Chapter 1180: Chapter 1180: Golden Flame Battle Armor [Must-Read for Filling Plot Holes]

As his vision cleared, Gu Jingyan was surprised to see the face of the girl from his dreams emerge gracefully from the layers of sheer curtains, smiling brightly, standing before him.

"Brother, aren’t you drinking yet?"

"If you’re afraid, then I’ll drink this glass first. Here, take my glass."

"Are you still afraid to drink my wine, brother?"

The girl’s wrist was as white and delicate as snow.

Her voice was so light and charming.

And that face...

That face directly startled him, scattering his Divine Soul!

Amidst the heavy celestial fog, she wore a misty white dress, her ethereal beauty like jade. Her features were unfamiliar, but at the moment their eyes met, he clearly saw Zuzi’s face!

The girl from his dreams, kept hidden in his heart for years, was actually her.

Gu Jingyan’s heart tightened so much it couldn’t beat.

His stiff fingers rubbed his eyes.

Upon reopening them, she changed the glass, moving it an inch closer to his lips: "Brother Fu Xi, since you don’t dare drink, then I’ll find a man who dares to drink this glass with me..."

She lowered her eyes and smiled at the glass, once again shaking Gu Jingyan’s Divine Soul.

Brother Fu Xi... This was confirmed by Nuwa!

But more shocking was—

Her, her, her face changed again!

Could she not be Zuzi, was the face just now merely an illusion?

Gu Jingyan anxiously watched her every expression, every move, gradually realizing her face indeed could change at will, yet her divine essence and temperament remained consistent... exactly like Zuzi’s.

Suddenly, he recalled that there was a saying in the annals that the divine’s appearance is uncertain; whatever form the believer anticipates in their heart is the form they see.

The appearance changes; the divine essence does not.

But how could it be so coincidental... so coincidental... especially with Zuzi!

So, surely in this life he was Zuzi’s brother, and in a past life, he was Nuwa’s brother... right?

The doubts in his heart gradually confirmed, leaving Gu Jingyan overwhelmingly excited.

Even though visiting Nuwa’s tomb rode the line between life and death, it was too worthwhile.

This glass of wine, he drank.

Taking a deep breath, even at thousands of feet high, he reached out boldly: "Alright, the wine you give, sister Zuzi, I’ll drink."

However.

When he reached out, he caught emptiness.

Startled, he turned back, only to see the wine already at "his" lips, gulped down.

Wait, whose hand was grasping the glass, not his?

Why could he see his own lips, see his own actions of drinking?—as if his Divine Soul had left his body, viewing everything from a third-party perspective?

Gu Jingyan suddenly looked down, horrified to find within his sight range, there was no body. Looking down, he saw only a golden robe, exquisitely embroidered, lavishly flamboyant.

He had no arms; the position of arms was wide sleeves.

He had no legs; the position of legs was the hem of a long robe.

A long robe draped down to the ground.

This robe seemed all too familiar to him, he had definitely seen it.

This is... the precious artifact unearthed from Fu Xi Palace... the magnificent battle robe!

Gu Jingyan’s pieced-together soul once again hopelessly scattered to pieces.

A fact he couldn’t accept yet couldn’t deny finally completely surfaced—

If there was a past life, he wasn’t Fu Xi; he was just a battle robe on Fu Xi.

As Fu Xi drank, he removed the battle robe, thus allowing him to, more clearly from a third-party perspective, see everything before him.

Instead of assuming the wine Nuwa handed over was meant for him, the clothing.

This battle robe had a name, called, Golden Flame Battle Armor.