Chapter 93 Stop
There was no sound of the sky collapsing or the earth cracking, no collapse or wailing could be heard.

When the huge monster extended out from the center and unfolded its vast and magnificent shape above the sky, the whole world seemed to fall into silence.

Only lonely and scattered singing echoes.

"I miss my hometown, I miss my hometown, my hometown is so lovely... My hometown people, how are you now? I always miss them. I am a lonely traveler in a foreign land, lonely and desolate..."

At that moment, even time seemed to come to a halt.

Then, the reversal begins!
The infinite hand that controls the sky and the earth, from this moment on, gently pulls the fuse in its hand, and controls everything again. Everything seems to be controlled by an invisible hand.

Everything that was broken is mended again, and everything that collapsed is rebuilt.

It was like a coherent image formed after repeated freeze-frames under the control of an invisible hand, making the outline of the town rise again from the dilapidated and collapsed ruins.

All that was lost returns again, and all that was destroyed awakens from the ashes.

Even time seemed to start going backwards!

[This is the sage's creation theory... The entire Rift World is built on her creation theory.]

A numb voice came from the ghost ball: [After so many years, she is still alive? Damn, this time I really dug up a Tyrannosaurus Rex...]

Ji Jue was no longer able to speak.

If it were anyone else, they might be shocked by the grandeur and incredibleness of the scene, but as a user of fluid alchemy and non-attack, he could deeply feel everything that was happening inside the rift at the moment, and even the operations and accomplishments behind this magnificent appearance that were beyond all imagination.

Just like a real god!
When the countless records of time buried under the earth are combined with the town being rebuilt before our eyes, it is as if the cracks in time have been opened up again.

The gate leading to four hundred years ago has reappeared.

At the two ends of time, the small town and the rift, which reflected each other like mirrors, actually had a thousand connections at this moment... Gradually, an invisible bridge was built!
But now, the door appeared, but it was still dusty.

Even though it looks close, the distance between them is as vast as the universe.

out of reach.

Above the sky, a tall, dazzling and magnificent tower rises into the clouds, separating the past and the future, and standing in front of the door.

The moment the tragic crack appeared on the top of the tower, the reflection of time on both sides and the bridge that Mercury had painstakingly built disappeared without a trace.

Along with the Tianyuan Tower, it broke apart with a loud bang.

Only the dark abyss remained.

Everything that was reborn turned into ruins again, and everything that was rebuilt fell back to the ground, leaving only debris... just like what happened at the other end of distant time.

Above the sky, the huge monster formed by countless hands paused for a moment.

In the lonely song, the wailing sound reappears.

Like crying and wailing.

Bloody tears fell like heavy rain, broken debris fell and turned into twisted monsters, then turned around and joined the magnificent and lonely singing again.

Once again, from the ruins, rebuild everything...

again and again.

Just like the countless reincarnations attempted in the past, there is no end.

Never stop.

"This is Mercury's theory of creation. It is called the First Cause."

The prophet said: "Mercury combined the ways of Embers and Ether, and based on cause and effect, constructed a chain from the past to the future. His power can make an absolute cause and effect relationship appear between the past and the future, and use it to trace back, reverse, and reverse time to form this 'recursive' scene."

"What on earth is she going to do?"

In the long silence, Ji Jue looked at the world of birth and death before him and murmured softly.

But he already knew the answer.

Is there any other answer besides redeeming everything that happened?

Apart from regaining all that has been lost, is there anything else worth a saint's pain and madness?
Some people say that the highest good is history and the world itself.

They were born from the origin, extending to the end of the world, and finally coming to an end.

Everything in the world, whether it is order or chaos, life or death, war or peace, the change of regimes and the changes of mountains and rivers, will be interwoven into a complex tapestry that encompasses everything and pervades everything.

All is fixed in the tapestry of the Supreme Good.

Because of this, there is still a chance to redeem everything, as long as I can go back to that day, as long as I can catch up with that wedding that will never arrive...

“Before the Age of Chaos, there was a saying that went around: No one knows whether the cat inside is dead or alive until the box is opened.”

The prophet said slowly: "Perhaps, in history, the destruction of everything is already doomed. But before everything is destroyed, there is still a chance for survival.

As long as she can preserve her soul before it was destroyed, then everything can be turned around."

For this, she spared no expense.

For the rest of his life, he devoted all his energy to pursuing the position of a saint and compiled his own creation theory into this form.

I hope that one day, I can rely on the simulation of tools to get unlimitedly close to the past, and then pass through the Gate of Eternity and return to that day.

But she failed.

No matter how many times you try, no matter how much it costs.

It was not because of lack of ability, nor because of miscalculation. It was precisely because of the collapse of the Tianyuan Tower!
The tapestry woven by Shangshan was destroyed by her own hands, and she could no longer trace the path back upwards.

The horrific chaos and destruction cut an unbridgeable valley and an unhealable scar in history and time, and also separated her from everything she loved.

So, nothing can be reversed.

That’s why she became.

Everything is destined.

If the Sage of Ashes was created by destiny, then this was the destiny she had received.

She cannot reverse her own origin. Even the sage who represents the origin will eventually meet her end, just like the dragon who represents the end of the world.

Even if she tried her best and spent all her time searching for the lost old times in the past, she still could not make up for the gaps. No matter how small the error was, after countless repetitions, it would turn into a distant phantom that was completely different from the reality.

Even at all costs.

Even if I created hell with my own hands and imprisoned myself in it...

After trying every possible change and repeating it over and over again, nothing is gained; in this cycle of despair, the ending is not the end.

It is the beginning of eternal torment.

“It’s crazy, isn’t it?”

The prophet sighed, "There is so much future waiting to be explored, but humans actually waste their entire lives on things like 'going back to the past'."

“…I don’t think so.”

Ji Jue shook his head: "As a mother, what's so crazy about wanting to see her child again and letting her live a happy life?"

Even if it means dying a thousand times, even if it means sacrificing everything.

Whenever we recall each other's appearance again, all the costs we have paid become insignificant.

"If it were me, I would probably do the same," he said softly.

The Prophet asked, "Even if it is the creation of hell?"

Ji Jue remained silent and did not answer.

In the brief silence, the prophet looked at him and sighed:
"You really are exactly like her."

If she had known this earlier, she might have been more cautious in choosing her partners, but now, she doesn't care about these minor details.

No more regrets.

Since she awakened herself and her consciousness, she has done too many things that she would regret...but this time, she would rather regret it than face failure.

But inexplicably, she couldn't help but wonder: Was Mercury also so determined back then?

She closed her eyes and sighed silently.

Now, we are all the same 'people'.

boom! ! !
When the phantom of the Tianyuan Tower collapsed again, everything in the rift world was once again reduced to ruins. In the rain of blood and tears, the lonely song continued, and hands continued to reach out, re-correcting everything and rebuilding everything.

never ending.

The saint sang alone in his tears, again and again.

Until the wings are ignited by the changes of time, until the limbs are reduced to ashes by the burning, it still refuses to stop!
He was willing to sacrifice himself.

I stretched out my hand in vain, trying to touch the cheek from four hundred years ago.

But everything was already destined.

The closer one gets to the time when Tianyuan Tower will last, the stronger the curse one carries will become.

Every time you go back in time, you will once again receive the backlash from Tianyuan. When reason and soul are constantly exhausted, all that is left is obsession.

It's like throwing your own body into the abyss again and again, hoping that one day you can reach the other side by stepping on your own bones.

In the futile torture, longing for a future that will never arrive, wanting to return to a past that can never be reached.

At the end of the endless cycle, what will you become, mercury?
When the soul and body burn out, and the ashes and embers are scattered in the cracks of time, will they return to nothingness completely? Or will they be born as true evil from the embers of pain and despair?

Before then, everything should be over...

"Stop it, Quicksilver."

The prophet opened his eyes and issued his final instructions to all of this, to the Rift.

She said: [Stop!]

At that moment, the singing suddenly stopped.

The sky, the earth, the creations, the ruins, and even the mercury itself that covered the entire sky, everything came to an abrupt stop... The painful wails burst out from the sky, ravaging everyone's eardrums.

The center of the workshop that rose from the ground beneath the Nine Lands changed again according to the prophet's command, just like it had done countless times in the past four hundred years...

A tower like a sharp blade rose from the ground and rose into the sky, replacing the phantom of the Tianyuan Tower. It stood between the sky and the earth, and completely pierced through Mercury's unrecognizable body!
Once again, the saints are imprisoned in a cage called a workshop!
Make everything in the endless cycle come to an abrupt end.

Stagnant.

(End of this chapter)