In the void of darkness, streaks of orange-gray light gathered and instantly formed an orange-gray eye embedded in an inverted triangle. Immediately, intricate patterns emerged on this eye, above the azure planet’s illusion in the dark, void space, rapidly outlining the contours of massive stars. At that moment, the gray radiance wrapped around with immense pressure and invisible force swept through the dim void. This power was not directed at He Ao, but rather at the Eye of Truth above He Ao’s head. If this force truly hit the Eye of Truth, it would likely damage the Eye of Truth’s patterns. Obviously, that gray radiance had guessed what He Ao intended to do. However, in that instant, the dense patterns on the Eye of Truth suddenly flickered and then faded away like a dried-up river. The entire Eye of Truth also disappeared in that moment, concealed in the darkness. The force directed at the Eye of Truth hit empty air, but above the firmament, the contours of those massive planets did not vanish. He Ao smiled as he gazed at the gray radiance, reaching out his palm suddenly to grasp upward. Like a resonating bell, the sound descended from heaven, tearing open the turbulent darkness. At the highest point of the darkness, the massive planets slowly spun downward like passing through the mist. They were so colossal that they obscured the sky and the sun, making even the azure stars behind He Ao seem insignificant. The Forgotten Wheel of Stars. Did He Ao not anticipate that the Divine Being behind the scenes was ’waiting’ for him here? Early on, when he sensed a stable connection between the Main World and himself, he realized. Those connections were so stable, paving the way for him, allowing him to return to the Main World anytime he wanted. Though He Ao did not understand this Mysticism Knowledge, he knew that such an ’effortless’ path was likely deceptive. After all, prior to this, the Divine Being had urgently wished for him to ’return’ to the Main World; coupled with this figure’s cunning past, He Ao felt the opponent would undoubtedly have a backup plan. So he deliberately lingered in the Historical World until the two worlds were about to completely separate before embarking on the ’return journey’. His reason for doing so was simple: the existence of the Historical World would interfere with the power of his Extraordinary Items in the Main World. Just as he couldn’t directly use the Trapped Destiny Plate in the Historical World. Even if he returned to the Main World, as long as the force of the Historical World was intertwined with the Main World, his Extraordinary Items would still face interference. Therefore, he had to wait until the Historical World’s force was as cleared as possible, enabling him to mobilize maximum power should an accident arise. Of course, whether intentionally or unintentionally, the Life Goddess also ’helped’ him here. On He Ao’s way back to the Main World, the Life Goddess’s radiance persisted, though it could not transmit actual power, it nevertheless possessed a certain ’intimidating’ nature, making the gray radiance hesitant to emerge. And when the radiance from the Life Goddess completely dissipated, the two worlds were almost entirely separated. Of course, that was also the limit of the gray radiance’s ability to ’wait’. By this time, He Ao could almost freely use his Extraordinary Items without any hindrance. As for why the Eye of Truth was concealed and still could drive the Wheel of Stars. The answer was simple too: the Eye of Truth was initially He Ao’s intermediary for driving the Wheel of Stars when he was a mortal; he no longer needed an intermediary now. Read full story at Novᴇl_Fire(.)net However, the gray radiance opposite evidently did not know this. Exposing the Eye of Truth was purely a deception. At this moment, above the firmament, the colossal Wheel of Stars fully emerged from the darkness, enveloping He Ao and the planet behind him. Simultaneously, vast gazes penetrated endless time-space, projecting toward this side. The Wheel of Stars bore numerous ’high-level attentions’. He Ao gazed at the gray radiance, his lips curling into a faint smile, "One day, I will unveil your mask." The formidable Wheel of Stars suddenly trembled, causing He Ao and the gigantic planet illusion behind him to vanish instantly, as if they had never existed. Those gazes cast from the void immediately fell upon the gray radiance in the darkness. The entire void seemed to tremble in some way. In that instant, the gray radiance paused abruptly, exploding directly in the darkness, all radiance withdrawing completely, erasing its trace in the dark. One by one, the gazes that had been watching receded, leaving only one gaze lingering in the darkness for a moment before disappearing completely. The world returned to complete silence. Bright sunlight passed through huge floor-to-ceiling windows, illuminating the long corridor. A young girl in a white long dress walked slowly along the beautiful stone slabs of the corridor. Her long ponytail had been undone, and her snowy hair was elegantly coiled at the back of her head, adorned only with a single ornate gem tied to a strand on the upper right side. The soldiers stationed in the corridor slightly paused at the sight of the slowly approaching girl, and then they all bowed, paying respect to her. Soon, the girl arrived at the end of the corridor, where a double door decorated with gilded patterns and various gems was situated. The door had slender writing marked as ’Council Hall’. The two soldiers standing in front of the door saw the young girl, were taken aback at first, and then respectfully saluted. Immediately after, they hesitated for a moment, but still turned around and pushed open the double doors behind them. "I must say, Kela is not fit to be Xiqilelan’s queen, look at the trouble she has brought upon us." A rough shout instantly pierced through the door gap, echoing into the corridor outside. The soldier who pushed open the door froze for a moment upon hearing this, immediately lowering his head deeply, not daring to lift it. However, the young girl standing at the door seemed to hear nothing at all, she raised her foot and quietly walked forward. "But the blizzard eventually stopped," a slightly hoarse voice said, "could it be that she successfully stopped the blizzard?" "A little girl can stop such a huge blizzard? Just with her clumsy magic? Besides, no one is born with magic, perhaps our princess is long dead, and what is here now is a monster!" that rough voice continued to roar. On both sides of the slender stone table were people engaged in a debate, and at the topmost position of the stone table, stood a high-backed chair adorned with camellias. Before the high-backed chair, a crown quietly lay. It was based in pure gold, intertwined with patterns of camellias, plum blossoms, and roses, adorned with dense diamonds along the edges, and topped with a massive sapphire. High heels clicked on the ground, making a crisp sound, drawing the debaters’ gaze to the young girl approaching. The speaker, a thin man adorned with medals and dressed in formal attire, sat at the top-left side of the long table, looking slightly surprised as the girl approached. The girl did not respond to him but continued to slowly move forward, walking towards the high-backed chair. A rough man behind the thin man’s back witnessed this scene, his face darkened, and he raised his hand. The large door on the other side of the council hall was abruptly pushed open, and squads of soldiers rushed in. Those sitting on the right side of the long table abruptly halted, clearly not having reacted yet. "What are you trying to do?" The hoarse voice rang out on the right side of the long table, "This is the kingdom’s council hall." The rough man on the left side did not regard his colleagues opposite the long table, but instead looked directly at the girl, loudly shouted, "Kela, you’ve come just in time, we have something to inform you." His gaze swept over the golden crown in front of the high-backed chair, his hand pressing against the long table, he quickly said, "You are too young, and you carry disaster, unfit to be Xiqilelan’s—" The girl gently raised her hand, a flash of brilliance, freezing him into an ice sculpture. Everyone was stunned by this sudden scene. The entire space instantly fell silent. Even the figures on the right side of the long table looked at the girl in some disbelief. At this moment, a figure at the far end of the left side of the long table, watching the rough man who had turned into an ice sculpture, finally reacted, took two steps back, and shouted loudly, "She is a monster! Seize her!" The soldiers already somewhat tense and flustered were immediately thrown into chaos and rushed towards the girl upon hearing this shout. This time, the girl once again merely raised her hand slightly, and a stream of light swept across the sky, freezing the shouting figure and the soldiers charging towards her into ice sculptures as well. The entire hall was so silent, with only the crisp sound of high heels tapping on stone bricks. Eventually, this light sound halted before the magnificent high-backed chair. The girl placed her hand at her waist, pressed down the hem of her dress, and quietly sat on the high-backed chair. She looked down at the crown on the long table, then raised her gaze, and softly asked, "What has happened recently in the kingdom?" After a brief silence, the figure at the forefront of the right side of the long table, opposite the slender figure, turned around, placed his hand on his chest, "Blessed by Your Grace, everything is safe," Facing the young girl, he knelt on one knee, "Your Majesty." Behind him, those originally on his right side now placed their hands on their chests and knelt on one knee. Next, those behind the slender man on the left side, after a brief hesitation, followed like dominoes, kneeling one by one. In the end, only the ice sculptures remained standing in the entire hall, with the thin man being the only one standing. No one looked at him, nor spoke, not even the girl had her gaze fall on him. Everything was so quiet. After a brief pause, he placed his hand on his chest, knelt on one knee, and lowered his head, "Your Majesty." Along with a crisp sound, the exterior ice of the ice sculptures shattered into pieces. The rough man originally frozen in the ice sculpture went soft, collapsing to the ground. And those surging soldiers, after a moment of silence, seeing those figures knelt on the ground, also placed their hands on their chests, kneeling layer by layer. Outside the council hall, soldiers standing in the corridor also knelt one by one. This sound, like a ripple, spread out from the council hall, through the corridor, to the outside of the palace. All soldiers bearing weapons, at the sway of this ripple, knelt one after another. Outside the palace, figures advancing through the snow raised their heads, looking towards the direction of the palace. A drifting breeze blew through the snowy city, past that snow-white castle. The girl inside the castle raised her head, quietly watching the open door, gazing at the whiteness that covered the palace and city.