The final legacy of the Blue Secret Realm.
A pang of melancholy struck him.
That realm had been his foundation.
Early in the apocalypse, Ye Zhongming couldn’t afford to contest dungeons without the advantages of major factions. Yet Cloud Peak advanced faster than anyone, largely thanks to the Blue Secret Realm.
From it, they’d gained:
Millions of demon crystals,
Answers about the alien races,
Powerful techniques,
The ice birds, Soul Shattering Bone Staff,
Even the seven-colored-tier Gate of Sacrifice…
There, he’d met Miya, Ah Tao, and the Posthumous Tribe who’d become Cloud Peak’s backbone.
There, he’d earned the title of Honorary King, obtained Holy Water, the Mysterious Hammer, Soul Pearls, and witnessed Red Hair’s transformation and the birth of the Undead Fish-Dragon.
The Blue Secret Realm had given him too much to count. Even in its death throes, it provided resources and helped eliminate enemies like Soul Merchant, God Hall, and Pin Palace.
Without it, neither Ye Zhongming nor Cloud Peak would exist as they did today.
Now, the realm that had nurtured them was cosmic dust, leaving Ye Zhongming with a hollow ache.
It wasn’t just a dimension—it was a civilization. And now, that civilization had fallen.
Later, he learned that every being from the Blue Secret Realm had sensed its demise at that moment. Many knelt and wept toward the energy’s origin, mourning their lost homeland.
Even the demonic creatures in the northwest ceased hunting for three days, remaining silent in their territory or wailing toward that direction.
The Posthumous Tribe’s Kings and the Saint Light Hall’s Saintess arrived via teleportation to confirm what they already knew. Though prepared, they’d clung to hope—that something might remain, if only for remembrance.
Ye Zhongming didn’t send them away empty-handed.
To the Kings, he gave a palm-sized fragment of bone
The kings took a look and knew what it was.
A shrunken remnant from the beast skeleton lining the Sacred Land’s entrance tunnel, where Ye Zhongming once been wounded by the Protector.
But this bone was huge previously; now it was several times smaller.
The kings thanked Ye Zhongming solemnly and brought it away. Maybe this piece of bone would be a symbol of their history in the future.
He presented a tiny pearl to the Saintess—the radiant orb that had crowned the Dawn Sanctuary’s highest spire, now miniaturized.
The Saintess recognised this pearl immediately. They wanted to take it when they left, but couldn’t move it. It was something only a level-nine lifeform could move.
Now that it was many times smaller, Ye Zhongming placed it in her hands.
Saint Light Hall had gained a footing in the desert in West Asia. They had two large conflicts with the evolved there. One was a defeat and one was a victory. Their status was recognised by the people there.
Ye Zhongming and Cloud Peak naturally helped them a lot. But they weren’t fools. After time passed, they knew what the dessert was and knew where West Asia was. They were slightly unhappy with Ye Zhongming.
But no matter what, Ye Zhongming was on the side of the Posthumous People. Their grievances wouldn’t be solved so quickly. Since Saint Light Hall could understand what he did, they felt fortunate that they could still use the space gate. No Matter what, they couldn’t feel closer to Ye Zhongming and Cloud Peak.
But this time, when Ye Zhongming handed the pearl to them, their thoughts of him changed.
Right, they had to pay a price no matter what they did. As the loser, it was good that they were still alive. Now that they had a resting place, even if it was a poor one, they could still live on. In the future, they would just find some fertile land.
Now, Ye Zhongming gave them something that was like their faith. The Saintess was very grateful. This wasn’t Ye Zhongming’s duty; he was just giving them a favour.
To thank him and to maintain their relationship with Cloud Peak, the Saintess handed many cases to Cloud Peak for free.
Of course, they would keep some for their own; they gave him the cases they hadn’t opened. There were many, and it showed their sincerity.
Saint Light Hall did i,t, so the Posthumous People did the same. Not only did they bring the cases over, but they also handed some of the better materials they had obtained during this period.
Were the bone and the pearl treasures? Undoubtedly. Among the two dozen identifiable items, these two stood out. Though their exact functions eluded him, their extraordinary nature was certain.
But to Ye Zhongming, it was worth it. The Blue Secret Realm had given him everything. Returning two relics to their original inhabitants felt right.
Most of the realm’s final gifts still remained with him. Among them, several already hinted at their purposes:
There were a few that Ye Zhongming took a look and could guess their rough uses.
The first was a skull.
Ye Zhongming sensed the aura of the Undead Hill.
He didn’t know if the endless amounts of lifeforms there had turned into this skull, but it gave off an undead spiritual energy.
The fist-sized skull gave off a deathly aura over a few kilometers.
The second was a 1.5m by 1 meter metal board. This board was very special. Ye Zhongming was sure that it was metal, but it was transparent.
This was magical as he hadn’t seen anything like this before.
Themoste special thing was that it sealed magma in it.