“I don’t know,” Kefuke immediately said after hearing Chen Bugu’s question, as if he had anticipated it.
“But what’s certain is that he is incredibly powerful, a level of power never before reached by any individual in the Muka Tribe’s thousands of years of history.”
“The giant tree I transformed into is called the Primordial Ancient Tree, accumulating the power left by successive Muka Kings, representing the most primordial form of my Muka Tribe. Its characteristic is endless vitality and never Breaking.”
“I used my own life as a flame, and the power of countless former kings as fuel, yet I could only defend and had no chance to counterattack.”
“Furthermore, I must tell you that the ‘god’ in my secret realm is only constructed from my residual power, and its power is less than one-tenth of the true deity.”
“As for the rest, if you are unfortunate enough to encounter the god in the future, then you will have to explore it yourself.”
Chen Bugu lowered his head in thought.
A detail he had noticed earlier was that Kefuke had said the “god” was in the form of a Muka person, but in Chen Bugu’s eyes, the “god” was in the posture of a human.
So, perhaps those were not the god’s true appearance…
Or rather, the “god” had no form?
Chen Bugu couldn’t understand. If the previous experience was merely a fictional illusion, then so be it, but since it was Kefuke’s true memory, it was hard for him not to be curious about the “god.”
“You don’t have much time left. Do you have any more questions?”
Kefuke’s body became even more transparent, indicating he truly didn’t have much time.
“Second question, you clearly decided to stay in the stone prison at the time, so why did you later choose to take me to the cave? If it was to make me follow your memories, you should have left with me directly from the beginning, instead of waiting for me to go back and persuade you, right?”
When Chen Bugu entered Kefuke’s memory for the second time, the Kefuke he saw decisively left the stone prison.
However, when Chen Bugu thought he was “Kefuke,” the real Kefuke chose to be idle in the stone prison, and it didn’t seem like an act at all. Chen Bugu was curious what made this Muka King change his mind.
“Chen Bugu, you probably misunderstood.”
“Although your path through the secret realm was almost identical to mine back then, in fact, it wasn’t something I intentionally designed; you just happened to make the same choices as I did.”
“As I just said, some outsiders couldn’t even leave that stone prison, and even if you did leave the stone prison, I never intended to leave with you.”
“Because no matter where you went, the ‘god’ in the secret realm would find you the next morning and force you to make a choice.”
“The reason I chose to leave with you is because you made me curious.”
“I asked you then where you obtained your mental ability, and you said it was your own power! Interestingly, your other companions don’t seem to possess this power. You are very special, which is why I followed you.”
Chen Bugu was stunned. How could he be considered special among humans? If anything, it was just that he had lived one more life than others.
He was able to use Mental Shock entirely thanks to the Decipher of his eye gene lock.
“Alright, then the last question, in the secret realm, is the only way to obtain Bi Yu Wei Lan to gain your approval? What are the conditions for your approval?”
Kefuke thought he had already made it clear, but he didn’t expect Chen Bugu to be even more like a blockhead than him, still asking such a question.
“The conditions are simple: first, not being sacrificed as an offering; second, possessing an indomitable will and the heart of a strong person, daring to counterattack at the risk of death when facing a ‘god’ with overwhelming power. That’s it.”
“Alright, the questions have been answered. Goodbye, Chen Bugu, I wish you all the best~”
Kefuke’s figure had become almost transparent, about to completely dissipate.
“Wait, you haven’t answered me, is there any other way to get Bi Yu Wei Lan?”
Chen Bugu originally wanted to try to trick him at the end, deliberately asking two questions, but Kefuke only answered the latter one.
“There is one more way, and that is to kill the ‘god’…”
Kefuke’s figure dissipated into the air, but his voice echoed faintly from all directions in the darkness until it completely vanished.
Kill the “god”?
The reason Chen Bugu asked this question was because in his previous life, when he learned about this secret realm from an intelligence peddler, Bi Yu Wei Lan had already been taken away.
Kefuke’s test was actually very harsh, almost impossible to complete.
How could a human who had lost their abilities unlock the Qianxin Ball Lock! Unless the other party’s ability was also as special as Decipher, and could be used to unlock the ball lock.
Even so, the hardest part was having the courage not to fear death…
Who exactly was the person who took Bi Yu Wei Lan in the previous life? And how could such a figure remain unknown?
“Chen Bugu! Chen Bugu!”
Chen Bugu was puzzled when he suddenly seemed to hear Lin Lin’s voice.
That voice traveled through endless darkness and long years, clearly sounding in his ears.
Chen Bugu was a little emotional; he hadn’t heard Lin Lin’s voice in a very, very long time.
The surrounding darkness gradually turned into nothingness, and a strong light abruptly burst into the space, blinding Chen Bugu for a moment.
When Chen Bugu regained his vision, he was back in the spherical space, feeling a moment of disorientation.
Lin Xiaoxiao, Lin Lin, Bai Ting, Yan Kuan, and Han Badou appeared in his line of sight.
These faces, crossing distant memories, matched one by one with the vague impressions in Chen Bugu’s mind.
Chen Bugu was still somewhat disoriented, as if he had woken up from a grand dream, unable to distinguish between dream and reality, but the memories from before he slept were slowly reoccupying his mind.
“He blinked, seems to be fine now.”
It was Yan Kuan who spoke. They had noticed Chen Bugu open his eyes a moment ago, but his gaze had been unfocused, and he hadn’t blinked, as if he hadn’t fully recovered.
Chen Bugu looked at the people in front of him, emotions surging like a tide. He couldn’t forget the scene of everyone dying before his eyes…
Perhaps the best phrase in this world is “a false alarm,” and this was also his happiest moment since the Great Disaster.
Chen Bugu propped himself up with his right hand, just about to sit up, but found his right hand limp and somewhat exhausted.
“You rest first, drink some water.”
“You’ve been unconscious for too long. If that treant hadn’t told us to wait for you, we almost thought you wouldn’t wake up.”
Lin Lin took a bag of water and put it to Chen Bugu’s lips.
“How long have you waited for me?”
Chen Bugu was indeed a little parched. He turned his head and drank the water in large gulps.
“It’s been half a month…”
“Cough… cough cough cough…”
Chen Bugu choked on a large mouthful of water, opening his eyes wide in disbelief as he asked.
“How long?”
“Half a month…”