#413 - The sky won't fall as long as I'm here!
Virtual Universe, dimensional space.
Inside a towering palace, Luo Feng's sons, Luo Ping and Luo Hai, along with Xu Xin, wore expressions of grief.
"Luo Feng said he had something very important to do and would close off his Virtual Universe access. But he disappeared for a full 6000 years without any news. Then today, he sent me this email, saying that he would return in the distant future, in ten thousand years at the earliest, or millions or tens of millions of years at the latest."
Xu Xin's voice was already hoarse as she suppressed her grief.
The younger son, Luo Hai, with tears in his eyes, looked at Yang Wu: "Uncle Yang, my dad—my dad, has he really encountered a calamity?"
Wandering in the world of the strong, six thousand years without news, and words in the email that sounded like a final farewell… the greatest possibility was that he had fallen.
Although Yang Wu firmly believed that Luo Feng would successfully gain recognition from the Star Tower, he couldn't help but feel emotional seeing this scene.
For people like them, what their lives bore was never just themselves, but a family, a race, and even, in the future, a clan.
"Is Di Fan still alive?" Yang Wu asked softly.
"He's still alive," Xu Xin said, wiping away tears, her eyes shining slightly.
Di Fan was Luo Feng's first soul slave; if the master fell, the soul slave would definitely die.
Di Fan was still alive, which meant that Luo Feng was not dead; he was now Xu Xin's last hope.
"That means Luo Feng is still alive, but he must have encountered some difficulties," Yang Wu's gaze swept over them, and he comforted them softly, "I believe in Luo Feng; he will return safely."
But such comfort had no effect on Luo Feng's family.
They knew Luo Feng's character all too well; if he hadn't encountered truly insurmountable difficulties, he wouldn't have sent such an email.
"You don't need to worry too much; his teacher is the City Lord of Chaos. Universe Lords possess the power to reverse time and space; even if Luo Feng falls, he can be resurrected."
Yang Wu said slowly, "What you need to do is take good care of yourselves, and don't let him come looking for me to settle accounts the moment he returns."
"Really?"
Xu Xin asked excitedly.
Resurrection!
Even if he fell, he could still be resurrected; this was undoubtedly a life-saving medicine for them.
"Of course, it's true."
Yang Wu said solemnly, "Luo Feng is my brother, and I won't just stand by and watch something happen to him."
"He is now undergoing a metamorphosis somewhere. What you need is to wait, just like when he was trapped in the No. 9 Ancient Civilization Ruins. You must believe in him."
"Believe in him, and believe in me!"
Not long after, Lei Shen and Hong also rushed over after hearing the news.
Many domain lord-level members of the Primal Secret Region would stay at this level for tens of thousands of years. Unlike Luo Feng, who only served as a surveillance envoy of the Ganwu branch for several decades or hundreds of years, Hong had been a surveillance envoy for over eight thousand years.
"Third brother, how is Fourth?" Lei Shen asked anxiously. Luo Feng had left an email for Yang Wu.
He had also left an email for the two of them.
"Don't worry, he's fine!"
After Yang Wu reassured them a little, the two left, relieved.
In any case, everyone had known each other for tens of thousands of years since their humble beginnings, and they were willing to trust Yang Wu's judgment at critical moments.
"Six thousand years have passed, Luo Feng; your transformation should be coming to an end soon!"
Although Yang Wu had reassured them, as long as Luo Feng did not return, Luo Feng's family would remain worried.
Outer域 battlefield, Star Tower.
Inside the hall surrounded by countless suppressed stars.
The ground was covered in a layer of blood. Luo Feng sat there, his body in agony, his skin completely torn, and fresh blood gushing out.
How strong was a 界主-level body's recovery ability? The original core provided energy continuously, constantly recovering, while also constantly bleeding…
His whole body was in a state of collapse.
"At 5000 years, he was already close to his limit. At 5600 years, he had already reached his limit. For a full 400 years, what kind of power has been supporting him?"
Pu Ti, coiled there watching Luo Feng, was completely shocked. He couldn't imagine how Luo Feng, who had already reached his limit at 5600 years, could have held on.
"..." Like a fish lying on the shore about to die, Luo Feng's body trembled, and he made unconscious sounds.
Blood flowed continuously.
He was struggling!
He was unwilling to die like this, even if he knew that he would be resurrected by reversing time and space in the future.
His soul had already begun to shatter, but it was forcibly condensed by an invisible will, shattered, and condensed again…
The soul struggled. Luo Feng's only obsession struggled to the end, calling out to his beloved family in his heart again and again. He was reluctant; he couldn't bear to part…
However, the crystal bead continued to merge ruthlessly, and the tearing of the soul intensified again and again. He could no longer think, and the soul on the verge of collapse could no longer bear thought.
Only obsession…
What kept the entire soul desperately condensing and maintaining was the last trace of obsession.
"Child, you are too tired. Give up if you can't take it anymore."
Pu Ti sighed. With his incredible power as a Universe Lord, he had long seen the state of Luo Feng's soul. He even began to feel sorry for this child for being able to persist to this point.
He knew very well how desolate and miserable it was to be in such a situation, unable to even think,
the soul beginning to shatter…
constantly shattering and condensing.
How powerful was the Star Tower? One of the top God King weapons in the universe. The difficulty of gaining recognition, even someone like Yang Wu, wouldn't dare to try it easily.
Over 6000 years, the soul had been under pressure. How miserable.
This showed how resilient Luo Feng's soul was.
Pu Ti muttered to himself, but Luo Feng, lying there, didn't hear a word. He struggled, he trembled, one side was life, the other was death.
Luo Feng struggled on this line. A crazy obsession supported his soul from collapsing. Even though his main consciousness was asleep, the obsession was extremely powerful.
It made him struggle desperately towards the side of life.
Luo Feng was like a person running on a highway, accelerating desperately again and again, but the roller was also accelerating behind him,
and accelerating steadily, constantly approaching…
Finally…
Rumble~
The entire Star Tower trembled, as if it had been grabbed by a giant and shaken violently.
"Success?"
Pu Ti looked in astonishment at Luo Feng, who was lying there, no longer trembling: "Unbelievable!"
More than 6000 years!
He had already felt that Luo Feng's obsession was becoming more and more unable to resist. At most, he could only persist for two or three years. Fortunately, he finally succeeded in gaining recognition.
At this moment, Luo Feng opened his eyes, his tired eyes full of joy. He whispered happily: "I succeeded, I can go back and see them."
After saying this, he was so exhausted that he couldn't bear it any longer and fell asleep instantly.
