174: Forsaken Redemption

The High-Dimensional Secret Realm was deathly silent.

Time had lost its meaning here; only the bizarre, eternally shifting distorted colors spoke of the absurdity and eeriness of this dimensional rift.

The ruined Mo Capital floated silently, like the corpse of a giant beast.

Hundreds of millions of sequences lay in eternal sleep, forming a cold backdrop.

Mo Yu and Mo Snow took turns standing guard, maintaining the tiny barrier of life and protecting the heavily injured, slumbering Mo Yun. Days flowed slowly, caught between despair and persistence.

The Immortal in a Bottle and the Chaos Thunder Pool had entered a deep 'low-power' state, with only the most basic analysis and adaptation occurring slowly.

The white mark on the surface of the magic bottle had indeed repaired slightly under the infiltration of the Secret Realm's energy, but its core damage could not be recovered overnight.

On this day, it was Mo Snow's turn to stand guard.

She sat cross-legged at the edge of the barrier, the Reincarnation Butterfly Seal floating slowly in her palm. It emitted a faint glow, like a lighthouse in the darkness, struggling to resist the erosion of the chaotic Laws outside while meticulously regulating the Qi of Mo Yun and Mo Yu within the barrier.

Her Divine Sense was highly concentrated; she dared not relax in the slightest.

This Secret Realm was by no means a kind place; the strange energy flows and dimensional creatures that had been scared off earlier all exuded heart-palpitating, dangerous auras.

Suddenly, her eyes, which could perceive the cycle of life and death, snapped open, flashing with a sharp light!

It was not an external enemy!

It was from within! From the depths of the billions of sleeping Sequence Legions!

An extremely subtle yet somehow familiar and strange fluctuation rippled out quietly. Like a pebble thrown into a stagnant pool, it seemed exceptionally abrupt in this space of absolute silence!

That fluctuation... carried a trace of the cold indifference of the Heavenly Dao, yet it was mixed with a struggling, contradictory... determination?

It was it! sequence 033: [The Forgotten]!

Mo Snow instantly locked onto the source of the fluctuation—it was in the shadow of a sleeping Vajra Battalion warrior, a silhouette so dim it was almost completely dissipating, struggling to re-coalesce!

Should it not have been completely annihilated after the Heavenly Dao pollution was cleared from itself?

Why would it appear among the sleeping sequences?

And why, despite being weak, did the aura it emitted at this moment still carry that disgusting taste of the Heavenly Dao?

Could it be that the pollution hadn't been cleared completely? Was it going to betray them again at this most vulnerable moment?!

Intense vigilance and killing intent surged into Mo Snow's heart instantly!

She would absolutely not allow any existence to destroy this hard-won, fragile balance at this moment!

Without hesitation, she immediately activated the Reincarnation Butterfly Seal. A thread of ice-cold, bone-chilling Reincarnation power, like an invisible shackle, instantly coiled toward the condensing silhouette of The Forgotten!

At the same time, she prepared to forcibly wake Mo Yu, who was adjusting her breath!

However, the moment her Reincarnation power was about to touch the silhouette—

A faint, hurried, yet incredibly clear thought, like the final cry of someone dying, crashed directly into her Sea of Consciousness!

'Wait! ...Not an enemy!'

'Time is running out... Hear me out!'

'The Heavenly Dao... is still searching... Its perception is based on 'existence' Karma... Ascending dimensions... failed to completely isolate...'

Mo Snow's movements stalled abruptly! The Reincarnation power hovered in mid-air.

She looked at the silhouette in shock.

This thought... was not the cold indifference of the Heavenly Dao; instead, it was filled with a certain anxiety and... sorrow?

'Who... exactly are you?' Mo Snow responded coldly, her vigilance undiminished.

The silhouette became even dimmer, as if it could dissipate at any moment, but the transmitted thought became even more urgent:

'I am The Forgotten... yet also not entirely The Forgotten... The pollution that day... was not completely cleared... A trace of the deepest 'cognitive beacon'... still remains in connection with the Heavenly Dao...'

'I could have slept forever... but I sensed... the Heavenly Dao's Giant Eye... is consuming its Origin as the price... to conduct a deep scan... The High-Dimensional Secret Realm is not absolutely safe either... It will be locked onto sooner or later...'

'When that happens... everything will be over...'

Mo Snow's heart sank!

Ascending dimensions was not a permanent solution? The Heavenly Dao would actually spare no cost to find them?

'What is your purpose?' She was still cold.

The silhouette flickered violently, the transmitted thought carrying a near-burning determination:

'Purpose? ...Redemption!'

'For my mistake of losing control that day... For a glimmer of hope for this Dynasty!'

'I carry the Heavenly Dao 'beacon'... This is the root of the disaster... but it may also be the only chance of survival!'

'Let me... burn this last remnant... Use my 'existence' as a sacrifice... to actively link with the Heavenly Dao's perception... and instill into it... a forged ultimate cognition...'

'Cognition?' Mo Snow's pupils constricted slightly.

'The cognition is... 'Mo Yun is dead'!'

'The Lei Yan Divine Dynasty... has completely disintegrated and been annihilated along with the failed dimension ascension... vanishing into the High-Dimensional storm!'

'I will tamper with the Heavenly Dao's database... and completely 'delete' your existence from its cognitive level!'

'Perhaps this way... I can deceive the Heavenly Dao... and make it stop searching!'

Mo Snow was completely stunned.

Using one's own existence as a sacrifice? Actively linking to the Heavenly Dao? Tampering with the Heavenly Dao's cognition?

This... this was a plan that was crazy to the extreme!

The probability of success was minuscule, and it was more likely that it would be completely assimilated and swallowed by the Heavenly Dao the moment it linked, without even leaving a ripple!

Moreover, once it failed, this active link would act like a lighthouse in the dark, directly drawing the Heavenly Dao's gaze here!

Was this The Forgotten... really trying to redeem itself, or was it another more insidious trap set by the Heavenly Dao?

The silhouette of The Forgotten seemed to see through her doubts, sending out a final thought, which even carried a trace of indescribable exhaustion and relief:

'Whether you believe it or not... is up to you...'

'However... this is, in my calculations... the only... glimmer of hope...'

'My existence... was born from a mistake... returning to nothingness... is also fate...'

'Tell the Master... sequence 033... final command... complete...'

Before the words faded, the already dim silhouette suddenly erupted with its final radiance!

It was not the cold white light of the Heavenly Dao, but a brilliant, extreme ghost-blue soul-fire that burned everything!

It did not give Mo Snow any time to think or stop it, turning into a tiny yet resolute beam of ghost-blue light, instantly breaking through the shackles of Mo Snow's Reincarnation power, rushing out of the life-preserving barrier, and charging into the indescribable depths of the Void Realm of the High-Dimensional Secret Realm!

Behind it, it left a faint yet incredibly clear 'beacon' trajectory pointing to the wreckage of the Lei Yan Divine Dynasty—this was the 'bait' it left for the Heavenly Dao, and also a necessary step for executing its plan!

'No!' Mo Snow cried out, but it was too late to stop it!

The next moment, that beam of ghost-blue light exploded violently in the far distance of the Secret Realm!

There was no sound, no energy shockwave.

There was only an invisible, yet unimaginably grand 'cognitive storm' that, centered on that explosion point, swept crazily toward the omnipresent Heavenly Dao perception network in the underworld, like a supernova explosion, following some connection that transcended dimensions!

'Information injection: Target 'Mo Yun'... life signal disappeared... Divine Soul imprint dissipated...'

'Information injection: Target 'Lei Yan Divine Dynasty'... irreversible entropy increase collapse occurred during dimension ascension process... structure disintegrated... matter annihilated...'

'Information overwrite: Confirmation of clearance... related Karma lines broken... traces of existence erased...'

The Forgotten burned its last existence, turning itself into a huge, fake 'information bomb,' forcibly bombing it into the Heavenly Dao's perception system!

Mo Snow froze in place, her Divine Soul perception spreading out with all her might, nervously 'watching' that invisible storm, feeling the subtle and terrifying clash at the level of the Laws.

Success? Or failure?

Time seemed to freeze.

For a long, long time.

The oppressive feeling that permeated the Void Realm of the Secret Realm, as if being constantly watched by some supreme existence... seemed... to have lessened?

It did not disappear completely, but became blurred and distant, as if it had lost its clear target, turning into some kind of aimless, background noise-like scan.

The Heavenly Dao's deep scan, which spared no cost... seemed... to have stopped?

It succeeded?!

The Forgotten's crazy plan had actually... really worked!

With its unique ability to 'erase existence,' it burned itself and successfully 'deleted' the Lei Yan Divine Dynasty from the Heavenly Dao's 'cognition' temporarily!

Mo Snow slowly withdrew her Divine Sense, her body trembling slightly, not knowing if it was because of lingering fear or because of that indescribable shock.

She looked in the direction where The Forgotten had finally dissipated; that Void Realm was still bizarre and distorted, as if nothing had ever happened.

The sequence that had been created by Father, had once rebelled out of control, had been polluted, and had finally chosen to redeem itself in such a tragic way...

It came silently, and left silently, using its own total annihilation to steal a precious, unknown duration of...

Breathing room for this sleeping kingdom.

'sequence 033... final command... complete...' Mo Snow repeated its last words in a low voice, a complex flash of respect in her eyes.

She turned around, looking at the sleeping Mo Yun and the meditating Mo Yu inside the barrier, and then looked at the magic bottle floating silently.

Hope seemed to have increased by one more point.

Although the road ahead was still long and dark.

But The Forgotten's sacrifice was like lighting a faint, yet real lamp in the endless cold night.

Redemption was achieved.

Quietly waiting for dawn.