Fall: Rebirth

In the Hongmeng Realm, the power of chaos was like a vast ocean, with turbulent waves and majestic momentum. The surrounding space seemed to be kneaded and twisted by a pair of invisible hands, and the chaotic energy surged like a tide, forming huge chaotic vortexes.

Yuangu sat cross-legged in the center like a sculpture, concentrating his mind and began to circulate his divine power, practicing the Chaos Mentality, trying to absorb the chaotic power into his body and transform it into his own strength.

As the Chaos Heart Method was operating, Yuangu's body was gradually surrounded by the power of chaos. His skin glowed with a strange light, as if it had merged with the power of chaos, like a shining pearl.

Under the nourishment of the power of chaos, every cell in his body is evolving at an accelerated pace, and every breath seems to be integrated with the entire primordial realm, as if he is breathing and sharing the same fate with nature.

His aura became stronger and stronger, and the chaotic power around him became more and more dense, forming a huge chaotic vortex that continuously poured into his body, like a clear spring nourishing his body and mind.

During the practice, visions of the Chaos Demon God kept appearing in Yuangu's mind. These visions kept changing, sometimes turning into ferocious monsters, sometimes turning into beautiful women, like a group of naughty children, trying to interfere with his practice and shake his mind.

Yuangu closed his eyes tightly, frowned slightly, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. The sweat slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the ground like crystal pearls.

Some of the phantoms were huge in stature, with knotty muscles, and exuded a strong aura of chaos, like towering mountains, pressing down on the ancients to the point of suffocation.

Their eyes were full of malice and greed, and they let out low roars, as if they wanted to devour the ancients. They were like ferocious beasts, making people shudder.

Others turned into beautiful women. They were dressed in gauze, with graceful and beautiful figures, like blooming flowers, exuding charming fragrance.

From time to time, they would gently touch Yuangu's cheeks, Adam's apple and other sensitive parts with their fingertips, occasionally hide in Yuangu's arms, and occasionally blow air at Yuangu, making noises of laughter and play.

But the eyes of these women revealed cunning and sinisterness, like a group of sly foxes, making them unpredictable.

Yuangu clenched his teeth tightly, trying to keep himself calm and resist the interference of these emerging illusions.

However, as time passed quietly, these illusions surged in like a tide, and Yuangu's heart began to waver. He felt his consciousness gradually blurred, and his body became unusually heavy, as if he was being pressed down by an invisible mountain and couldn't breathe.

Yuan Gu knew that the situation was not good. His heart tightened and he immediately used his own divine power to calm his mind. He told himself in his heart that he must be firm in his faith and must not be swayed by these external interferences. He took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and focused his attention deep in his heart.

As time went by, Yuangu's mind gradually calmed down. He successfully suppressed the interference of his inner demons, and those illusions could no longer have any effect on him.

Finally, these things that appeared out of nowhere disappeared in an instant as if they were blown away by a gust of wind.

Yuan Gu's brows were still furrowed, and he knew in his heart that this was only a short-lived victory. He knew that only by continuing to practice the power of chaos could he completely get rid of these interferences and gain true liberation.

So, he closed his eyes again and devoted himself to cultivation. He felt the power of chaos flowing through his body, nourishing his body and soul. He constantly adjusted his breathing to make his mind more peaceful.

After a period of training, Yuan Gu finally opened his eyes. A trace of worry flashed in his eyes, because he just felt an unprecedented threat.

He thought to himself, "This demon god is indeed extraordinary. Even though it is sealed, it can still disturb me. It seems that there is a reason why Father God does not allow me to get close to the place where the demon god is sealed."

Having said that, Yuangu still decided to go to the sealed place to find out.

He passed through heavy fog and came to the depths of the Hongmeng Realm, only to see a strange atmosphere all around.

Yuangu approached cautiously, with caution and vigilance in every step.

Suddenly, a strong storm swept in without warning, as if to tear everything apart.

Yuan Gu held on tightly, using all his strength to resist the impact of the storm. His hair was blown wildly by the wind, and his clothes were rustling as if they were about to be torn apart.

The wind finally stopped, Yuangu slowly opened his eyes, but was surprised to find a huge crack in front of him.

There was a creepy evil aura coming from the crack.

Yuangu took a deep breath, his heart filled with determination and courage, and he jumped into the crack resolutely.

After entering the crack, Yuan Gu saw darkness in front of his eyes, and only felt a mysterious force surrounding him. His heartbeat accelerated, and his breathing became rapid. He carefully groped around the surrounding environment, trying to adapt to the darkness.

Gradually, his eyes adjusted to the darkness and he could see his surroundings clearly.

This is a space shrouded by the power of chaos, and in the center of the space, something seems to be sealed.

Because this space was shrouded by the power of chaos, Yuan Gu could not see clearly what was inside. But he knew without thinking that the one sealed inside must be the Chaos Demon God - Ji Yuan.

Although the demon god was in a sleeping state, the terrifying pressure emanating from him was enough to make Yuangu feel palpitations even through the seal.

"What a powerful force..." Yuangu secretly exclaimed in his heart.

He couldn't help but want to get closer and find out what was going on.

However, at this moment, he suddenly remembered Qingtian's warning: the devil is good at spying on people's hearts, and he must not be allowed to discover any flaws.

Yuan Gu stopped, hesitant. His eyes fell on the demon god, feeling his power and mystery. He couldn't help wanting to know more about the demon god, but he was afraid of being discovered by the demon god.

Finally, he decided to leave this place.

After all, the existence of the demon is too dangerous, and once it is awakened, the consequences will be disastrous.

He took a deep breath, turned slowly, and left this mysterious space.

On the cliff of reflection, Jia Wu sat cross-legged with his eyes closed as usual, with his hands gently placed on his knees, like a tranquil sculpture.

Her long black hair cascaded down her back, adding to her otherworldly temperament. Although she was not wearing any makeup, her delicate face was still eye-catching.

Just as Jiawu closed her eyes and meditated, Qingli appeared silently from the void. She placed her hands behind her back and stared at Jiawu quietly, then looked around carefully. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly as she blinked, as if she was thinking about something important.

"How come Lord Qingli has so much leisure and elegance today to come to my cliff of reflection?" Jiawu keenly sensed Qingli's breath, but did not open his eyes, just asked lightly.

Hearing Jiawu's words, Qingli was stunned at first, then the corners of his mouth raised, revealing a faint smile.

She turned around, lowered her head with interest, fixed her eyes on Jia Wu, and asked softly, "What's the matter? Does the God of Mist not welcome me?"

"How dare I." Jiawu smiled slightly and slowly opened her eyes. Her deep eyes were like the twinkling stars in the night sky, staring at Qingli quietly.

Qingli raised her lips slightly, and walked gracefully to Jiawu's side. She sat down lightly, with a faint smile on her lips, and said softly: "It seems that the God of Mist is very satisfied with this place."

Jia Wu chuckled, with a satisfied look in her eyes, and replied, "Of course."

Then, she slowly stood up, spread her hands gracefully, and turned around twice. Her scattered hair and black skirt swayed gently with her movements, like a blooming black flower.

After she stood still, she looked around with disdain, her eyes revealing a kind of arrogance and confidence, and said: "This place is much better than the exile place, and it is quiet."

After she finished speaking, she lowered her eyes, her gaze fell on Qingli, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a wicked smile.

Qingli continued to sit, looking up at Jiawu with a sidelong look, the smile on his face remained. He chuckled and said, "I also think this place is suitable for you. At least here, no one can see your crazy appearance."

After hearing Qingli's words, Jiawu could not help but glance aside with disdain, then stood up and threw her sleeves behind her, her movements elegant and confident. She raised her chin proudly, snorted, and said, "I think you are the crazy one. You have no reason to come to my quiet place and disturb my peace."

Qingli smiled and slowly stood up, her movements graceful and confident. She said softly, "I was just strolling around, and happened to pass by here, so I came up to take a look."

"Oh? Really?" Jiawu looked at Qingli suspiciously, with a hint of doubt in her eyes. Her movements were elegant and confident, with her hands folded in front of her chest and her chin slightly raised, revealing a proud attitude.

"Of course." Qingli straightened her clothes. She glanced at Jiawu with a faint smile on her face. She said, "I have something else to do. I'll leave first."

After she finished speaking, Qingli turned around and left without any hesitation. After she took a few steps, she turned into a gust of wind and disappeared into the void.

Jia Wu looked at Qing Li's disappearing back, sneered, and said lightly: "Why don't you learn from Ye You and bring some wine when you come."

After saying this, Jia Wu returned to his original position and continued to rest with his eyes closed, while the surroundings fell into silence.

"What? Why aren't you coming out yet?" Jia Wu suddenly spoke proudly.

At this time, a ray of light appeared from the void. When the light dissipated, Cang Yan's figure appeared in front of Jia Wu.

Jia Wu slowly opened his eyes, looked up at Cang Yan, chuckled, and said, "It's really rare that the God Cang Yan, who is always simple and profound, would come to such a ghost place."

Cang Yan didn't say anything. He put his hands naturally behind his back and glanced at Jia Wu with a slight sidelong glance. Then, he gently stretched out a hand, and suddenly a bottle of wine appeared in Cang Yan's hand from the void. Then, he gently waved his divine power, and the bottle of wine slowly approached Jia Wu.

When it touched the barrier, it shook a bit, and then the wine bottle entered the barrier and floated in the air in front of the reed mist.

"Lord God Cang Yan, what do you mean?" Jia Wu asked with one corner of his lips slightly raised and staring at Cang Yan with an evil look in his eyes.

"Don't you want to drink? This wine can help you meet the person you want to see most in your dream." Cang Yan said expressionlessly.

Hearing Cang Yan's words, Jia Wu paused and his gaze fell on the wine bottle floating in front of him.

This wine seemed to be the messenger of time, carrying the memories of the past and the expectations of the future. Its appearance made Jiawu's eyes flash with a glimmer of expectation and desire.

Jia Wu gently reached out her hand and caught the wine bottle floating in the air. The corners of her mouth slightly raised, she chuckled and asked, "Is this thing really as magical as you say?"

After hearing her words, Cang Yan's eyes did not fluctuate at all, and he just replied lightly: "You will know if you try it." His voice was very light, but full of confidence and determination.

When Jia Wu heard this, a smile flashed in his eyes. He gently shook the bottle in his hand and said, "I'll try."

“But…” Jia Wu slowly stood up, looked Cang Yan up and down with a scrutinizing look, and continued, “I haven’t seen you for more than two thousand years, and it seems that Lord Cang Yan has changed a little.”

Cang Yan frowned slightly when he heard this, and then he responded calmly: "What has changed."

"Let me guess..." Jia Wu said as he paced back and forth in the barrier with the bottle of wine in his hand, his eyes still staring at Cang Yan, as if trying to find the answer from his face.

Jia Wu walked back and forth a few times, then stopped, looked directly into Cang Yan's eyes, and smiled, "Your heart doesn't seem as cold as before."

Cang Yan's eyes flashed with an imperceptible fluctuation, but he quickly regained his composure. His voice was indifferent, as if there was no emotion at all, "You think too much."

However, Jia Wu's eyes were fixed on Cang Yan, as if she could see through Cang Yan's innermost thoughts. She raised the corners of her lips slightly, and said with a hint of teasing and confidence, "No, I'm definitely not overthinking."

Cang Yan felt a little embarrassed when Jia Wu stared at him, and a trace of discomfort appeared on his originally calm face. He tried to hide his embarrassment and said hurriedly: "It's true that you think too much."

Jia Wu watched Cang Yan's expression change. She paused, then chuckled. Her laughter was clear and melodious, like a silver bell. She said jokingly, "Anyway, thank you for the wine."

Cang Yan was silent for a moment, then slowly said: "No need to thank me, consider coming back! The God Realm needs you." Although his tone was flat, it contained deep expectations and hopes.

After saying this, Cang Yan did not stay for a moment, but gently waved his sleeves, and his figure gradually disappeared into the void, like a breeze passing by.

Jia Wu knew Cang Yan's personality very well. Although Cang Yan appeared cold on the surface, he was passionate and persistent in his heart. She looked down at the wine bottle in her hand, then looked at the place where Cang Yan disappeared, with a smile on her lips, and whispered softly: "Is this the attitude of asking for help?"