Master of Strange Dao

He looked at his own body and laughed up to the sky.

"Your Majesty, your servant is here."

Yu Ziqing put away the Big Seal and made a hand gesture of respect.

Amidst the laughter, Mu Shouchang's form turned into nothingness, disappearing without a trace.

Yu Ziqing stood in the Void, quietly observing the line of words on the page.

It was just one line, yet it encompassed Mu Shouchang's entire life.

He took out the official seal, and as soon as he focused his thoughts, more pages appeared behind that singular page.

Finally, all the pages came together, turning into a book.

A completely black book, with two blood-red characters on its surface.

"An History."

Yu Ziqing stretched out his hand, and a beam of light shone from the Big Seal in his other hand, landing on the An History Book.

The An History Book flew into Yu Ziqing's hand on its own.

This could be called the historical record of Dadui.

Mu Shouchang considered Yu Ziqing as his successor, letting that official seal recognize him as its master. He was now the County Magistrate of Dinghai City.

And the An History Book, for countless years, no officials from Dadui had come into contact with it.

Yu Ziqing was currently the highest-ranking official, so he had to safeguard the An History Book.

Yu Ziqing placed the official seal into the Blood Sea for nurturing and opened the An History Book.

The pages were gray, the text blood-red, many could not be turned, nor could the content be seen.

The only page with white characters on a black background, stamped with the Big Seal, was the one Yu Ziqing had just seen.

This represented that the statement had become true history.

In this book, every page was a seal.

Every page represented a piece of past history.

An unresolved seal, a history yet to be settled.

Looking at this thick, blood-red book, Yu Ziqing didn't know what to say.

Previously, he thought Dadui's divine skills were powerful, able to seal disasters they couldn't solve at the time, to wait for the best preparations and to find a way to resolve them.

How many lives this would save, how many disasters it would prevent.

But now, he felt that perhaps Dadui went extinct because of this very reason.

Leaving everything for future generations to solve, accumulating more and more, leading to a sentence becoming a disaster, a sentence becoming a seal, forming something that could be accurately described as a Book of Disasters.

It would crush future generations.

Yu Ziqing even thought that perhaps the skill of sealing disasters was too convenient, so that in the Late Period, when Dadui faced problems, they might not think of solving them first but rather seal them and then slowly consider solutions.

Of course, perhaps the resolved parts had been removed, leaving only the unresolved ones.

Unfortunately, when Yu Ziqing saw that only page with white characters on a black background, he realized that after the book was completed, not a single problem had been resolved.

Dadui perished, and the reasons were probably varied, but this book certainly played a part.

Yu Ziqing continued to flip through it; most could not be opened, and the few viewable ones were rare.

Among them, one page contained text flowing with blood light.

"In the eighty-eighth year of Dingmao, an Alien Fire fell from the sky, scorching thousands of miles into scorched earth, killing many beyond reckoning.

The Alien Fire was strange, unextinguished by rain, unquenched by wind. A Divine named Ji Meng, from the Southern Sea, cast a strange treasure into the river valley.

The Galaxy fell to the ground, blocking its path, extinguishing its Fire Qi, transforming into a Silver Lake, and remaining in the world."

This was something Yang had previously told him.

However, in the An History Book, there was an additional sentence following.

"The Fire Qi was completely dissipated, yet the Alien Fire remained unextinguished. The Faceless Man Yisaner summoned the power of the Divine Dynasty to seal it, awaiting a solution."

Seeing this sentence, Yu Ziqing immediately contacted Yang.

But this time, after summoning for a while, when Yang appeared, his image was so pixelated that he was unrecognizable, and the text displayed was garbled.

Yu Ziqing thought for a moment and left a message for Yang, writing down the sentence, and then added a note.

"Be careful, the Alien Fire was never resolved and is still there. An Alien Fire that the Silver Lake couldn't extinguish, you must not let it touch you.

Additionally, where you are is both a seal and a page in history, be cautious.

I'll think of a way to get you out."

After leaving the message, Yu Ziqing watched Yang, flashing for a moment, then stood there for a while, flashed again, and appeared in front of the message wall.

After a long wait, Yang's figure disappeared, and suddenly two words appeared on the wall.

"Understood."

Yu Ziqing shook his head and turned to leave the Seventh Floor.

Previously, when everyone was on one page of the history book, the communication was already quite disrupted.

Now, it's even more garbled to the point that face-to-face interaction was difficult.

After reminding Yang, Yu Ziqing continued to browse the An History Book.

In the parts that could be opened, most were quiet, gray bottom with blood-red text, indicating that if someone was currently within, the blood-red would start to flow, representing someone was breaking the seal.

After flipping back and forth, he found three pages, with text flowing with blood color.

He and Yang each had one page assigned.

Which meant Feng Buju and King Xiang should each be assigned to a page.

And the people who went in before, the ones who entered with the Yin Family, all likely entered the same page.

So, they definitely had a method to choose to enter a specific page.

However, it was unknown whether they knew they were entering the An History Book and not a normal seal.

Moreover, concerning the previous individual, whether they didn't know that a specific method was needed to enter a page belonging to the Yin Family or if the individual actually knew and deliberately withheld the most crucial truth, sharing ninety-nine percent of the truth but hiding the most crucial part to intentionally fool them.