clear, his sea of soul still lucid. He continued to look directly into the Abyss Emperor's eyes—without shock, without fear, without reverence—only that ever-present, mysterious subtlety.
It was a kind of equal gaze that the Abyss Emperor had not faced in millions of years.
Yun Che spoke, his expression and tone seeming tinged with an unfathomable haziness: "I am not asking the Abyss Emperor, but..."
"Mo Su."
The air, space, and line of sight froze once more. But this time, no overwhelming divine pressure like a sea overturning the heavens descended. Instead, the freezing lasted an extraordinarily long time, as if even time itself had silently halted.
No one knew how long passed before the frozen world seemed to begin operating again—yet as if moving against time, through their ever-entwined gazes, traveling back to a distant, long-vanished ancient era.
"Yes..."
His voice, his answer, seemed to come from an infinitely distant time and space:
"I would only fear... not even having the chance to stop at nothing."
He called himself "I," not "Us."
The corner of Yun Che's lips tilted slightly, revealing a faint smile.
He had received his answer, because the one standing before him now was no longer purely the supreme Abyss Emperor, but one who "remembered" his former identity, his former name—Mo Su.
The posture and words Yun Che should assume before the Abyss Emperor had already been refined to near perfection through countless deliberations and rehearsals. But the last memory fragment of the Evil God Ni Xuan was only revealed when he finally arrived in the Pure Land, causing all his previous efforts to collapse.
It was at that moment that he fully understood: when facing the Abyss Emperor alone, he needed to... and could only present one kind of posture.
That was equality!
There was no second choice.
But having already arrived in the Pure Land, destined to face the Abyss Emperor alone at any moment, he had no time at all to brew and rehearse how to present a perfect posture of equality. So, in this extremely short time, he could only impose upon himself one after another, layer upon layer of mental suggestion...
I possess the Evil God's profound veins; I am Ni Xuan's successor...
Therefore, I am Ni Xuan; I am the Evil God!
In the eyes of Ni Xuan, in my eyes, the Mo Su of those days was a child filled with confusion...
And the Mo Su of today, stripped of the Abyss Emperor's cloak, does his heart not harbor even deeper darkness and confusion...
Thus, this "reunion" today, I rejoice, I look upon as an equal, I sigh, I worry... and I condense emotions too complex to express into the gaze I cast upon him.
"Indeed, if it were you, that would surely be your answer."
In Yun Che's eyes, the Abyss Emperor had long ago given his answer. If not for the Wild Devouring Punishment that the Abyss Emperor had deliberately bestowed, the obstacles before him and Hua Caili would not have been so easily cleared, nor would the world's gaze have shifted so directly from contempt to admiration.
He wanted to witness with his own eyes the depth of Yun Che's feelings for Hua Caili, to judge whether he was worthy of being the successor of "him."
Yun Che's voice gradually slowed at this point, carrying an irrepressible emotion: "Mo Su, I have finally seen you... bearing Master's sole dying wish."
The Abyss Emperor's expression was always that seemingly eternal faintness. But no one knew that every word Yun Che spoke tugged at the changes in his emotions, stirring waves in his sea of soul.
And even less could anyone imagine the tremendous impact Yun Che's final words had on his divine soul.
It caused clear cracks to appear in his eternal indifference as the Abyss Emperor.
"Your master... where is he now?" Between the gaps in his speech, a momentary tremor was mixed in.
Yun Che's smile faded, and he lowered his voice: "Five years ago, Master passed away... in eternity."
Mo Su turned sideways, slowly lifting his head. After a moment, he asked again: "Where has your master been all these years, and when did he arrive?"
"Mist Sea," Yun Che replied, then sighed softly: "And it wasn't until the day of his passing that he told me he had been staying in the Mist Sea for... six hundred and seventy thousand years."
At that moment, the Abyss Emperor, who would not have been moved even if heaven and earth collapsed—no, at this moment he was Mo Su—his body shuddered extremely lightly for an instant, as if this single number had shattered the disguise of millions of years.
"So it really was him... really was him..."
He gazed ahead, murmuring to himself, his emotions gradually losing their indifference, his voice gradually taking on a tone of sorrow.
"I should have realized... I should have realized..."
The number "six hundred and seventy thousand years" was not roughly fabricated by Yun Che based on the time of the Evil God's fall, but came from... Lin Shen's Element Seed. The lingering soul aura on it clearly told him that it had fallen into the abyssal world for six hundred and seventy thousand years.
And this time did indeed stir the Abyss Emperor's emotions.
His heart was filled with countless thoughts as he spoke in a lost voice: "Six hundred and seventy thousand years ago, I happened to detect his aura and was ecstatic. But when I found it, it was merely one of his Element Seeds, already swallowed by a Lin Shen and attached to a Soul Crystal."
"I tried to search for several hundred years, but there was no longer any trace of his aura, so I brought that Lin Shen by my side to ease my longing... Later, it committed a great transgression, but since it carried his aura, I could not bear to kill it and instead banished it."
"I thought it was just one of his Element Seeds that had fallen into the abyssal world for some reason. So it really was him... really was him... and I never knew. I gave up searching so early."
Yun Che said softly: "Because Master did not want to be found by you. He could only hide himself in the Mist Sea."
"Why?" he asked.
Yun Che gazed at Mo Su's profile, his voice carrying a hidden pain: "Master said he had no face to see you."
"Heh..." Mo Su's voice briefly faltered, then he slowly shook his head, looking into the void. His hoarse voice seemed to pierce through space and time: "Big Brother Ni Xuan, why must you be like this? I have never blamed you, and I could never blame you. Even with today's outcome, to have been close to you, to have sworn brotherhood with you, remains the greatest fortune of my life."
Yun Che inwardly steadied his slightly wild heartbeat and spoke softly: "Master told me that in another world, after settling all his affairs, he chose to fall into the Abyss of Nothingness to atone for his sins toward you and to accompany you. He never imagined that beneath the abyss, a world had already formed, and that you still existed, called the Abyss Emperor."
"Master said that he longed for a reunion with you, but he also had too many reasons why he could not meet you. Besides his deep guilt, he would not allow himself to interfere with your life again, to disrupt the trajectory you had already set... regardless of whether the choices were right or wrong, regardless of where the trajectory led."
Mo Su still stared blankly ahead, his voice infinitely distant: "Big Brother Ni Xuan, you were clearly such an unrestrained person..."
Yun Che's voice followed closely: "Master said that he was once the most unrestrained person in the world. But concerning you alone, he made a mistake—and an unforgivable one. If back then he had chosen not to indulge and encourage, but to stop you, you would not have been personally executed by your Father God at the Abyss of Nothingness that year, and you would not have been trapped in the abyss of pain all this time."
These words revealed that "Master" had informed him of many things from back then.
"And because of this great mistake, your Father God died prematurely, and the Divine Clan and Demon Clan waged fierce war, leading to the end of that era... So Master said he was no longer worthy of the name 'Creation God,' renamed himself the 'Evil God,' and thereafter withdrew from the world, spending the rest of his life imprisoned in guilt and pain, until his passing."
Mo Su slowly turned around and looked at Yun Che again. His gaze had also silently changed—no longer that look of looking down, which had been ingrained for millions of years, nearly becoming instinct.
"He... told you a great deal."
"Yes. And he also bestowed upon me a great deal."
Yun Che raised his hand, and as his fingers moved, flames, frost, lightning, and wind vortexes appeared alternately in his palm: "Master bestowed upon me his profound veins, allowing me to affinity with various elemental profound forces. He also gave me Phoenix Flame Force, Golden Crow Flame Force, Ice Phoenix Force... and to strengthen my body, he gave me Dragon God's Blood and Dragon God's Marrow."
These were the divine legacies of Ni Xuan, the former Element Creation God. That such ancient divine remains did not exist in the abyss made it all seem reasonable.
He closed his fingers, and a withered yellow unicorn light shone in his palm: "Before Master passed away, he guided me in the direction to retrieve the lost Element Seed, allowing my originally incomplete profound veins to become whole."
"No wonder the collapse of that secret realm was so unusual," Mo Su said softly. "So it saw his successor and returned itself with endless joy."
Yun Che changed his hand gesture again, and a pagoda shadow emitting a faint golden light appeared in his palm: "This is the Great Dao Pagoda Art, which Master taught me to refine my body. When I achieved some success, Master told me that this divine art was created by you."
"No," Mo Su denied, unexpectedly to Yun Che: "Half by me, half by him."
Yun Che: "...?"
He looked at Yun Che, his eyes tinged with nostalgia: "Back then, I traveled with him through many worlds, witnessing the countless beings of the vast universe, witnessing true kindness and evil. Then one day, under a pagoda in a mortal world, I had a sudden epiphany."
"And that spark of insight was understood and guided by him. He led me to comprehend what is the cause and effect of mortal life, what is the great way of heaven and earth... Even the general formula of the Great Dao Pagoda Art was laid by him, which later gave rise to the Twelve-Tier Pagoda Realm."
This was something Yun Che truly did not know.
He had originally thought that since the Great Dao Pagoda Art could be passed down from ancient times to the present, it wouldn't be too inconsistent for the Evil God to know this divine art.
He never expected that the Great Dao Pagoda Art was co-created by Ni Xuan and Mo Su. Only, Ni Xuan, possessing the body of a Creation God, had no need to cultivate it. Ni Xuan's participation was solely for Mo Su.
"So that's how it was." Yun Che nodded with emotion... this time completely genuine.
When true words from the known realm are mixed with lies from the unknown realm, then lies also become true words.
Every word Yun Che spoke was undoubtedly walking on the edge of a blade.
"Did he send you to find me?" he asked.
"No." Yun Che shook his head without the slightest hesitation: "Although Master saved my life, accepted me as his disciple, and gave me everything I have today, he taught me more than once that my life belongs only to myself—to follow my heart, to be untethered to the world, and not to be bound or swayed by anyone else's will."
"If I could encounter you, then that was destiny's guidance. If we could not meet, there was no need to force it. The only dying wish he left was that if I could meet you, I would tell you everything and speak freely without reserve... Perhaps that might slightly ease your loneliness."
"I never expected that my origin would actually be one of the six great divine kingdoms—the Weaving Dream Divine Kingdom. And because of this origin, I met you so quickly. Perhaps this too is a kind of heavenly guidance, allowing me to fulfill Master's dying wish as soon as possible."
"But then again..."
Right before the face of the world-dominating Abyss Emperor, Yun Che actually crossed his arms over his chest, his gaze clearly showing a hint of teasing and seemingly genuine indignation: "My meeting with Master, when it comes down to it, was something you caused."
"Oh?" Mo Su showed confusion.
"Alas," Yun Che sighed faintly. "A hundred years ago, the reason I vanished without a trace within the core divine domain of the Weaving Dream Divine Kingdom, under heavy protection, alive without a body and dead without a corpse—it was all thanks to the 'Void-Breaking Divine Jade' you bestowed upon the Weaving Dream Divine Kingdom."
Mo Su: "..."
"This Void-Breaking Divine Jade teleported me without leaving any trace deep into the Mist Sea. If I hadn't met Master, I would have been eroded by the abyss until not a single scrap remained. So..."
He tilted his head, smiling irreverently: "This thing called fate is truly wondrous beyond words."
In countless years of the abyss, no one had ever displayed such a posture before the Abyss Emperor, and no one had ever made him so clearly perceive emotions beyond "sorrow."
The man in his line of sight—his demeanor, his eyes, the way he spoke—became more and more like the Ni Xuan in his memories, more and more overlapping, stirring a quietly rising and gradually deepening agitation in his heart.
He spoke, suddenly softly reciting Yun Che's name:
"Yun Che... 'Intent as ethereal as clouds, soul as pure as water.' Truly a name he would give."
"Yun Che." He called out again, and then came words enough to shock the world: "Would you be willing to become sworn brothers with me?"
"...!" Yun Che's heart suddenly jolted, and words of panicked refusal almost instinctively rushed to his throat.
But in the next instant, he had already released his hands, his eyes blazing brightly, a smile blooming on his face, and he declared clearly: "Yes!"
Mo Su froze.
Then he laughed: "Hahaha, hahahaha!"
After the laughter came an even more hearty laugh.
In the cognition of the world, the Abyss Emperor rarely showed expression, and occasional faint smiles certainly conveyed not even a hint of emotional fluctuation.
Neither the Abyss Knights nor the Divine Venerables had ever seen the Abyss Emperor like this.
"As expected of Big Brother Ni Xuan's successor! Truly Big Brother Ni Xuan's successor, hahaha!"
"Anyone else would be terrified and panicked—they would care about status, seniority, race, honor and inferiority. Only Big Brother Ni Xuan... only Big Brother Ni Xuan's successor..."
It had been who knows how many years since he could so freely vent joy and sorrow before another person. His vision blurred without him realizing it, as if he once again saw the scenes of those days, heard the voices of that time...
...
*'My first teaching is this: You don't need to take me as your master. From now on, don't address me as senior either—just call me Big Brother.'*
*'Wh—huh? No no... cannot, cannot! Absolutely cannot!'*
*'What? This is only the first thing, and you're already disobeying?'*
*'No, I wouldn't dare. But there is order between old and young, distinctions between superior and inferior. You are also the senior I respect most. How could I address a senior with such a disrespectful title?'*
*'Tsk, what old and young, superior and inferior. If you're unwilling to shed even the shackle of "seniority," then even by my side, how would you be any different from before? You may leave. You don't need to follow me.'*
*'Big... Big Brother...'*
*'That's more like it! From today onward, we will travel the world together, addressing each other as brothers, speaking of everything, carefree and joyful! Thinking of titles like "senior" and "master" is utterly tiresome.'*
...
At this moment, the Yun Che in Mo Su's eyes had truly taken on Ni Xuan's shadow.
—End—