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Everything had been plunged into boundless darkness. Tang Wulin felt as if he had fallen into a gargantuan black hole that was devouring everything.

The edge of the darkness was punctuated by a crimson lining that seemed to be filled with menace and destruction, but also resembled the light of a new dawn.

"My child..., wake up, my child..."

A voice came calling out from the distant, and Tang Wulin wanted to latch onto the voice, but found himself unable to do so.

He wanted to hold onto everything, but could only look on helplessly as it all drifted away.

"Lub-dub, lub-dub, lub-dub." A powerful heartbeat rang out, and it seemed that something was about to emerge.

An extremely frosty aura surged forth to repress the strong heartbeat. Time slowly passed by, and everything seemed to be caught somewhere between reality and illusion.

It was as if everything were both distancing itself from him and gradually approaching him at once.



"Wulin, in this world, the only one you can completely trust and rely on is yourself. You have to be brave and resilient at all times, and only when you become more powerful will everything that you possess truly belong to you. Nothing is as reliable as yourself."

"Have some more, Wulin; if it's not enough, Mother will cook some more for you."

"Wulin, I support you."

"Wulin, can you not go forging anymore? I can't bear to see you so exhausted every day..."


A faint golden light began to revolve through the surrounding area, and when Tang Wulin gradually opened his eyes again, his mental state also underwent some changes.

Everything before his eyes seemed to be fading away, and the golden light around him seemed to both be realistic, yet also illusionary.

"My child."

A gentle voice was calling out to him.

Tang Wulin looked up with difficulty, and he felt as if something were about to explode deep within his heart.

A beam of golden light suddenly became brighter before him, and a figure slowly emerged from within the golden light. The golden figure resembled a dreamy illusion, but it was extremely familiar.

"Old Tang?" Tang Wulin's voice was a little hoarse. As his gaze settled on the golden figure, he quickly discovered that Old Tang seemed different from his past self.

On this occasion, he seemed to be younger, and he wore a suit of golden armor. His long blue hair trailed down his back with only a few strands resting in front of his chest, and there was a golden trident helmet on his head, at the center of which was a dazzling gemstone. Within his right hand was a golden trident that seemed to represent boundless might and authority, and the dark starry sky in the surrounding area was different from the large golden hall of the past.

There was a calm yet gentle expression on his face, and his eyes were as clear and blue as the ocean, yet also as deep and unfathomable as a boundless starry sky.

"Old Tan

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