A crimson flash appeared before Xia Ai'er's eyes. After successfully sneaking into the Gray Mist space, he was still a little bewildered, clearly not expecting that he could actually come up, and it seemed to be of no use even if he did?
"Excuse me…"
He was about to habitually be polite when a wide celestial venerable's curtain directly descended from above his head, enveloping him.
"What is this?"
"The celestial venerable's curtain? How is that possible?"
Xia Ai'er's eyes widened. He instinctively felt fear, but before he could react, he was completely enveloped by the curtain. Squirming flesh buds seemed to want to drill into his flesh and blood, and an ancient, barbaric aura began to grow.
"It's… over…"
Just as Xia Ai'er was preparing for death, he suddenly froze. He had so many thoughts, so why wasn't he dead yet?
He opened his eyes and looked down. Although the celestial venerable's curtain had enveloped him, it couldn't integrate with him. In fact, it felt like it could slip off at any moment.
"Ha~ Hahaha~"
"Hahahahaha!"
Xia Ai'er looked at the struggling celestial venerable's curtain and couldn't help but hold his stomach and laugh. Seriously, he was ready to be forced, but the other party couldn't get it up?
Hahaha~
What a Clown~
The sudden sneak attack made Xia Ai'er forget that he currently had no physical body, was not a spirit body, but merely a pseudo-virtual personality existing through the power of "Magic Mirror," a person in the mirror. For the Celestial Venerable to rely on him for resurrection, it would be more reliable to just pick a complete spirit body from above the Gray Mist.
"Did the Gray Mist not abandon me, this second one, because of the celestial venerable's curtain?"
"Yes, no matter what Pathway, once the curtain covers it, it's all the Fool Pathway."
After laughing for a while, Xia Ai'er reached out and stroked the black velvet curtain. The texture felt very good.
Just as he was thinking about how to utilize this "Grade 0 Sealed Artifact," a repulsive force suddenly came from the Gray Mist space.
"So realistic?!"
Xia Ai'er reacted this time, which made the elf a bit shocked and angry, and somewhat impulsive.
It bit the celestial venerable's curtain, and the song of "Knowing Me" began to play, using the song to establish a connection between itself and the Sealed Artifact. Then, regardless of the cost, it began to consume its stored spirituality to graft itself, wanting to graft itself onto the Gray Mist.
"Either you throw me and the celestial venerable's curtain out together!"
"The second generation Creator just died!"
"Let's see if you can revive in this epoch!"
Xia Ai'er bit the celestial venerable's curtain tightly, refusing to let go. Inside him, the demigod-recorded song, imbued with divinity, also strengthened his connection with the celestial venerable's curtain, helping him leverage a tiny bit of power from this "Grade 0 Sealed Artifact." In his eyes, chaotic tides flashed by.
The Gray Mist space did not stop repelling Xia Ai'er, nor did it transfer the celestial venerable's curtain out. Instead, it seemed to be going with the flow, wanting to throw Xia Ai'er along with the celestial venerable's curtain out.
Just as Xia Ai'er and the celestial venerable's curtain were about to be pushed out, in the real world, Arrodes's mirror suddenly reflected a dark Chaos Sea. Xia Ai'er, who was meditating to recover his spirituality, did not notice this.
Above the Gray Mist, Xia Ai'er, whose half body had detached and almost dragged the celestial venerable's curtain out with him, gradually lost consciousness.
In a trance, he felt himself being carried on a stretcher, traversing mountains and wilderness. The celestial venerable's curtain, as the focus of the struggle, was almost torn in half.
His spirit completely dissipated, assimilated by two forces, submerged by the Gray Mist, turning into an insignificant dust fragment in the historical mist.
Time, like a tide, rolled in and rolled away.
When Xia Buran regained consciousness again, it was as if he had slept. The fragments of his dream were incredibly chaotic and long, but with his awakening, they all turned into foam. The more he reached out to grasp them, the more he only saw the foam shatter.
"How long have I slept?"
"Wasn't I trying to sneak onto the Gray Mist?"
He only remembered trying to use Arrodes's power to transfer his spirit to a "virtual personality" and then see if he could ascend to the Gray Mist.
"Did it succeed?"
"Where is the celestial venerable's curtain?"
Xia Buran looked at the empty Gray Mist. He scanned around but found no trace of the extremely precious "curtain."
"Is it on the second layer?"
He instinctively walked in one direction, wanting to step onto the Stairway of Light and go to the second layer of the Gray Mist to see. However, when he reached the position where the Stairway of Light should have appeared in his memory, nothing showed up.
This was very strange, like walking up to an automatic door, but the door remained tightly shut, as if it hadn't detected anyone.
"Does the Gray Mist space not recognize non-Beyonder Pathways? I'm already here, is it only for limited professions?"
Xia Buran was a little disappointed, but not that disappointed. Since he couldn't do anything now, he would wait. He would wait for Xia Ai'er to pray to the Gray Mist, to convey this bad news to "himself," and then he could consider returning with his memories.
As expected, among the myriad crimson stars, one crimson star was constantly flickering.
"So urgent?"
He smiled and reached out to touch that crimson star, but there was no reaction.
"I knew you'd play this game."
Xia Buran accurately predicted this. He chose to sneak in, so he naturally had a plan. "Vast and majestic again, the guest laughs at me again, all that is spoken of will be granted to the coming one…"
With a thought, the Elven BGM "Knowing Me" began to play. This song was carefully prepared by him. Every Elven singer, due to their unique characteristics, has different effects in their songs. Upon reaching the demigod level, their mastery over the power of song is even more thorough.
Xia Ai'er's song, its primary Beyonder ability, was to establish a spiritual connection with the target. While playing the BGM, he transformed into a luck-transferring talisman and flew into the constantly flickering crimson star.
This was his goal: to use the song to establish a connection with the crimson star that symbolized him, and then transform this mirror body, forged by Arrodes's power, along with a part of his spirituality, divinity, and mental power, into a luck-transferring curse and fly into his crimson star.
This way, in reality, he would still have the opportunity to contact the luck-transferring rune on the Gray Mist through his own luck-transferring rune, leaving a small back door for himself on the Gray Mist.
After Xia Buran transformed into a luck-transferring rune, the Gray Mist, which had previously completely ignored him, finally reacted. The luck-transferring rune seemed to have a certain connection with the Gray Mist space, thus providing the most basic guarantee for the charging and maintenance of this small back door.
This remnant from a thousand years ago, having fulfilled his obsession, returned contentedly to his starting point.
After he left, the Gray Mist space returned to silence. After an unknown period of time, this space finally welcomed new visitors.