Sequence nine.

This is a level that Chen Jing has guessed for a long time but cannot confirm.

Because in the legends of the inner world.

Sequence Eight is the highest sequence level, and the Yellow King and "he" are at this level, but those creators are obviously much stronger, and if they are calculated according to the sequence level, they must be in a higher position......

"Why is Huang Wang's exam so easy??" Chen Jing asked puzzledly, "We are either going to face the Creator, or we are going to find the core of the inner world, this special difficulty seems to be different......

"Is the difficulty different?"

While Chen Jing asked, "he" seemed to have guessed the answer.

"Huang Wang's answer requirement is that a certain creature needs to reach Sequence Nine, but this level can't even be rushed up to me, do you think it's easy?"

"And those polluted seeds born from contact with the 'seeds' are definitely not comparable to those half-blood hybrids in later generations, although they are not born from the pollution of the old days, but the source of their power is the Creator's side......"

It turns out.

There was very little help that Mu could give to the Yellow King.

Just told him that there was such a thing as an exam, and told him that he must find a promotion opportunity as soon as possible, maybe he could be promoted to Sequence Nine before the exam, and even the exam would be waived at that time......

In addition, Mu also solemnly reminded Huang Wang several times that information about the exam must not be disseminated to the outside world.

Because this was Mu's "compensation" on behalf of the Creator's side, and it was the registrar's illegal operation that led to this senseless slaughter in deep space, the information that Mu told the Yellow King was equivalent to giving him an apology.

Only he knows.

Otherwise, the plane will summon a severe blow from the Creator.

After talking about the exam, Huang Wang also questioned Mu's identity.

"I've roamed the universe with deep space more than once, and I've traveled to other dimensions alone, but I've never seen anything like you, and I've never heard of a legend about a Creator."

"Roaming the universe?"

When Mu heard Huang Wang say this, he couldn't help but laugh.

"As far as I know, you've never even stepped out of one of the swirling arms of the silver vortex...... To such an extent, dare to talk about roaming the universe? ”

"Silver Swirl?"

Huang Wang looked at Mu and said expressionlessly.

"I've wanted to go deeper into the universe more than once, but it seems like something has been holding me back, and the farther away from my own plane, the stronger the feeling becomes, and I can even feel a strange repulsion."

Hearing this, Mu nodded noncommittally, as if he knew that what Huang Wang said was true.

Because the reality is that dimensional traction is no joke, and creatures as strong as the Creator can hardly resist this traction, but they can go a little further than ordinary creatures.

"Treasure the deep space."

Before leaving, Mu only left the last few words for the Yellow King.

"The deep space is broken now, so you need to complete it, and even the Creator will not be aware of its existence by then, which will also be your greatest help......"

"You seem to know a lot about deep space?" Huang Wang asked rhetorically.

Mu didn't answer the question, but took a deep look at the Yellow King, and then at the girl in his arms, who had long since lost her breath.

"I advise you not to dream of resurrecting the dead." "I know the depths, so I know that the depths contain some mystical rituals that can bring the dead back to life, but those I have tried, and those who have been resurrected are not the deceased. ”

"What do you think of me?" King Huang looked up at Mu and said word by word, "I am the King of Deep Space, of course I know what those rituals are for......"

"But the flaws of those sadhanas are not impossible for you to repair in the future." Mu's words ignited a glimmer of hope in Huang Wang's heart, "But you need to reach a higher realm, you need to merge with the deep space." ”

"I see." Huang Wang nodded.

"Finally...... That's it, I can't say what I want to say, so there's nothing to say, I can only say sorry to you. ”

Mu sighed, and disappeared without a sound.

In a flash.

In the entire deep space, only the Yellow King himself remained.

"He seems to be having a hard time." Chen Jing looked at the expressionless face, as if he could see something through those indifferent eyes, "This blow may be far greater than the rebellion of the people of the empire. ”

After Mu left.

The Yellow King is like a statue.

He motionlessly held the girl in his arms, Ah Ling, and just slumped on the crippled black star.

In a place like deep space, the concept of time is very vague.

Chen Jing didn't know how long Huang Wang had been here.

It wasn't until the moment he opened his mouth that Chen Jing felt that the frozen time began to flow.

"I said I was going to take you to a good life......"

Huang Wang hugged the body of the girl who was already cold in his arms, and looked down at her face in despair.

"But I didn't expect ......"

"In the end, even you can't protect ......"

Huang Wang slowly took off the heavy robe on his body, and lightly covered the girl's body with his hands and feet, as if he felt that the wind on the black star was too cold, for fear that she would catch a cold.

The silk robe, which was originally golden in color, was now stained with the blood of King Huang and Ah Ling, and the color was even brighter, as if it had been re-plated with a layer of gold.

"I remember many years ago...... We were still slaves in the steppe...... Driven by those guys with whips to graze cattle and sheep...... Several times I was beaten half to death by them...... You're taking care of me......"

"You were young then...... They even dared to help me steal herbs to heal my illness...... I'm afraid I'll go hungry and steal something for me to eat...... As a result, I was beaten several times...... But I still don't change my life......"

From Chen Jing's point of view, the first half of Huang Wang's life was just a few hours of images.

And so for a few hours.

The first half of the Yellow King's life flew by like quicksand between his fingers.

The white horse flies, and time flies.

In a blink of an eye, half a lifetime has passed.

"I led the rebels to fight the Empire...... You're helping me lead people into battle again...... It's helping me manage logistics again...... You can help me think of anything I can't think of...... In order to help me learn what war and military theory ......"

King Huang whispered, as if what was in his arms was not a dead man, but an old friend who could patiently listen to his chatter.

"Then you woke up...... I was promoted faster than I did...... I've always said you're a genius...... As a result, your focus is still not on the right path of promotion...... Instead, I pondered how to plan deep space to be the most reasonable...... What kind of decoration style does my palace need to live in to be comfortable......"

As he spoke, King Huang lowered his head and hugged the person in his arms tightly, his thin shoulders trembling faintly, and his voice became deeper and lower.

"Since we came back to settle in deep space...... You're busy organizing everyone to open up wasteland in deep space...... Instead, I was left idle......"

"I know you understand my ......"

"You know how deeply I've been hurt by people's hearts......"

"So I've always been grateful to you......"

"Thank you for helping me so much......"

"If it weren't for you...... I'm afraid my family won't be able to live so comfortably...... But I really don't understand why you're helping me all the time...... It's as if there's nothing else going on in your life...... You could live for yourself, idiot......"

The mutilated black star drifted unconsciously in the deep space, and the cold wind on the surface seemed to be able to blow into people's bones.

"I'll bring you back to life......"

"And these ...... of my family"

"I'm not going to let you die like this......"

"And the Creators...... That bastard......"

The Yellow King slowly picked up the girl from the ground and hobbled to the other side of the Black Star.

Time.

The ragged yellow robe that Huang Wang covered the girl was suddenly blown by the wind, and the anklet he gave to the girl was also gently swaying on the cold ankle, and once again made that crisp and pleasant inexplicably cheerful sound.

In a trance, Huang Wang mistakenly thought that the girl was still alive, and she was bouncing around as annoying and cute as usual.

But then look at the cold girl in her arms, and the lonely and silent endless deep space.

All of the Yellow King's fantasies were shattered in an instant.

He knew none of this was a nightmare.

It's true.

All the people in the world that he valued...... It's all gone.

The violent sense of disparity and the impact of reality made his consciousness a little dazed, and his heart bound to the deep space seemed to be crumpled into pieces.

"It's a bad feeling to be here."

Huang Wang gently tucked the corner of the robe, and there was indescribable grief hidden in his calm tone.

"It's like the first time you're here......"

"This place ......"

"It's cold......"

(End of chapter)