Chapter 17 — The Secret Behind the Jade

Then— Crack… crack… The sound of a very small crack rang out in the quiet space. On the surface of the mysterious ball, small cracks gradually appeared. Then more and more dense. Bright light poured out from the crack, growing stronger and stronger! WHAM! The entire sphere… burst into pieces! The billowing light spread throughout the chaotic void! And in the center of that light— A figure, from an illusion to reality, slowly condensed. On his body was a jet black robe, fluttering in the air. Black hair like a waterfall, naturally windless. His face was still covered by chaotic gas, making it impossible to see clearly. Only the eyes - as deep as the ancient starry sky, as majestic as the king of nine heavens, slowly opened. Wherever his gaze touched, the broken stars froze, the chaotic chaos fell silent. He—Dijun Tram Uyen. Really... back. He walked on the chaotic light, just one step... Arrived in front of the wooden boat. The Emperor Quan's aura radiated, causing the ferryman prostrate at the bow of the boat to tremble. Tram Uyen's eyes looked towards me. That look, no longer an illusion... but as real as reality, carries the weight of an entire universe. His eyes carried scrutiny, inquiry and... a bit of emotion that was hard to describe in words. I stood at the head of the boat, looking up at him. He is so tall and his aura is so immense. Like mortals looking up at the sky. I opened my mouth, but didn't know what to say. Is it Tram Uyen? Or should we call it Emperor Quan? He looked at me quietly for a moment. Then, under my stunned eyes... The royal aura surrounding him was like a tide slowly receding. The light from the black dragon robe also gradually faded. The tall, divine body began to shrink, becoming dim... Finally, all the aura disappeared. In front of me, there was only an ordinary man wearing a simple black shirt. Tall body, handsome demeanor. Sharp eyebrows, bright eyes like stars, high straight nose, thin lips slightly pursed. Only those eyes—still as deep as an abyss, carrying traces of thousands of years of suffering and a little bit of the remaining dignity of an emperor. He right now... looks like a mortal gentleman with a special temperament. He stepped onto the boat. The boat's body shook slightly. He came in front of me, very close. So close that I could smell the scent radiating from him—a scent that was both as fresh as the newborn universe and as ancient as it was. He bowed his head, looking at me. I also looked back at him. A little confused inside. Is this... still the "keychain" that used to make me turn into a buffalo and a horse? Suddenly, he raised his hand. Long, slender fingers with clear bones. Before I could react, his fingertips gently touched the center of my forehead. A ray of warm chaotic light slowly entered the sea of consciousness. WHAM! Countless streams of information poured in! Those are the understanding of the origin of chaos, the pieces of the rules of heaven and earth, the understanding of the use of power... Huge, mysterious, difficult to understand. But it was as if I was born able to understand. My body, under this torrent of power, underwent a landslide transformation! Blocked meridians are opened! The dan dien is as silent as if heaven and earth had been opened! A feeling… like I was one with the chaos of nothingness, like I was also a part of this chaos—slowly rising. I... seem to be able to "see" the flow of energy floating in the void, can "hear" the quiet rhythm of the drifting star fragments. I unconsciously raised my hand. A turbulent air, soft like a small snake, gently wrapped around my fingertips. Tram Uyen retracted his hand. "This is the primitive form of Physical Chaos," he said, his voice low and easy to hear. Are not

It was also the idea of sound transmission, not the majestic king's voice, but the real voice - carrying a bit of seductive magnetism. "Even without spiritual roots, you can still control chaos." His eyes looked at the air flowing around my finger, seemingly quite satisfied. Then he did something that made me gasp in surprise. He stretched out his hand, palm facing up. A beam of light flashed. A warm, familiar piece of jade—appeared in his hand. It's the piece of jade I found a long time ago. Only now, it has become rounder and more condensed, the mysterious patterns on it seem to be operating on their own. "This piece of jade has been sleeping with me for ten thousand years, stuck to my origin, and has now become the Chaos Spirit Treasure." He said calmly. Then, under my shocked eyes... His finger lightly slid. The piece of jade immediately turned into a beam of light and flew into his palm. Immediately after that, his whole body began to become blurry and transparent. In the end, he turned into a mysterious chaos talisman! Whoosh! The seal flashed, then reappeared on my chest, right where my heart was! A feeling of warmth and tenderness came. Tram Uyen's low, magnetic voice rang in my head, carrying a bit of familiarity and... a bit of laziness? "Let's go." "This place is boring." Me: "..." I lowered my head to look at my chest—where a mysterious talisman faintly appeared. Feel that familiar aura returning. The corner of my mouth twitched slightly. So... the newly reborn Emperor Shen Yuan, whose majesty shook the world... Now he has turned into a "keychain"? And hanging directly in the middle of my chest? The boat shook slightly. Not knowing when, the ferryman stood up, leaning on a long bamboo pole. The ancient boat turned around, quietly entering the gray mist, gliding in the direction we had come from. I stood at the head of the boat. The swelling in my chest is still warm. The chaotic void behind him was gradually swallowed by the fog. Ahead... is the way back. I sighed helplessly. "Hey," I said to the talisman in front of my chest, "where do you want to go this time?" The talisman heated up slightly. Tram Uyen's lazy voice rang out: "Just follow the feeling."