Chapter 1946 - 1945: The Holy Master Takes Action

Soon, that hand was about to touch He Ao’s body.

In the consciousness space, He Ao once again collided with the illusory soul, and the soul was instantly filled with cracks.

Awakening in an instant, his field of view focused immediately, looking at the figure in front of him.

An elderly man with white hair appeared in his field of view.

His pupils suddenly contracted, "Noctis? No, Holy Master?!"

The figure appearing in front of him was indeed the Leader of Daybreak, Noctis. There was a Noctis in the Main World, naturally, there was also a Noctis in this world.

And unlike the Main World, no one in this world could restrain this Noctis, he would proceed entirely according to the Holy Master’s plan.

What surprised He Ao a little was that Noctis, in the end, would directly become the incarnation of the Holy Master.

But thinking about it, it was reasonable; the Holy Master gave him so many things without asking for a price in return, the price could only be himself.

Sometimes He Ao felt that this world without his own could be described as a gathering of talents, with all kinds of developments.

"It seems you’re quite surprised." The Holy Master smiled and gazed at He Ao, his hand still effortlessly pressing towards He Ao’s chest.

The overlapping arrays, the dense brilliance, the intricate threads, seemed to not have noticed his presence, naturally parting to the sides, allowing his hand to pass through.

He Ao couldn’t actively dodge, as he was forcibly controlling the Dreamer; these arrays were helping him restrain the Dreamer’s power but also restricting his movements.

He watched the Holy Master in front of him, his eyes gradually turning cold, "Did you intentionally wait until this moment?"

At this moment, the convergence at the foundation of the two worlds reached its critical juncture, countless rule lines entwining at the deepest part of the world, the substitution of timelines had already begun.

He Ao could even sense that this world was being supported by some invisible force, gradually growing stronger.

At this crucial time, the God of Machinery was unlikely to be able to lend a hand.

Even if the God of Machinery discovered the Holy Master now, it could only keep an eye on him, only intervening if the Holy Master did something particularly outrageous.

Neither He Ao nor the God of Machinery could spare their efforts.

Therefore, for the Holy Master, this was the perfect timing.

"Sometimes I wonder, you are a divine being, holding powers related to history," He Ao looked at the elderly man with white hair, speaking in a hoarse voice, "but you’re so timid, like a bug living in the shadows, if your lifetime pursuit is this timidity, then why did you strive to become a divine being? To be timid forever as a divine being?"

The elderly man’s hand slightly paused, he raised his gaze, glanced at He Ao, and laughed, "Are you provoking me?"

Having said that, his hand continued forward, pressing onto He Ao’s chest, "In countless ages, I’ve heard words like yours countless times, but those peerless heroes and geniuses of the past have all turned to cosmic dust, while I am still standing in front of you."

He smiled as he gazed at He Ao, his hand pressing on He Ao’s chest, seemingly grabbing something and pulling outward.

At that moment, a pain carved into the bone surged into He Ao’s soul.

A faint purple glow gathered at He Ao’s chest, grasped by the Holy Master.

The Dreamer Talent Sequence that had just started merging with He Ao’s body was being pulled out bit by bit, like a tree being uprooted from the ground by some terrifying and invisible force.

But at this moment, the Dreamer Talent Sequence had already deeply adhered into He Ao’s flesh and soul, with its intricate power like countless roots embedded in He Ao’s body and soul.

The Holy Master’s forceful extraction was like grasping He Ao’s heart and pulling out all his blood along with his capillaries.

The excruciating pain of being skinned and dismembered made He Ao’s body stiffen and straighten instantly.

The Holy Master seemed to enjoy this scene, smiling as he gazed at He Ao, tightly pinching the purple glow in his hand, pulling back slowly, "Why aren’t you speaking now?"

He Ao gritted his teeth, giving the Holy Master a glance.

In the depths of his soul, the illusory soul that had just been repulsed seemed to sense He Ao’s weakness and launched another wave of attacks on He Ao’s soul.

This guy, even when its roots were being pulled out, was so persistently attacking him.

He had to gather his soul power and try to deal with this illusory soul first.

As he slammed into the illusory soul again, a grey light flashed through the fictional soul’s body, followed by the fictional soul being torn apart from the inside, turning into a giant purple vortex.

The Holy Master!!! This old trickster!

Before He Ao could react, he was caught in the vortex formed by the fictional soul, sinking into it.

In an instant, countless consciousnesses and memories surged through He Ao’s mind.

Outside, a slight smile curled at the corner of the Holy Master’s mouth as he slowly raised his hand, quickly pulling back.

And above the firmament, roaring thunder mixed with sudden rain, shaking the undulating world.

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When He Ao opened his eyes again, he saw a golden field that seemed to be a wheat field.

He couldn’t tell if it was because the plants here were too tall, but he found his perspective wasn’t very high.

But soon, he realized it wasn’t the plants that were tall, but that he had become shorter.

Because a ’grown-up’ walked over from afar.

That person extended a hand, grumbling as he plucked him back ’home’.

It was called a home, but it was actually just a stone house built with a few rocks.

This seemed to be the Dreamer’s memories.

He Ao quickly scanned the decorations inside the stone house.

A water vat, a stone basin, a stone table, and a rusty iron knife.

The level of civilization here seemed not very high.

The instant this thought emerged, a rumbling sound came from outside, He Ao saw a huge black battleship flying past in the sky.

The ’grown-up’ saw this battleship and immediately knelt down, offering a devout prayer.

Subsequently, in the mutterings of this grown-up, He Ao understood the situation here.

This seemed to be a colonial planet of an interstellar empire named the ’Fiery Sun Empire’, probably possessing some kind of interstellar mineral, with the empire mining here.

However, the planet’s level of civilization was low, and the empire had no intention to help uplift the planet’s civilization but supported a puppet regime to rule over the planet.

The entire planet’s civilization level was maintained at a medieval level.

However, people on this planet could study, learning mining knowledge far beyond the planet’s comprehension, and at around the age of ten, there would be an exam. If lucky enough to pass, one might become a miner in the mining area, or even become an Empire Citizen.

This might sound grim, but in reality, the exam was likely a way to select intelligent individuals.

He Ao quickly grasped the essence of this system.

Presumably, these children, upon reaching the mining area, would be exposed to the real interstellar society and learn more advanced content.

This interstellar empire was essentially elitist.

Only the elite have the opportunity to be educated and become members of the Empire.

He lifted his head and looked around.

So, is this the kind of planet the Dreamer was born on?

He couldn’t stay in these memories for long; the Holy Master, that old coin, was still outside.

Moreover, He Ao had a vague premonition, feeling that he shouldn’t delve too deeply into these memories.

In his thoughts, He Ao tried to activate the power of Super Memory to pull himself out of these memories.

The surrounding scene changed in an instant, but He Ao was not immediately pulled out of the memory—instead, he found himself in a huge, modern living space.

He Ao raised his head and looked around, seeing the dazzling starry sky outside the window, and below it, the planet that was gradually becoming distant.

Some memories surfaced in He Ao’s mind.

That ’child’ passed the exams, then studied at the mines, got into university, and was currently on the way to university with the mine’s fleet.

After graduating from university, he would automatically obtain Imperial citizenship.

Indeed, it was truly an elite selection.

This kind of colonial policy isn’t uncommon; if the smart people in a colony aren’t selected out and given their due status and wealth, then these intelligent people would unite to overthrow colonial rule themselves.

However, from those scattered memories, it seemed that the Fiery Sun Empire did one thing very well, which was that essentially there was no discrimination.

As long as one is recognized as an Imperial citizen or quasi-citizen, all treatment is the same.

As He Ao looked around, someone in the distance seemed to have seen him and was quickly walking over.

He Ao immediately communicated with Super Memory to detach from this memory.

He had a gut feeling that he shouldn’t establish contact with the people in the memory.

The prerequisite Talent Sequence of the Dreamer is the Memory Inheritor, which means the Dreamer himself is already a Memory Master.

This time, the surrounding scene shattered again, converging into a new scene.

But this scene surprised He Ao. It wasn’t on a podium announcing citizenship, but in a courtroom instead.

The Judge looked at He Ao and pronounced He Ao ’blasphemous’.

The Fiery Sun Empire is a theocracy, and its main faith is the Eternal Light. Although the Fiery Sun Empire doesn’t restrict beliefs, one cannot insult the Church and the Eternal Light.

He Ao quickly searched through the memories and found that the owner of the memories was framed by a friend and unwittingly expressed views attacking the Church, thus becoming a warning example.

Eventually, the court ruled exile to a border planet.

It seems this was the turning point in the ’Dreamer’s’ fate.

If he graduated from university smoothly, became an engineer, he might never enter the transcendent realm in his lifetime.

He Ao once again extracted himself from the memory.

This time, his field of view was a desolate planet, and an officer handed him a test tube.

Because he used his mining knowledge to dig a trap and successfully ambushed the Demon Clan at the Empire’s border, ’he’ gained military merit and became a Transcendent.

He Ao quickly left and entered, and the dense memories from the Dreamer began to flood his mind endlessly.

He stayed in the border troops for twenty years, rising from an exiled criminal to a small Commander, and became a D-level Transcendent.

Under normal circumstances, his fate should have ended here, remaining in a small Commander’s position and enjoying his twilight years peacefully within the Empire.

But during an escort mission, the Dreamer was attacked by interstellar pirates and became a captive of the interstellar pirates.

Then, under the pursuit of the Fiery Sun Empire, this group of interstellar pirates broke into a dangerous Cosmic Forbidden Zone.

Here, everyone’s fate and memories were altered, and the pirate fleet turned on each other.

Ultimately, the Dreamer became one of the few survivors.

These survivors banded together, gathered the remnants of the battleships, and it took thirty years to escape the Cosmic Forbidden Zone.

After that, they encountered various peculiar transcendent events, continuously strengthening themselves.

When the memory reached this point, He Ao had roughly guessed that the Cosmic Forbidden Zone most likely contained the ’Usurper God’ level Talent Sequence corresponding to the Memory Inheritor.

And in the five years after leaving the Forbidden Zone, the Dreamer rose to B-level and made a name for himself in the universe, but all his former companions also perished in these inexplicable transcendent events.

At that time, the universe still had many undeveloped desolate areas, and many wizards lived in those desolate areas.

The Dreamer also wanted to find a desolate place to retreat to, but accidentally opened a relic of an Ancient Wizard.

The relic attracted numerous unexpected guests, and soon, the Dreamer was forced into the depths of the relic by these Hunters. There, he found an ancient Talent Sequence left by a Memory Inheritor, as well as a Secret Medicine.

The Dreamer’s luck was a bit better than He Ao’s. This old Memory Inheritor had committed suicide after living long enough, so the Dreamer faced no issues in ascending.

And after becoming a Memory Inheritor, the Dreamer’s memories became very vague. He seemed to have met someone very important, but there was no trace of that person in his memories.

If it weren’t for He Ao’s sensitivity to memories as a Memory Inheritor, perceiving the faint sense of someone in the Dreamer’s memories, he wouldn’t have realized this person’s existence.

At the end of the memory, the Dreamer felt the original summons of the Ancient Forbidden Area and returned there once again.

The memory of the Dreamer in the Ancient Forbidden Area was also absent, except for a fragment where he left the Ancient Forbidden Zone with a stranger. By then, he had already become the Dreamer.

And that stranger was called ’Jing Li’ by the Dreamer.

Jing Li seemed to have played a significant role in the Dreamer’s ascension, and the Dreamer also promised to help him find something in the Land of No Name.

He Ao didn’t see memories related to the Land of No Name, but ultimately, the Dreamer and Jing Li both returned safely and had gained something.

Jing Li told the Dreamer he was preparing to ascend to Godhood and invited the Dreamer to assist him. If he failed, he asked the Dreamer to preserve a fragment of his residual soul.

In exchange, if he succeeded in ascension, he would do something for the Dreamer.

The Dreamer agreed to this arrangement.

There were no more memories after that.

But He Ao knew that ’Jing Li’ ultimately didn’t ascend successfully, because the ’Well Shadow’ in He Ao’s hand was among Jing Li’s remains.

The Dreamer also didn’t go to help Jing Li.

Because after they parted ways, the Dreamer was likely killed by the Witch of Desire.

So the influence of the Witch of Desire was also present in the Well Shadow, because she was involved in the events of that year?

In his thoughts, He Ao began to search for some useful ’knowledge’ from the memory and tried to completely break free from this memory.

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And outside, the Holy Master seemed to sense something, suddenly raised his hand, and accelerated his pace.