Monarch of Evernight

What was there supposed to be at the very end?

Qianye had imagined countless answers before, but he had never expected this.

That darkness was immeasurable—it was boundlessly heavy and capable of accommodating all existences. Qianye didn’t know what was inside, or rather what was not inside.

It could be considered nothingness, it could be considered a singularity, and it could also be considered everything.

It was capable of holding down the entire river with its tiny volume, allowing the waters to exist in a stable state within the void. All of the water flow in the void would return to this point one way or another.

This was the first drop of blood and the original form of Qianye’s chaos origin power.

Since all of the river’s flow would return here at one point, where did the water come from? How did they return after reaching the end?

A series of questions appeared in Qianye’s mind. He discovered that the source of the river gave him more questions than answers. Finding the answer for one left him with the next question.

Some wise person had once said that the more one knew, the more one would find that he knew nothing.

When he glanced again at the River of Blood, the sensation became completely different.

As for where the river had come from and to where it was flowing, Qianye had a feeling that the knowledge was part of the world’s profundities. He would need to be at a far superior level to understand it.

That being said, what state was beyond the Evernight World? What would await after one walked the path of a heavenly monarch until the very end? Would the cultivator remain human, or would they become a higher being?

Qianye felt rather distressed as he pondered on all these things. He suddenly broke into a laugh and slapped his forehead. He would never be able to answer all these questions here even if he were to spend his entire life force. This matter was more suited for Anwen. Qianye was used to roaming the murderous battlefields. All he wanted in his free time was to see the various places of the world.

Having come to a conclusion and having completed his calling in the River of Blood, he decided to let other people ponder on the infinite mysteries.

Qianye could finally appreciate Anwen’s existence to its fullest.

He might very well be the very first one in Evernight to try and explain the world in terms of numbers and formulas. The profundities of the River of Blood, including its shape and form, were extreme mysteries that required otherworldly methods. Anwen’s work served to transform the topic problem, and using it, he was able to indirectly explore things beyond this world.

It wasn’t just for Qianye, Anwen was important for all of humanity and even the creatures of Evernight.

This genius demonkin young lord was a blessing to the entire Evernight World.

Qianye glanced at the river one last time and found something unnatural about it. It seemed the entire river River of Blood had moved slightly to the side. Although the distance was almost negligible, Qianye could see some faint shadows in his vision.

He simply stood there observing in silence, finally coming to a conclusion after a while.

He reached out and pressed at the air, taking him across the entire distance that he had traveled the past few days. The broken sky was once again before him.

Qianye took a step forward and arrived inside the inner world.

He glanced around at the lingering scars on the firmament.

He could see that sky-splitting slash was the Pointer Monarch’s doing, and there was no way he could’ve survived after launching that attack.

Qianye was half a successor to the heavenly monarch, and he had a complicated relationship with Ji Tianqing. That wisp of consciousness that the monarch had left behind allowed Qianye to understand his mindset. At present, he was likely the only one to fully understand the old man’s intentions.

To an outsider, the Pointer Monarch was a peak existence who had been on the throne for countless years. He had capable descendants and Ji Tianqing’s child shocked the higher-ups of the human race since birth.

In this slash, Qianye witnessed thirty years of emotion that the old man had bottled up.

Ji Wentian had already died back in the year when he built Heartgrave. The Pointer Monarch that came afterward only had the Empire in mind, no different from a zombie. He was devoid of selfish desires since his heart had been shattered.

This sky-rending slash contained all of his sentiments and an overbearingness that looked down on the entire world. In it was the vitality of myriad households as well as great delight—he returned to being Ji Wentian after launching that attack, and he could finally meet the people of the past.

The more Qianye comprehended the mood, the more complicated he felt. From the human race’s perspective, both Ji Wentian and the Pointer Monarch served the righteous path, pushing for the benefit of the human race.

Qianye sighed. “Too bad this isn’t my path.”

A tremendous voice echoed from the end of the void, “What is your path?”

Qianye turned around to see the raging waters flowing past him. Within the river, the thirteen seals slowly revolved around him and vanished one after another.

“My pathway is…” Qianye suddenly broke into a laugh midway and no longer continued.

Someone of his strength had to have his own path, but all he needed was to follow it. Why tell anyone else?

With a wave of his hand, he put away the river and the seals before looking around. His gaze darted over to the passageway immediately.

Qianye arrived in a single step and looked around the place, then at the black sun.

The black sun had been distorted into a semi-lunar shape—pressured by the scar and river in the sky. A constant stream of darkness origin power was being drawn out and into the tunnel.

This tunnel no doubt led back to Evernight. With a gravitational force produced by the entire Evernight World, the dark energy of the inner world would be led through the passage in a constant stream.

The passage seemed unassuming, but in fact, a power of this caliber was earth-shattering.

Although it was relatively stable, there were some minor issues. Considering how vast the Evernight World was, it would take decades for the Demon King to achieve what he wanted.

Qianye didn’t even stop to think about what awaited him on the other side as he took a step forward and went through the passage.

He immediately sensed that the two factions were setting up their pieces. It was just that both factions would need to rethink their plans now that Qianye was back.

That was because he was now the Monarch of Evernight, the first drop in the River of Blood.