He saw a palace forged from steel, where Jiutun Tongzi raised his cup in a drunken celebration atop Danbo Mountain, surrounded by tens of thousands of evil spirits celebrating and jesting, while mounds of corpses lay beside the bonfire feast, with blood flowing down from Danbo Mountain all the way to Lake Biwa.

He saw the snow-covered Mount Fuji, where a blueish flame surged at the foot of the mountain, and Qing Ji, still in the form of a green snake, with her hair disheveled, laughed wildly and screamed as she unleashed a sea of fire above her. Everywhere she went became scorched earth, transforming the entire land of Fusang into a dry, cracked desert.

Scenes flashed before his eyes.

Su Ziyu saw a Guhuo Bird in the Maple Forest, its wings dyed with blood, saw a colossal nine-tailed fox rising in Qingqiu, saw a Phoenix Fire cloaked in black flames over Ghost Capital, saw the great tengu stirring up a gale atop Nachi Mountain...

Lastly.

Before Su Ziyu appeared the serene face of Abe no Seimei, wearing a black yin-yang robe, standing at the seashore of Fusang, with a coiled, menacing Evil Dragon behind him, its blood-red scales dotted with dark green spots, and beneath his feet lay a shattered Hook Jade and a faint glimpse of a torn white sleeve.

Abe no Seimei watched the distant with a sinister smile, then gently raised a hand, causing the sea before him to surge suddenly, within the churning blood-red waters emerged a Skeleton Giant Ship composed entirely of countless skeletons and nails.

A low dragon's roar echoed.

Abe no Seimei's figure soared with the wind, landing lightly atop the Skeleton Giant Ship, as he gently waved the feather fan in his hand, a torrent of souls and ghosts flooded forth from Fusang's land, gathering onto this Skeleton Giant Ship like a flow of death, amid the rising black mist, a colossal entity with eight heads gradually materialized, roaring and raising its eight heads to gaze across the sea.

The Skeleton Battleship raised its White Bone Wind Sail, carrying countless ghosts straight toward Korea, leaving Fusang's land as nothing but a human Ghostly Land.

Boom!

The environment before Su Ziyu gradually shattered and vanished, he rubbed his head, slightly dizzy, as his consciousness slowly recovered, the stream of data ceased.

"Did it succeed?" Su Ziyu murmured as he gazed at Rashomon before him.

He could no longer perceive the presence of the Underworld, nor could he directly see the projection of Ghost Capital.

The divide between yin and yang.

The separation of humans and ghosts.

Now, even if Su Ziyu wanted to enter the Underworld, he clearly felt a repulsion from the plane.

This main mission can be completed, largely due to him borrowing Yama's power; if he were to realign yin and yang himself, he would likely need to enhance Spatial Ability to a very high level, at least to Demigod-Level strength to achieve this. With the Netherworld's inclusion, his mission was much simpler, because realigning yin and yang was the Netherworld's job - letting the professional handle it is far superior to him, a layman.

"Whew!"

"I can arrange the matters of departure now." Su Ziyu sighed lightly.

As the main mission was completed.

Several permissions within the Space-Time Monitor System were unlocked, and the Skill Tree was further expanded, directly revealing Domain-Level ability enhancements, with the highest enhancements currently in two directions respectively:

—"Creating Half-plane [Space Domain]: Insufficient prerequisites, unable to unlock."

—"Soul Harvest [Death Domain]: Insufficient prerequisites, unable to unlock."

At this moment.

At the top of the Skill Tree, there was a lock-like symbol, seemingly indicating that one domain must be unlocked first to open it.

Su Ziyu glanced at it briefly and then withdrew his attention, for a simple reason: all the enhancements in Death Element and Spatial Element were major costs, and his current stash could only afford to illuminate one or two prerequisite abilities.

The regular route's enhancement system costs less and matures quickly.

But extending the Skill Trees in death, space, and time requires throwing in countless resources, with more potent abilities having higher costs, even Spiritual Enhancement surpasses regular Close Combat Element and Mutant Element enhancements by a margin. The quickest to mature might be mechanical modification from the Wasteland World, with the lowest Source Power Value costs - as long as related technology is decent, but potential value is a bit hard to say; Su Ziyu also can't accept the existence of mechanical limbs.

It's time to handle Qing Ji's issue.

Though the main mission was completed, when returning, Su Ziyu didn't feel much relaxed; he dared not leave without a word because if Qing Ji failed to find him and threw a tantrum, she could burn down the entire Kyoto.

First spend 10 Source Power Value to mark this plane.

Su Ziyu definitely intended to return and have a look in the future, although much of this world's pollution had been cleaned up, it's also good to come over for a vacation if time allows.

After the divide between yin and yang, people who fled Kyoto should gradually return.

Qing Ji also can't linger here for long.

In the courtyard.

Su Ziyu had just returned when he saw Wu Ji squatting in the corner, apparently just chastised by Qing Ji.

"Husband." Qing Ji's figure emerged, softly saying, "You've returned."

"Hmm." Su Ziyu nodded.

He thought for a moment and said, "I have something very important to discuss with you. Please come to my room later."

Seeing Su Ziyu's serious expression, Qing Ji paused, then softly responded, "Alright."

Squeak.

Not long after Su Ziyu sat down, Qing Ji's figure walked in, looking a bit tense. She knelt in front of Su Ziyu and said, "Husband? What do you wish to tell me?"

Exhale.

So tense.

Could something happen?

Should we speak another day?

No.

Such matters shouldn't be delayed.

Su Ziyu appeared nonchalant outwardly, but was quite tense inside. Taking a deep breath, he gazed at Qing Ji before him and slowly said, "I'm actually not An Zhen."

Upon his words falling.

The room fell into deathly silence, Su Ziyu anxiously watched Qing Ji, discovering she tilted her head with a face full of confusion, cautiously asking, "What happened to husband? Why the mention of this again?"

When they first met, Su Ziyu stated he wasn't An Zhen, so why suddenly today repeat it?

Seeing Qing Ji seems not to understand well.

Su Ziyu took another deep breath, speaking again, "I'm actually not An Zhen, nor his reincarnation."

Another deathly silence.

Qing Ji looked somewhat astonished, yet not the dramatic change Su Ziyu expected; instead, she kept tilting her head, puzzled, asking, "Is this what husband wanted to discuss?"

"Oh."

"I already knew."

Hey!

What's with that expression?

Could you not be so calm? Making me seem so tense!

Seeing Su Ziyu's constipated expression, Qing Ji's lips slightly curled in amusement, as she stood up to pour him a cup of tea, lowering her head softly saying, "Before waking up, I had an odd dream."

"In the dream husband did everything to dissolve the hatred in my heart."

Saying this, Qing Ji smiled brightly at Su Ziyu, whose heart briefly skipped at her stunning smile. She set down the teapot, softly saying, "An Zhen was intent on becoming a monk. He was conventional, unable to recite poems, nor tell stories, only discussing Buddhist scriptures and principles with me."

"I recall husband telling me the story of the White Snake in the dream."

"It was a story happening in Huaxia."

Qing Ji lovingly took out a white paper fan, unfolding it before Su Ziyu, gazing dreamily at a line of poetry on it, saying, "How can one satisfy both Buddha and lover in the world, without letting down either."

"The person in the dream was really husband, right?"

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