A Night of Desperation

Chapter 380: Breakthrough 378 Part 2

Swoosh.

Yu Hong’s figure landed on a six-story building outside the Black Wall, looking down.

Inside the Black Wall, everything was in order and intact.

Outside the Black Wall, there were fires everywhere, ruins, bomb craters, and corpses.

The air was thick with the smell of gunpowder, along with the pungent scent of various items being burned and ignited.

Yu Hong sighed softly, leapt down from the rooftop, landed lightly, and walked toward the entrance gate of a Spirit Station.

Under the detection of Spirit Light, he simply raised his hand, showing his own silver Spirit Light, and was granted entry.

Few people even recognized his identity; everyone just treated him as one of the members of the Mutual Aid Alliance.

Every person he passed by gave him a look of gratitude and respect.

His towering figure moved through the crowd, like a moving chariot, towering over the people around him.

Passing through the Spirit Station, ahead was the martially law-enforced street.

On both sides of the street were densely packed temporary aid shelters, all rebuilt on the spot with materials from dismantled buildings.

At a glance, the short two-hundred-meter-long street was packed densely with thousands of people.

Many people were wrapped up tightly, families gathered together sitting on uniformly distributed grey blankets, eating fast-food items like instant noodles, steamed buns, and dumplings.

Such a disaster scenario involuntarily reminded Yu Hong of the apocalyptic scenes in Hope City.

He couldn’t help but quicken his pace, not wanting to see anymore.

Walking a bit further, he faintly heard someone loudly explaining the cultivation standards for Spirit Light Secret Skills and the fixed locations for receiving Spirit Light through a loudspeaker...

"Has it finally passed?" he thought to himself, knowing that the local government had no choice but to reluctantly implement the teaching of Spirit Light Secret Skills.

If there was any other choice, even if the person in charge of Taizhou, Xu Jianfeng, was on good terms with Qingchen Temple, he would not entrust so many people’s lives to Yu Hong alone.

’Pity, I can give you choices, but the Spirit Disaster and Black Disaster will not.’

Yu Hong quickly arrived at the central location of Qingchen Temple.

Here, a large number of camouflaged soldiers were stationed, and multiple more-than-ten-story buildings were completely sealed off into military barracks and strongholds.

Without disturbing Xu Jianfeng and others in the command post inside, Yu Hong’s figure flashed, he blinked into the Taoist Temple, and returned to the door of his Quiet Room.

He pushed the door open.

Closed it behind him with a backhand.

On the table, the two potions previously enhanced were still in their original place, without a trace of movement.

Yu Hong glanced at the countdown displayed on them: 12 minutes.

He checked the surrounding windows, ensuring everything inside the Taoist Temple was as original, with no cameras or such things.

Only then did he sit cross-legged on the cushion by the table, quietly waiting for the final moments of the enhancement to end.

Minutes later.

Outside came the piercing sound of an alarm.

"Here it comes again!"

"Quick, line up! We’re departing immediately, the invasion location is to the east, move, move, move!!"

"Daddy, don’t go!"

"Be good, daddy is going to fight the bad guys, to protect everyone. With Spirit Light, the bad guys can’t hurt daddy."

"Team thirty-three, follow me! Team thirty-four, follow Old Xu! Move fast!!"

Boom, boom, boom!!

Barrages of cannon fire kept sounding.

Mixed with the sharp whistles of bombers flying overhead.

Yu Hong sat quietly inside, listening to the noisy commotion outside, his eyes fixated on the blood-red and clear countdown numbers on the side of the potion.

Inside and outside the room, the stillness and motion created a strong contrast.

That sense of the world being on the verge of an abyssal vortex stirred something inexplicable in his heart.

Snap.

Finally.

The countdown reached zero.

The two potions on the table became blurry and disappeared in an instant.

The next second, two new potions reappeared.

They were two ice blue test tubes sealed by a mechanical device, filled with a pale blue liquid with suspended specks of frost.

Beneath the two potions, a light brown letter was pressed, with elegant Chinese characters written in silver ink.

Yu Hong’s eyes brightened immediately; he rose to his feet and picked up the letter underneath the potions to read it.

’Mondisha virus infection essence.’

’Coming from the primordial virus extracted from the destroyed Black Star Mondisha, it is a hundred percent compatible with the body’s enhancement. After taking it, one may gain one of the following traits.’

’One: Moon God Bloodline, upgrading from diluted inferior blood to lesser-quality blood.’

’Two: Obtain all the fragments of illusionary images of countless stars accumulated by the ancestral virus over hundreds of millions of years. Greatly beneficial to the cultivation of the Tai Ling Skill.’

’Three: Obtain the evolutionary bloodline of the Mondisha virus, further strengthening physique and regenerative abilities, with a chance to gain some unknown superpower.’

’Warning: This product is suitable only for consumption by the individual’s physique and mental state. Contact or ingestion by a third party will produce great danger. Please store with caution.’

"Two potions, two chances..." After reading the letter, Yu Hong set it down and examined the two vials of virus essence.

He picked up one potion and tried to twist the mechanical device on it.

Click.

A crisp sound, the mechanical device emitted a ring of cold white air, and the top automatically opened a circular mouth, revealing the pale blue liquid inside.

Yu Hong picked up the test tube, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

Gulp.

The icy liquid of the virus essence was downed in one breath, without leaving a half drop behind.

Putting down the test tube, he picked up the second one and drank it in the same way.

Two tubes of liquid flowed down into the stomach through the throat.

It felt like drinking an iced beverage, a mixture of mango and pepper roast flavors.

Snap.

Putting down the test tube, Yu Hong sat back down to wait for it to take effect.

The sounds of explosions, gunfire, and the roars of monsters layered upon one another, coming in waves from outside.

Inside the room everything stood still, except for the two emptied mechanical test tubes on the table, tilted at the mouth, reflecting a faint cold blue light.

Hiss!

Suddenly, a layer of blue veins abruptly protruded all over Yu Hong’s body.

The veins emerged with extreme ferocity and suddenness.

The dense blue veins seemed as if they were going to burst, raising from Yu Hong’s skin surface, swelling, pulsating.

At this moment, the Black Mark on the back of his hand quickly released feedback.

’Acquired enhancement from the Moon God Bloodline.’

’Current bloodline: Inferior Moon God’s Blood.’

’Acquired memory fragment of the Ancestor Virus’s stellar hallucination.’

Before Yu Hong could react, a thunderous noise erupted in his mind.

All of his senses were completely engulfed in the endless stream of information and memories.

Images, sounds, smells, tactile sensations, tastes, the five senses were thoroughly overwhelmed by the deluge of memories.

When he came to his senses.

He found himself floating in a dark and profound vast cosmos.

Around him, colorful whirl-like galaxies slowly spun; they varied in size, some close, some far.

Yu Hong looked down at himself.

He was shocked to find that he had become a black meteorite, tumbling through space.

The meteorite was like an irregular pebble found by the roadside, hurtling through the cosmos at high speed.

Time here could not be measured, unknown how many days, how many years had passed.

In this utterly lonely voyage, the space around the meteorite gradually began to brighten.

Unconsciously, it was being drawn by the gravitational force of a gigantic star, slowly veering toward it.

This star was much larger than any nearby planets, emitting not a golden light, but a bizarre blue light.

’Is that the Ultimate Sun...?’ Yu Hong conjectured in his heart.

But soon he discarded this speculation.

Because the light radiating from the star was not cold, but excruciatingly hot.

The meteorite had been bound by the star for an indeterminable number of years; Yu Hong watched quietly, observing, as if he too had lost all sense of time.

As time passed, the massive blue star began to dim, shrinking, with its temperature also decreasing.

Yu Hong could feel it aging, heading toward its end.

’What really is a sun?’ Suddenly, a vague thought emerged deep within him.

No one answered, all of this was merely memory fragments of the Ancestor Virus from countless years ago.

Yu Hong watched as the blue star grew dimmer and darker until it completely shrank, turning into a small black hole from which not even light could escape.

As the black hole shrank, the meteorite broke free from its binding and continued flying toward the distance.

Yu Hong looked back, still gazing at the star that had become a black hole.

’If every star has a lifespan, then what exactly is the Ultimate Sun?’

The source of the Light Disaster, the Ultimate Sun, what exactly was it?

Whoosh.

Everything in front of him dimmed completely, and the surroundings returned to darkness again.

Only Yu Hong remained, silently floating in the center.

’The ultimate goal of the Tai Ling Skill is to merge with the Ultimate Sun, to completely control the Light Disaster. What made the Taiyuan Orthodox Sect believe that they could control the Ultimate Sun?’

Yu Hong carefully recalled the records within the Tai Ling Skill, finding no description whatsoever of what the Ultimate Sun is.

It seemed that without any thought, just by following this Cultivation Technique, one could eventually reach the outcome of merging with the Ultimate Sun.

But if it were really that simple, then the Taiyuan Orthodox Sect wouldn’t have so many people devoured as nourishment for the Ultimate Sun.

Yu Hong repeatedly pondered the contents of the Tai Ling Skill, yet besides specific cultivation steps and visualization diagrams, there were no further explanations.

After a while.

The surrounding darkness gradually faded.

He was back in the Quiet Room again, his body still seated cross-legged on the cushion, motionless.

The protrusion of blue veins on his body had also disappeared.

Only the Black Mark’s feedback prompt slowly emerged in his mind.

’Acquired the Inferior Moon God Bloodline, obtained a special trait—Divinity.’

’Divinity: Your life has officially entered another level of evolution. Divinity is a rank, once obtained, your strength and physique will be further enhanced. Most attacks and damages can only cause about half the normal effect on you.’

’Note: Divinity is both an advantage and at times a weakness. It is also consumable.’

"Isn’t this Agrius’s golden lightning?" Yu Hong immediately realized.

Now he had it too, although just a little weaker.

The enhancement from the Moon God Bloodline brought more than just that; there was also a strengthening of the Heavenly River.

’I now have one more slot in the Infinite River Technique, with the previous enhancement, I can integrate two new slots. It’s time to consider what to accommodate

Putting these thoughts aside for the moment, Yu Hong checked the Tai Ling Skill.

Against his expectations, there had been significant progress in the Tai Ling Skill.

It seemed that viewing the virus’s stellar memories and understanding the changes of a star greatly benefited the cultivation technique.

He had been at the Fourth Layer Dusk before, and now silently he had broken through to the Fifth Layer Sunset.

Within the Quiet Room, Yu Hong extended his hand, his palm silently turning red, emanating an evening glow of sullen purplish-red.