The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle

Su Qi seemed to have seen what the Evil Gods from the Abyss were fighting over.

"No matter their ultimate goal, their actions have always been aimed at seizing all core elements."

Each of the Twelve Dimensions possessed a core, although it was currently unknown how many times they had succeeded or failed.

But ultimately, the focus would inevitably turn to the vast and immense Present World Dimension.

He muttered to himself, "Don't tell me they want to gather all twelve cores and snap their fingers."

What a Thanos imitator.

But that was just a joke, regardless of what their ultimate goal was or what the Abyss truly represented.

Su Qi had already realized how important and dangerous the Heart of Divine Weapon in his hands was.

The Evil God and the Old Days Terminator from the Abyss, and even the Destruction Realm, sparked a super war, slaughtering countless lives, all for these cores.

The Gods naturally... understood the importance of these cores.

Su Qi still remembered the words of the White-haired Elder in the scene just now, who said to send the Immortal Path Stele into Nihility, not only for their Immortal Path Dimension but also for the sake of the Twelve Creatures.

"It's messed up," Su Qi looked at the Immortal Path Stele in front of him and thought about the Heart of Divine Weapon he owned.

"I've gotten myself into big trouble again."

"But this big trouble is related to the Abyss and the Evil God, which suddenly makes it a lot more comforting and familiar."

"It all comes back to 'friend.'"

Su Qi felt no pressure.

After all, since the moment he took the Evil God's eye, he had unwittingly been caught in this extreme vortex.

Having many lice does not itch.

As the Sect Hierarch of The Hustlers, why fear this tremendous danger?

Oh.

Right, aren't there many talented people ready to join The Hustlers, looking for a grand stage?

Well, the stage is big enough now.

The Sect Hierarch continued to strive!

Su Qi had left the "Nihility" character just now and had seen what had happened.

And now.

His eyes slightly moved,

The character "无" on the Immortal Path Stele had disappeared at some unknown time.

The character that appeared was "悟," which seemed like a title, with hundreds of obscure Daoist Scriptures beneath it.

Meanwhile.

An ancient brush, bearing the aura of sweeping strokes, was slowly floating next to it.

"Shall I outline it?"

Su Qi muttered to himself, "This newcomer tutorial... Who designed it? Normally, everyone would think of using this brush to write a short essay."

"Good thing I'm quick-witted and realized it's for outlining the characters on the Immortal Path Stele."

What kind of reasoning was that?

A slowly rising glance stealthily fixed on Su Qi, rendered silent by his last remark.

Not understanding.

Shouldn't a normal person outline? Who would think of writing something on the Immortal Path Stele?

"But, just in case," Su Qi paused, "I'll try the short essay first."

Su Qi picked up the brush to outline on the Immortal Path Stele.

He was somewhat shocked.

He really wrote it!!

As the Guardian of the Immortal Path Stele, it could hardly bear watching.

"You must not desecrate the Immortal Path Stele!"

It spoke with an authoritative voice as Su Qi approached the Immortal Path Stele, and it burst forth with tremendous power!

The surrounding rubble was blown away by the force of the disturbance!

Only Su Qi stood there, his clothes fluttering, immovable, his expression not even showing surprise.

"Elder, don't rush, I haven't even started writing yet."

He had naturally noticed long ago that there was a consciousness, or correctly speaking, a wisp of a soul, residing in this Immortal Path Stele.

It slowly manifested a phantom from the Immortal Path Stele, sizing up Su Qi.

And Su Qi also looked at it.

This gave it an inexplicably touched feeling, as if this foreign young man had seen through it.

It slowly withdrew its glance and spoke,

"I am the Guardian of the Immortal Path Stele, meant to guide all who reach this place; what you need to do is to outline all the Daoist Scriptures with the brush in your hand."

Su Qi raised the brush and exclaimed, "So it really is outlining, quite unexpected."

Unexpected my ass.

"The Immortal Path is vast, each character holds endless Cultivation Rhythm, each stroke and line is a part of comprehending the path," it spoke slowly, "If you can achieve this, you will receive the care of the Immortal Path."

"I see."

Su Qi picked up the brush, and just before he started outlining, he suddenly paused.

"However, esteemed Guardian," Su Qi smiled slightly, "I'd like to ask one more question."

It didn't respond; it seemed to be waiting for Su Qi's question.

Su Qi softly said,

"What if it can't be done? What will happen then?"

"I am aware that quite a few people must have entered here, but... they never appeared again."

It seemed to momentarily fall into silence and, after a few breaths, it decided to answer Su Qi's question.

"This is the ominous depth." With an aged, ethereal voice, "You see the surrounding black and white, right? If you fail,"

It said gently, "you will be trapped here, waiting for your spiritual power to exhaust and then decay to be swallowed in it, completely disappearing."

"It seems," Su Qi muttered, "that the others before me have all failed, haven't they."

Its manifested phantom slightly nodded.

He looked at the character "悟" and the obscure Daoist Scriptures beneath it.

"Is outlining really that difficult?"

It slowly spoke,

"You should know... the scene you just witnessed is from a very distant ancient period, when those beings had just appeared...."

Su Qi raised his eyebrows.

Just appeared?

Was it a time before they had erupted into a great war with the Present World? That was indeed quite ancient.

However,

It did not continue this topic, instead, with its phantom slowly gazing around.