Emperor Titan...

This name was all too familiar to Chen Xiang.

Every night, he was bombarded by countless echoes of "Emperor Titan." He had tried searching for information online but found nothing.

Now, those two words appeared in reality, right before his eyes!

Was it... a coincidence?

Chen Xiang furrowed his brows, weighing the token in his hand, his thoughts scattered.

A token inscribed with "Dusk"... what purpose did it serve?

What about the spearhead and the scroll?

How could these objects warrant such commotion from an institution teaching *Ancient Mysticism ?

After a long pause, Chen Xiang steadied his emotions, pondering briefly before unrolling the scroll marked *Old Council .

Inside the scroll was an image of a giant sitting on a golden war chariot, holding up the sun in one hand and a spear in the other, as if roaring.

Behind the giant lay a dark universe, with scenes of civilizations extinguishing and worlds collapsing.

At the top of the scroll were the words:

Dusk Titan Visualization Chart .

Chen Xiang's pupils constricted.

The visualization chart necessary for cultivating the Mystic Arts?

What level of being was the Dusk Titan?

Extraordinary? True God?

Or perhaps... an Outer God?

No, it probably wasn't an Outer God—it didn't feel like it.

He instinctively looked back at the giant's eyes in the chart.

In a daze, Chen Xiang seemed to see himself reflected in the giant's gaze.

But not his present self.

The Chen Xiang in the giant's eyes was asleep, a broken sword stuck in his head, surrounded by massive phantoms slowly drifting by...

Behind those phantoms, layered prayers echoed.

Not just echoes; they were real.

"O great Emperor Titan..."

"Foundation of all realms, weaver of reality, eternal pillar..."

Every ray of light was your thought, every shadow your silence. You define the essence of the universe, determining the allegiance of all beings...

"On the day the black flames fell from the sky..."

It was a dream.

Again, this damned, bizarre, monotonous dream.

Chen Xiang struggled, sensing something was different this time. His once-heavy body felt lighter, and the weight on his eyelids was no longer burdensome but like a delicate veil.

Without further thought, he fought to open his eyes amid the invading murmurs,

And then,

He opened his eyes.

...

In the Spirit Realm.

The *Jiuzhou was the largest spirit ship in the East Hong Kingdom and even the entire world, measuring three thousand meters long, seven hundred meters wide, and six hundred meters high.

Constructed from divine bloodstone and dead star cores, it was engraved with countless arcane runes and bolstered by nineteen divine edicts, making it impervious to ordinary high-level magical creatures.

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Yet this colossal ship was now tossing in the storm.

"Compass Three has been destroyed! Compass Four has been destroyed!"

"The hull's arcane runes are damaged by seventeen percent!"

"They're coming for us... they're coming for us!"

The entire Jiuzhou creaked ominously amid the spirit tide, its keel cracking!

In the captain's chamber.

"Your Highness Six, things seem off..."

The handsome young man known as the Sixth Prince frowned deeply:

"What's the situation?"

"The four Celestial Envoys triggered the spirit tide, attacking the Jiuzhou—that's not the main issue. The key is that there seems to be a god staring at us from within the tide, and our spirit compass and protective runes are being destroyed by that gaze!"

The Sixth Prince's eyelids twitched:

"What level of god are we talking about?"

"At least a giant who has reached the fourth step on the divine ladder!"

The Sixth Prince could no longer sit still. He sprang to his feet, pacing anxiously, muttering to himself:

"Coming to the Great City was for two reasons: to find my sister and to form an alliance... Seems like someone doesn't want to see East Hong Kingdom ally with the Great City!"

He paused, taking a deep breath:

"If I had known, I would have stayed in the real world... Is there still a chance to turn back?"

"No!"

The captain shook his head bitterly:

"The tide is rising, and we have no idea where that unknown god is..."

After a moment of silence, the Sixth Prince chuckled softly:

"To send a pseudo-god of giant level after us... they really think highly of us... So, what now? Just wait to die?"

"There's still a way to go!"

The captain's face was grave as he murmured:

"We can escape the Spirit Realm and slip into the void between the Spirit Realm and reality!"

The Sixth Prince's brow twitched violently.

The captain continued:

"Though the void is perilous, it's not a dead end..."

"I understand. Let's take the void!" The Sixth Prince interrupted. "To live, we must risk death!"

"Good!"

The captain no longer hesitated. He retrieved a massive, white-glowing compass from the storage box, adjusted its dials, and called out the name of the *Traveler !

"O great Lord of the Spirit Realm, who opens new worlds and governs the dimensions' severance..."

"Please heed the prayers of the humble, lend your supreme authority, follow your past footsteps, open the boundaries of the Spirit Realm, and unveil the portal to the void..."

The large white compass began to shine, causing the entire Jiuzhou to tremble, as the nineteen divine edicts swirled, channeling the power of the supreme!

"Hmm?"

In the spirit tide, a mighty figure frowned, gazing at the space-time rifts that had suddenly appeared around the giant ship. Then, he suddenly smiled:

"Everything is going according to plan."

Pausing, this pseudo-god did not reveal himself but lightly pointed a finger.

An overwhelming force surged forth.

Meanwhile, aboard the Jiuzhou...

"Success... we succeeded!"

The captain watched as most of the ship plunged into the black rift, exhaling a long breath, a smile spreading across his face:

"The so-called deadly trap has been effortlessly resolved... huh?"

The laughter abruptly halted.

At that moment, the entire Jiuzhou had entered the rift and emerged into the void outside the Spirit Realm, but... it didn't stop.

They were still traveling, descending into an even deeper place than the void!

The Sixth Prince asked in confusion:

"Didn't we reach the void? Why...?"

"The space-time rift has been interfered with and distorted," the captain said, his face ashen, speaking in despair. "We're falling into a deeper realm."

"A deeper realm?" The Sixth Prince was still processing the information.

The captain nodded numbly, his white beard trembling slightly, as he muttered:

"Deeper than the void..."

"It's the subspace!"

The Sixth Prince's expression changed drastically, rising in shock!

At that moment, the entire Jiuzhou had completely descended into a place deeper than the void, into... subspace!

The ship fell into silence as everyone stared blankly at the scenery outside.

They saw the Jiuzhou floating in a dimension beyond mortal comprehension, far removed from the order and laws of the physical universe.

What lay before them was a swirling storm of colors—purple, black, red, and green—intertwining into a series of both dazzling and terrifying images,

Ancient ruins and horrifying creatures flickering past, resembling a chaotic dream...

Beneath the intense color whirlpools, the wails of unknown creatures and the whispers of ancient deities echoed,

This sound pierced through the curved, folded, and reversed space, striking deep into their souls!

The nineteen divine edicts of the *Outer Gods aboard the Jiuzhou trembled; without them, the souls on the ship would have already perished...

"We... should be at the outer layer of subspace?" The captain, knowing they were doomed, had instead calmed down, his eyes glued to the extraordinary and unfathomable scenes unfolding.

He licked his lips:

"Look, below is a thick fog; beneath that fog lies the true subspace... Wait, what's that?!"

The Sixth Prince followed the captain's gaze, his expression freezing.

Through the mist, he could see seven massive phantoms, indistinct and hazy...

Each of the seven towering figures stood one hundred thousand meters tall, silently drifting beneath the fog, with the largest ship, the Jiuzhou, appearing utterly insignificant before them.

In the deeper part behind those seven massive figures, an indescribable shape—one that sent an infinite mental shock—was reflected!

The reflection was shrouded in mist, and it seemed to have something lodged in its head, unimaginably grand, as the owner of the reflection quietly fell into subspace...

"My eyes..."

Despite the fog's obstruction, despite the Jiuzhou's defenses, and despite only glimpsing a reflected shadow...

One after another, the crew members' eyes exploded!

The ship began to plunge toward the mist,

Nineteen divine edicts from the ancient *Outer Gods blazed violently, as if unable to bear such immense power. The captain knelt dazedly on the ground, while the Sixth Prince bowed his head and abruptly closed his eyes...

In the split second before closing his eyes,

He saw that fallen great one stir.

It seemed to stretch leisurely, the cascading black flames of the abyss rolling, burning, and roaring, as the seven colossal phantoms bowed their heads in unison...

Then, the great one opened its eyes.