Chapter 119 A Regret for a Thousand Autumns, A Legacy of Time

Li Ang stared fixedly at the slowly rotating golden light cluster on the light screen.

Below the vortex was a progress bar that was slowly advancing.

The clock hanging on the wall seemed to have every tick of its second hand infinitely magnified.

Click, click, click—it was like a hammer striking against the tip of his heart.

The conversion of the Godhead's immortality was extremely slow.

A full thirty minutes passed.

When the progress bar finally stuck at 99%, the brilliant golden light cluster suddenly stopped spinning.

Immediately after.

Deep within Li Ang's mind.

A burst of wailing, filled with endless malice and shrillness as if from the depths of the Nine Nether Abyss, rang out abruptly.

That voice belonged precisely to 'Han Ming', who had been forcibly stripped of his immortal divinity by the simulator.

Before His fragmented obsession was completely obliterated and transformed into a golden talent.

He let out a final, blood-weeping monologue.

This monologue turned into lines of blood-red ancient seal script, slamming heavily onto the light screen:

【Hate! Hate! Hate!】

【A thousand years of planning, gone in a flash!】

【This body has become a prisoner in a cage!】

【Regret! Regret! Regret!】

【A hundred schemes are all in vain!】

【Eighty years of painstaking effort, only to benefit another!】

【Grief! Grief! Grief!】

【I would rather shatter my immortal golden bones!】

【Just to seek time starting over again!】

This poem, saturated with the extreme regret of an ancient deity, had just appeared on the light screen.

It was instantly shredded and swallowed whole by the ruthless golden vortex.

The deity's resentment ultimately became nourishment for the System's operation.

【Ding! destiny points consumed, immortal golden nature conversion successful...】

【Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Talent Entry - Gold: Thousand Autumns of Regret】

【Entry Description: A rule-based miracle object woven from an ancient deity's thousand years of extreme regret and immortal golden nature.】

【There is no medicine for regret in this world.】

【But if one can seize all of a deity's immortality and burn away the Karma of Reincarnation.】

【One can refine the only medicine for regret in existence.】

【Entry Effect 1: Real World · Rebirth through Breaking Delusion】

【In reality, you can mark any safe place you have personally set foot in as an absolute 'Time Anchor'.】

【When you encounter an inevitable death trap.】

【When your Soul is annihilated and your Physical Body collapses.】

【Your Physical Body and Divine Soul will ignore the strangulation of all Laws of Karma and be at your marked 'Time Anchor'.】

【Resurrected at full status by loading a save.】

【Note: Real-world Karma is heavy; this Heaven-Defying act of changing fate can only be triggered once in the real world.】

【Entry Effect 2: Simulated World · Infinite Trial and Error】

【In the simulator, this golden nature will transform into a permanent underlying rule.】

【In every new simulation deduction, you can set a 'Temporary Anchor' at any time during the process.】

【When you choose the wrong branch in the simulation, step into a trap, or die accidentally.】

【You will possess the privilege of 'Time Reversal' (limited to once per simulation)!】

【Carrying future memories and lessons learned in blood, you will return to the moment the anchor was set.】

【This grants you the foresight to perfectly avoid death traps and counter-ambush schemes in every simulation.】

【Entry Effect 3: Reflection of the Years · Thousand Faces of Myriad Selves】

【At the complete conclusion of each simulation deduction, you can use the golden nature to take the final cultivation, Realm, and Physique aura of this deduction.】

【Permanently record it as a 'Reflection of the Years'.】

【In the real world, you can read these saved states at any time and perfectly drape them over yourself like a coat!】

【Li Ang at the Qi and Blood Seventh Stage holding a blade against a beast tide, Li Ang at the Ninth Stage of Qi and Blood wrapped by a Blood Soul Demon, or even the God-Favored Great Archbishop Li Ang reigning over a Grotto-Heaven in the Soaring Realm...】

【You can freely switch between the countless 'yous' preserved from the past.】

【This is no ordinary breath-concealing technique or illusory disguise, but a direct application on the physical and Soul levels.】

【Covering yourself with a 'true existence' from another timeline.】

【This perfect camouflage garment, woven from time and Karma, is completely flawless!】

【Even a high-and-mighty Divine Ability Great Grandmaster who practices Karma will find it absolutely impossible to detect your true Realm and trump cards.】

【A thousand deductions, a thousand completely different versions of you.】

【All can serve as your perfect masks for walking the Mortal World!】

【System Comment: Han Ming used a full one thousand and eighty years of despair and struggle to prove that there is no medicine for regret in this world.】

【But congratulations, you have one now.】

【So, what kind of ending will you write?】

"Hiss—"

Even with a Heart-Nature honed through many trials and tribulations like Li Ang's.

After reading the three effects of this golden entry, he couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.

No, he couldn't hold it back.

The corners of his mouth curled upward uncontrollably.

Li Ang grinned broadly.

"What kind of talent is this..."

"This is simply a cheat!"

Li Ang looked at the light screen, his heart surging with excitement.

Effect one went without saying; it was equivalent to having an extra life in the real world, and a full-health resurrection with memories at that.

This was a Divine-Grade life-saving talisman that anyone would dream of.

Effect two, although it seemed to just add an "S/L (Save/Load)" function to the simulator.

Li Ang was well aware of its terror.

Previously, when encountering a death trap in a simulation, he could only restart, which not only cost a simulation opportunity.

But also required him to re-experience the long, boring years.

Now with the "Temporary Anchor," the cost of trial and error in simulations would be drastically reduced. When faced with a difficult choice.

He could completely choose one path to step into the pit, and if he died, load the save and choose the other.

This would greatly elevate the quality and gains of every single simulation.

But what truly made Li Ang slap the table in praise, and even immediately gave him a bold idea based on its effect.

Was Effect 3—【Reflection of the Years · Thousand Faces of Myriad Selves】!

This was simply the strongest "camouflage suit" tailor-made for those who followed the way of the low-profile!

Li Ang didn't dawdle; after slightly calming his excited mood.

He immediately issued a command in his mind:

"Equip Talent: 【Thousand Autumns of Regret (Gold)】!"

"Buzz—"

As the command was issued, that cluster of golden light instantly sank into the space between Li Ang's eyebrows.

Immediately after, a wondrous change occurred on the simulator's panel.

【Detected that the host has equipped the relevant talent.】

【Reading the host's past simulation records...】

【Read that the host has a total of four simulation records. Convert them all into 'Reflections of the Years'?】

"Confirm!"

【Conversion starting...】

The conversion speed was very fast.

In just over ten seconds, accompanied by a faint spatial ripple.

In front of Li Ang.

Four extremely exquisite card illustrations woven from light and shadow emerged out of thin air.

On the first card: a youth with a youthful face was lying in a pool of blood on an operating table.

His chest was pierced by a scalpel, and fear and resentment toward death remained in his eyes.

The bottom right corner of the card was labeled: 【Fourth Stage of Qi and Blood · Died miserably in the Asset Recovery Department of the Black Gold Chamber of Commerce】.

On the second card: a young man with slightly long hair and a cold gaze was holding a rolled-edge refined steel war blade with both hands, covered in blood.

Opposite him was an overwhelming, black tsunami-like terrifying beast tide.

The bottom right corner of the card was labeled: 【Qi and Blood Seventh Stage · A seasoned hunter of the Chaos Zone facing the beast tide】.

On the third card: that young man's face looked even more youthful. He was tightly wrapped by a bizarre blood-colored tumor, but his eyes were as calm as an ancient well.

The bottom right corner of the card was labeled: 【Ninth Stage of Qi and Blood · A Genius Martial Artist facing Possession by a Blood Soul Demon】.

And the fourth card was the most magnificent.

In the picture was a majestic man wearing a gorgeous and complex azure divine robe and a high crown.

He stood high atop a white jade divine temple above the clouds, his hands spread out, his gaze as indifferent as a deity's.

Below him, at the foot of the celestial ladder, were dense crowds of believers kneeling and kowtowing like fanatical ants.

The bottom right corner of the card was labeled: 【Soaring Realm · The God-Favored Great Archbishop reigning over the Xuan Shui Cave Heaven】.

Above these four cards, a giant, illusory palm emitting pure golden light faintly hovered.

That palm was slightly open, as if controlling invisible threads of destiny.

Ready at any time to take these four cards, representing different life endings.

And perfectly snap them onto Li Ang's body.

Li Ang looked at these four cards and fell into a brief contemplation.

"This Effect 3 is not just as simple as a camouflage suit..."

Li Ang rubbed his chin, catching the flash of inspiration from just now.

He began to tinker with his little idea.

"What if I use the logic of this 'camouflage suit' in reverse?"

The reason he hadn't dared to extract the rewards of the fourth simulation in his rented room before.

Was precisely because he feared the commotion of the Breakthrough could not be suppressed.

And would draw unnecessary attention.

But now, after some thought.

He had a brilliant idea to "exploit a bug."

"If I first put on the third card—the Reflection of the Years of that 【Ninth Stage of Qi and Blood】."

"This is equivalent to 'locking' my true state into the shell of the Ninth Stage of Qi and Blood at the level of Karma."

"Then, I'll click to extract the cultivation of the Soaring Realm inside this 'shell'!"

“The effect of 【Thousand Faces of Myriad Selves】 is a 'completely flawless' true coverage.”

"Then wouldn't it also forcibly suppress and hide any energy riots occurring inside the shell?"

It was like raging waves capable of overturning seas hidden beneath a bottomless abyss, while the surface remained calm and tranquil.

Inside, things would have already been turned upside down.

But others would not know.

"I'll know after trying."

Practice brings true knowledge; Li Ang had always been a man of action.

He raised his hand and lightly tapped his fingertip toward the card in mid-air representing the third simulation—【Genius Martial Artist of the Ninth Stage of Qi and Blood】.

"Whoosh—"

The card instantly turned into bits of light.

Like a falling star river, it all draped over Li Ang's body.

In just an instant.

Li Ang's temperament, which originally appeared as deep as an abyss due to experiencing a hundred years of vicissitudes.

Was instantly "downgraded."

That temperament of vicissitudes was erased.

He once again became the one struggling in the rolling Mortal World.

Full of Qi and blood, brimming with youthful vigor.

But a youthful Martial Artist who had not yet stepped into the Origin Opening Realm.

Of course, because he hadn't actually extracted the fourth reward yet, he was originally at the Ninth Stage of Qi and Blood.

So from the outside, there was no abrupt change in his aura.

"The mask is on."

Li Ang took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with excitement.

He quickly tidied up the room, ensuring no conspicuous traces were left behind.

Then, he skillfully put on that classic black windbreaker.

He pulled up the hood, hiding most of his face in the shadows.

"Now, it's time to find a slightly more spacious place to verify this little Genius idea of mine."

"Soaring Realm..."

"Just thinking about it makes me look forward to it."

Li Ang pushed open the door, his figure flashing.

He blended into the pitch-black night of the urban village like a ghost.