Chapter 1234 - 1125: The Silent One
This is a sky vault enveloped in darkness.
Darkness serves as the fundamental tone of the entire world, as if every inch of space is filled with darkness as its origin.
The vast expanse of black space is like being cloaked under a layer of sky vault that is even darker than darkness itself. Among the sky vault, numerous pitch-black giant stars float.
On one of those giant stars, a young man walks slowly through the darkness.
His attire resembles that of a monk, with strings of beads around his neck and wrists, yet these beads are crafted from dark stars.
Each dark star that has been made into beads seems not yet silent; within each bead, endless voices echo, with wails, murmurs, and joy…
Like a highly cultivated monk, he silently fingers his rosary beads, and whenever he passes his fingers over them, the voices within the beads fall silent.
He is dressed in a simple black robe, not even wearing shoes. It seems that on his body, there is only this robe and these two strings of beads.
He walks across the darkened soil, wades through ink-black oceans, and then approaches a pitch-dark forest.
Each tree in this forest is incredibly tall, extending from the dark giant stars as if interconnected with the entire dark sky vault.
The young man stands before the thickest tree, he is silent for a very long time, as if even space vanishes due to his silence, and time drifts away because of his silence.
Silence seems to possess some indescribable power, causing the entire giant tree to topple over.
Then, that giant tree is split into a coffin by this silent power.
The young man continues his silence; suddenly, the dark giant star beneath his feet silently cracks open, transforming into a sky of black giant clouds, then constantly changing shape, being compressed, being attracted, turning into a piece of black kindling.
This piece of black kindling enters the coffin.
From beginning to end, the young man does nothing, his hands never lifted, his eyes never closed, not a word spoken, yet he has already caused an endlessly ancient dark great star to be annihilated.
The young man then turns, and the coffin follows behind him as he continues to proceed.
He walks from the darkness, each step seeming like crossing voids; under the vast sky vault, on each dark giant star, suddenly beams of black light move toward him, turning into silhouettes, following him.
In total, nine individuals, each of different appearance, including a brawny man, a flirtatiously dressed mature woman, a slender youth, a child with a vacant gaze…
The beads made of dark stars also adorn these nine individuals, though the most any of them have are just a few, not arranged in a string, and the least among them have only one or two.
These nine individuals follow the young man, all maintaining respectful silence.
They appear behind an immense black gate, which seems to connect to another world.
On the vast black sky vault, countless dark giant stars flicker with terrifying, surging consciousnesses; the entire world seems to come to life.
“Dark kindling, you could have sent someone else… Why must you go in person? If you are not at ease, you could send one of your nine disciples instead, each of them is a Great Emperor…”
“If you go, might it arouse that person’s displeasure…”
“Already surpassing the Heavenly Emperor by half a level, with more time you could verify the Supreme, why risk it!”
It seems that a series of puzzled voices arise.
But behind the gate, the young man merely glances back.
The entire vast oceanic dark vault suddenly falls silent.
As if entering a state of great silence, a realm of great wordlessness, even the masters of the dark stars above cannot speak anymore.
The young man then raises his hand, the pitch-black giant gate opens, and he steps in without turning his head.
Behind him, nine disparate humanoid beings follow.
…
Source of darkness.
“Who will awaken from the great dream first, in my life, I alone know…”
A languid voice arises from the Dark Throne.
“You gaze towards the ascension world every day, is there a beauty there? Is that what attracts you?”
The being on the Dark Throne speaks to the silently operating dark secret in the darkness.
In the dark, Black Spirit merely huffs lightly, but dares not talk back, still busily spying on something.
“Stop looking, someone is coming from behind the gate.”
The being on the Dark Throne continues:
“Go and kneel in welcome.”
Black Spirit says:
“Nonsense…”
But before his words even finish, Black Spirit seems to sense something, his expression suddenly changes, and in shock, he says:
“How did you know?!”
The being on the Dark Throne has no connection with what’s behind the gate, yet, he knew beforehand.
Perhaps the being on the Dark Throne can even sense the gate itself… This is terrifying.
But, without further thought, the dark secret eye immediately disappears from this dark space.
“Interesting.”
The being on the Dark Throne just murmurs softly.
…
Black Spirit hurries along, and after a while, he finally arrives in front of the pitch-black gate.
The gate imbued with secret power seems to connect to another mysterious world.
“Black Spirit respectfully welcomes all the masters!”
The Black Spirit transformed into a humanoid black smoke, kneeling on the ground, with a face full of respect.
The door finally opened completely. At that moment, the Black Spirit subconsciously wanted to look up, almost devoutly gazing into the world beyond the door.
All he saw was endless darkness!
The darkness where the Black Spirit was situated was seen by the Forbidden World as the source of darkness, but now the Black Spirit suddenly felt a trembling sense, as if he was staring at a world he should not gaze upon!
“No…”
It kept kowtowing, terrified beyond measure, a boundless fear welling up inside.
But, in the next moment, he suddenly felt that all the thoughts inside his heart fell silent, no longer wanting to wail, no longer afraid, inexplicably feeling an indescribable serenity.
He subconsciously looked up, only to see the door had already closed, and before the door, a group of beings had appeared.
Leading them was a young man, appearing like a monk, but absolutely not one.
A string of black prayer beads hung around his neck, and also in his left hand.
Behind him, a group of beings varied in appearance, but all carrying a look of awe towards the young man.
The Black Spirit gazed at the young man, as if he were staring at a silent ocean, a speechless vast Sky Vault!
The young man gave a slight smile.
The Black Spirit subconsciously rose to his feet.
“Reporting to the master, since the Ancestor of Darkness obtained the first Lamp of Darkness, I have been searching for the whereabouts of other Lamps of Origin, and presently, there seems to be a clue, one is in You Continent…”
The young man did not ask any questions, but the Black Spirit had already involuntarily started speaking.
After finishing, he felt surprised, was he being controlled? No, clearly not!
He grew even more in awe of this procession.
“The one on the Dark Throne has been sleeping all this time, not bothering with other matters… Please allow me to guide you.”
The Black Spirit extended his hand, his mind extremely clear, yet a sense of confusion surfaced.
These masters hadn’t spoken a word, yet it was as if he heard countless unspeakable words.
…Is this the might of the true supreme beings?!
He immediately led the way.
Before long, the Black Spirit led this group of beings who had walked out from behind the door into that dark space.
The pitch-black Dark Throne stood amid a pile of bones.
Arriving here, the Black Spirit looked towards the Dark Throne and said:
“This is…”
But as the words fell, he suddenly fell silent, unable to speak another word.
The young man walked towards the Dark Throne, and then, he suddenly performed a bow towards the figure on the throne.
Seeing this, the Black Spirit was profoundly shocked, stirring up tremendous waves in his heart!
What is going on…
The supreme beings who emerged from the darkness, so powerful that he could not fathom, actually first… did this?
Bowed to the being on the throne?!
Hisss!
At this moment, the Black Spirit was terrified and stunned.
All these years, what kind of existence had he been dealing with…
Even though he knew the other was extraordinary, he only regarded him as a powerful being, and given that the other had been corrupted by darkness, how powerful could he be? He had been wary before, but not fearful.
Now, he truly felt… the existence on the Dark Throne, his status so high, his origin so great, fearsomely beyond his own imagination!
And then, the voice from the Dark Throne lazily rose, saying:
“Silent friend, introduce yourself?”
The young man heard this, yet remained silent, his gaze calm like water, as if it was a silent confrontation, exuding an aura almost like a Supreme Tao, a law so irresistible that no one could approach or stop!
He was evolving his own Tao, this Tao… was silence!
But the being on the Dark Throne just suddenly smiled and said:
“Silence moves, then silence stops.”
With these words, the myriad Tao, the myriad fundamental laws that the young man had been evolving, suddenly collapsed!
The young man’s face changed drastically, he looked towards the being on the Dark Throne, involuntarily stepped back two steps, and then with difficulty began to speak:
“The Silent One.”
And seeing this, the nine who had followed him out of the darkness, their faces changed drastically too, as if they had seen a ghost!
The Silent One… had actually spoken…
Since they had become disciples of the Silent One, this was the first time they saw…
At this moment, they couldn’t help but look towards the existence on the Dark Throne…
Was the other really so terrifying…
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