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She walked outside and looked up, seeing thousands upon thousands of dreams in the upper layers of the dream star sea suddenly shatter, appearing as if they had been directly torn apart.

Moreover, the Dream Realm Ferryman at the gates of the divine realm was also very strange.

The ferryman sensed that many people had died, splitting into one puppet boatman after another, but not bringing back any life dreams.

In the end, they could only run empty boats back and forth.

The spirit saw the despairing God-Servant City through the broken dreams of mortals, and hurriedly ran to the mortal world.

Unfortunately, everything happened too quickly. By the time she arrived in the mortal world, the Sacred Mountain had already become a home for ghosts, a massive graveyard.

“The price of becoming a mythical life in this way is too great.”

Yin Shen nodded: “The key is having enough mythical blood, not necessarily sacrificing others.”

“I believe,” Yin Shen continued, “that future Wisdom Ability users will discover their own unique methods.”

Yin Shen asked her: “If there was a way that didn’t require sacrificing others’ lives, would you want to become a mythical life?”

The spirit was not the original ancestor of ability, she was just a spirit born after Polo, the first second-rank spirit created by Yin Shen’s own hands.

“How could I possibly have so much mythical blood!”

Indeed.

In terms of the speed of mythical blood’s spread and multiplication, the Wisdom Ability was undoubtedly the first.

Moreover, the number of spirit races derived from the Dream Ability couldn’t compare at all with the races derived from the wisdom bloodline.

Since the Wisdom Ability was born in Redlichia, the Trilobite Men, People of the Abyss, monster race, and now the ghost race had successively appeared.

Both in quantity and variety, they far exceeded the Dream Ability.

God said: “I can give you the Divine Cup.”

The Divine Cup was the unique artifact of the Dream Ability, left behind by Polo, the ancestor of spirits.

Possessing the Divine Cup would make the spirit like Shelly, becoming the supreme authority holder of the Dream Ability, and the power contained in the Divine Cup was about enough to create a mythical life.

However, the spirit sensed a different meaning.

God wouldn’t mention something for no reason. When He spoke of something, He definitely had His own thoughts and decisions.

“Does God want me to be immortal?”

“Why?”

Yin Shen didn’t look at her eyes, his gaze still on the steel jungle cities in the mural.

“I might…”

“Be preparing to move on to the next era.”

God’s words hung in the air, heavy with unspoken implications. He didn’t specify what this next era entailed, nor when it would come to pass.

But the spirit understood. It would be a span of time unimaginably long for life.

It was time enough for life to evolve, for civilizations to perish, for everything to be erased and disappear.

Furthermore, the spirit understood the profound implications of how Yin Shen would transition to the next era.

God was eternal, time before God was just a breeze passing through His fingertips.

With but a single slumber, He could traverse the expanse of millions of years, reaching the distant shores of time itself.

Although the spirit had long anticipated this, she still felt a twinge of sadness: “So soon?”

Yin Shen nodded: “I’m not fully prepared yet, but I have an idea.”

“When the preparations are complete, we’ll begin.”

The spirit gazed at God, her eyes filled with tenderness and a hint of sorrow: “If this is God’s will, Hila will obey.”

Yin Shen turned back, looking at the spirit: “But I hope to see you in the next era as well.”

He smiled, adding another sentence.

“And that one outside.”

Outside the temple gates appeared a hot air balloon, composed of colorful patches, with a basket intertwined like vines.

Shelly stood in the balloon’s basket, flying haphazardly above the temple and over God’s head all day long.

The “terrifying” King of Monsters seemed to notice God looking at her and stomped her feet, making a sound.

“Gurgle gurgle.”

In the Spirit Country.

The spirit sat in the great library, holding a pen, sometimes biting the end, sometimes lowering her head to write.

“Because God’s heart is the boundless outer space, His hair and eyes are black.”

“Because the spirit’s heart is like the sun in the sky, our hair and eyes are golden.”

At this moment, she suddenly thought of something and began to laugh, shaking her head.

“God said to me.”

“He hopes to see me in the next era as well.”