The Abyssal Garden: No Room for the Idle

The three bishops watched as the bishop before them slowly vanished from sight, frowning simultaneously.

Why did it seem like they heard those familiar three words again.

Su Buxian...

Being sought by two bishops??

They exchanged a look, seeing the confusion in each other's eyes.

However.

They did not ask openly; this was the business of other bishops, asking would lower their status. Besides, according to the Bishop of Despair, he was just a mere mortal who once thwarted plans, merely a grain of sand on the lowest tier of the battlefield, irrelevant.

This time.

They were determined to resurrect the Strength of the Abyss, to reclaim the glory of the past and fulfill the supreme mission!

They could already feel it, the many demons of the Abyss, and the emerging four True Gods leading them, causing their minds to tremble uncontrollably.

....

".... What do you think?"

"I can't say."

"But we have to admit, it seems like we lost the gamble."

"What exactly is that thing."

The group silently watched as Su Buxian strolled leisurely through the Ominous black and white. He not only moved about in the Ominous but also erupted Spiritual Energy, shuttling back and forth.

The influence of Ominous on him was minimal, not absent.

The reason was apparent to them: it was the Starfire densely covering Su Buxian, shining brightly like a small sun at that moment, out of place in the Ominous, yet resisting its terrifying power.

Truthfully.

When countless Starfire instantly enveloped Su Qi, charging into the Ominous amidst countless eyes..

The group experienced a tremendous change in expression, shocked, confused, disbelieving, and in some eyes, there was excitement.

In the long history, no one could master the method to dismantle the Ominous and the Old Days.

Although the Ominous and the Old Days seemed similar, they were actually distinctly different.

The Old Days was a passive recycling station, a broad concept, while the Ominous was the Cleaner within the Old Days, a vast segment of it, each wisp of Ominous filtering out anomalies, marking them like Bone Worm, and dragging them into the Old Days for cleaning when their trace couldn't withstand the Ominous.

Once marked by the Ominous, it follows persistently, with no way to purge.

Additionally, there's a crucial point.

Before being tainted by the Ominous, one might get away with various taboo actions.

But once tainted, it's like being watched, every taboo increases the Ominous count.

Even calling names, gazing directly at the Old Days existence, etc., would gradually raise the Ominous count, until the Ominous completely consumes the self.

That's why countless people regard it as a dreadful taboo.

It's an inescapable time bomb; once smeared, there's no way to resist fatality.

The Gods might have ways to resist, but they're far from effective, requiring abilities like the Master of Twelve Dimensions to avoid large amounts of Ominous, but their existence lacks universality.

So witnessing Su Buxian successfully navigating the Ominous left them with varied expressions, yet unanimously astounded.

Su Qi sensed the terror of the Ominous more than others.

Though he'd confidence in Starfire, it was a risky gamble, involving powerful forces at the dimensional level, the terrifying Ominous at the core of Old Days, despite Starfire's apparent immortality.

But.... like gear labeled Indomitable, becoming trash in a different map.

Fortunately, Starfire held steadfastly.

Yet.

It wasn't easy, as Starfire, though immortal, could be moved, transferred.

If his ability hadn't enhanced, summoning millions of Starfire with a flick.

The Ominous would have torn open, coming directly at him.

Now it was a tug of war, his Starfire Protection being torn apart, transferring vast Starfire, then instantly replenishing.

A mistake would be troublesome, but it seemed manageable for Su Qi, whom had yet to fully exert his strength.

Very soon.

Su Qi stepped out of the Ominous, returning to the independent meeting space, facing eight Dimension Masters with complex expressions, he smiled slightly.

"Dare to gamble, willing to accept loss?"

The eight Dimensions' expressions varied, but their gaze towards Su Qi changed, with added fervor.

"Dare to gamble, willing to accept loss."

They softly said, none shirking, having already glimpsed hope.

"How many marks can you bear."

"That... I'm not sure." Su Qi smiled softly: "Bearing some information is fine."

He carried the Strength brought by cake and delicacies, even with knife, fork, and plate, though odd, would provoke Ominous' frenzied siege.

This level Su Qi could easily manage.

Yet it was far from his limit, plus... another point: his Holy Light Corridor had stored trillions of Starfire.

If limits lifted, Su Qi believed in bearing many taboo traces from this place.

The group exchanged silent gazes.

The sequence seven young fellow was far more than imagined simple, the old Saint choosing him as the successor of the Immortal Path Stele wasn't a random mad choice.