The journey to Teyvat from the Abyss Mage

Inazuma, Narukami Island, Castle Tower.

This is the power center of Inazuma, a heavily guarded place by Tenryo-no-Bori, but everyone knows that these heroic guards are just decorations required by the sense of ceremony for the one living in the castle tower.

No thief would be foolish enough to break into the castle tower, because this is the residence of General Thunder, one of the Seven Gods, the eternal god who controls the power of thunder between heaven and earth.

Kaedehara Manye stood in the dense crowd. His ears, which could understand the whispers of the wind, seemed to be clogged with mud. The whispers of the people around him sounded to him as if they came from the mist of history or the distant future. They were not only obscure but also hoarse and sour, like the creaking sound of a cherry tree that had dried up for thousands of years and slowly fell under the cruel cutting of a blunt axe.

He was defeated in the duel before the emperor.

Kujo Sara is worthy of being the general of the shogunate army, a strong man who inherited the blood of Tengu. He is like lightning that clears the way for thunder. Each of his strikes is heavy and fast. Although both are owners of the Thunder God's Eye, there is still a certain gap between him and Kujo...

But... why? Why did he do this? Didn't he know that such a sacrifice was meaningless?

Tears instantly filled his eyes, blurring the young man kneeling on the ground, and the lofty figure flying in the air, the only one in heaven and on earth.

"You lose." The noble and dignified god spoke from a high position.

"According to the rules of the duel before the emperor, die."

The sad and beautiful lightning flashed without any hesitation at this moment. Wan Ye's eyes suddenly opened as wide as possible. He saw that the sword that seemed to contain all the judgment thunder in the world completely engulfed the thin figure.

He saw that the young man raised his right hand, which was weakly holding the long knife, in vain.

"Man Ye, have you ever heard of [The Sword of No Thought]?"

"Of course, that sword can only be seen when the divine punishment is delivered. That sword is the pinnacle of General Raiden's martial arts and a symbol of the strongest."

"Haha, but I think that knife may not be out of reach."

"There will always be creatures on earth who dare to face the power of thunder."

But what can you do when you face it? Can you swing your sword to block it? Can you change its direction with your will?

Since you can't do anything, why do you have to face it!

Why don't you wait for me!

A turquoise wind suddenly blew in the martial arts arena of the castle tower. Fengyuan Manye's figure flashed past the soldiers of the Tenryo Bugyo quickly. Before the murderous intent of Wuxiang's sword had completely dissipated, Manye rushed to the side of the young man. He did not dare to look at the young man's body. He just swung his sword to barely block the lightning swung by Kujo Sara, snatched the Eye of God from the young man's waist, and then...

He turned around and fled away without looking back.

Manye is not afraid of death, but he doesn't want to die in the castle tower, next to his friends.

He still has things to do.

Behind him, he heard orders from Tianling Fengxing, and arrows mixed with elemental power flew past his sides and cheeks. The deadly thunder easily tore through the gentle wind-colored field, making Wanye's escape even more difficult.

After striking out with the sword of Wuxiang, the honorable General Lei Dian did not move an inch. He just looked indifferently at Wan Ye who was trying to escape for his life, and then looked at the body of the young man in the red haori.

He still looked the same as he did when he was alive, with a thin body kneeling upright in front of Him, like a statue.

The red blood fell on the red haori, dyeing it even more red.

A strange look flashed in General Lei Dian's eyes.

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"Some people say that death is not the end of everything, but being forgotten is. But I disagree. I think that once a person dies, even if the whole world still remembers him, he is dead, no different from those ghosts in the desolate graves." The man in black stood in front of Wan Ye. He raised his hand slightly, and the sharp arrow of Tianling Fengxing behind him suddenly stopped in mid-air. He waved his hand again, and everything around him seemed to be paused, even the falling winter cherry blossoms had to hover in mid-air.

"Manye, what do you think it means to be alive?" Jun Bai's dark eyes stared playfully at Fengyuan Manye who was breathing heavily. His slender fingers pinched a petal of falling cherry blossom in the air.

"Is it called being alive if you only occupy a certain space and time in this world and can breathe, move, speak, and have all the physiological characteristics of a living thing?"

Wan Ye remained silent, and his overlapping memories gradually revived. In Fang Yu Duchen's world, he finally remembered that this was just history that had happened in the past, and no one would kill his friend again.

Because he's dead. Long, long ago.

"You are...that child..." he began with difficulty.

"Yes, brother, friend, mentor... call him whatever you want." Jun Bai waved his hand nonchalantly, and put the cherry blossom back with an elegant posture as if it was embellishing the bright starry sky.

"What on earth are you going to do in Inazuma?"

What to do in Inazuma... This question is really difficult to answer. Jun Bai thought.

"Maybe... just to get an answer." He said slowly.

"Answer to what?"

"Oh my, little brother Wan Ye, that's not the way to ask the question." Jun Bai shook his finger and said jokingly, "The thing you should be most clear about now is yourself, not me, right?"

"This obsession that you have never let go of, the deepest nightmare that you dream about at midnight, your most untouchable memory, the most enduring and bloody wound in your heart, have you got the answer you wanted?"

During a series of questioning, Jun Bai's plain and humorous tone became increasingly harsh. Along with the loud shouts, the frozen scenery around them seemed to flow. Cherry blossoms, stone steps, castle tower, Tenryo Bugyo, and even the afterimage of General Raiden, they wrapped Jun Bai and Manye and spun into a huge vortex. Countless people and objects overlapped in each bizarre color.

"...No, I, don't have an answer." In the whirlpool, Wan Ye lowered his head and said softly.

From that day on, he lost the ability to be as carefree and relaxed as before. There was one thing that kept questioning his heart, just like the rainstorms and monsters on his journey, which always made him upset.

He was a man who had entered the world and then been reborn, but after that day, he never dared to enter the world again.

"Of course you don't have an answer." Jun Bai said calmly: "Because you don't have any questions to ask."

"What do you want to know? Why did your friend die? Will his divine eye light up again? Why did General Raiden issue the Eye Hunting Order?"

"What do you want to do? Avenge your friend? Overthrow the shogunate? Find out why the Eye Hunting Order was issued? Pry into God's will?"

"Do you think Beidou or Coral Palace Xinhai can tell you the answers?"

Coral Palace? Hearing this, Wan Ye suddenly raised his head, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"How do you know..." he asked in a deep voice.

Jun Bai shrugged, "I know you better than you think, Fengyuan Manye, your family background, your past... your weakness, I might as well tell you frankly, you, the Coral Palace, Beidou's Southern Cross Fleet... if you want, and the Shebuxing's Princess Egret, you all together can't shake Inazuma and General Raiden in the slightest, you're just adding a few more wronged ghosts to the Thunder Judgment."

"The answer you want is only mine to give you." Jun Bai concluded. The huge vortex of colors spun faster and faster, dazzling the eyes.

Wan Ye sneered softly.

"If all of us combined can't do it, how can you be any different?"

"What's the difference?" Jun Bai repeated Fengyuan Manye's question in surprise. He raised his hand with a smile, and the vortex suddenly dissipated, as if a drop of water fell on the lake, making a crisp sound. Amidst the ripples, Wan Ye saw Jun Bai's black figure appear in front of General Lei Dian like a shadow. He raised his hand lightly, pulled out the broken sword of Wan Ye's friend in the air, then held the blade horizontally, and with a flash of arc light, General Lei Dian's head fell off.

Not a drop of blood was spilled, as if Jun Bai had just split a puppet.

"The difference between you and me is that you are good people, you are on the side of justice, so you must have a glorious and great image, you must convince others with virtue, and you must abandon those shady practices and tricks. But I am a madman, and when I do something, I only consider whether I am willing to do it and whether it will benefit me. I only believe in my own morality."

"I can kill a true god for my obsession, Fengyuan Manye, can you?"