Chapter 1139: Chapter 1076: So This Is What They Call Divine Art (Double-Length Chapter)

Where is this place?

When Horn regained consciousness once more, all he could see was darkness.

What just happened?

He tried hard to remember; it seemed he was heading to the Hall of Heroes to inspect the Holy Cabinet, and after opening it, there appeared a jade branch.

He then picked up the jade branch, which suddenly dissolved, leaving a seed behind.

Then... the seed shot into his chest?!

After being struck in the chest by that seed, he lost consciousness.

Could this be the technology of the El people? Why would it choose him so precisely?

Thinking about the legends of the Holy Cabinet, where Miseria left the Key to Paradise Mountain as it ascended, stored within the Holy Cabinet.

In the Holy Cabinet, there are two items, a Celestial Maiden Secret Scroll, and a jade branch...

Could this really be the key to Paradise Mountain? Or is the jade branch actually the key to Paradise Mountain?

So has he ascended now and gone to Paradise Mountain?

Or is this merely a simple dream.

Horn opened his mouth to speak, but no sound came out; he could only hear his own voice echoing in his mind.

Everything was immersed in darkness, silent to the point of suffocation.

So silent that he couldn’t even feel his own body, only the presence of consciousness.

Horn wasn’t panicked. He had experienced a similar scene ten years ago.

Fortunately, unlike ten years ago, although he couldn’t change positions, he could shift his perspective.

He breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that his head hadn’t flown off.

Slowly rotating his view, soon a light blue halo entered Horn’s field of vision.

Then, his sight was completely filled with a colossal blue-green object.

First, the sphere’s arc was shrouded in a veil of clouds, then patches of blue-green and sandy yellow land, followed by undulating snow-white and blue-black mountains.

Lush forests, vast yellow-green plains, winding and slender rivers...

For a moment, Horn was dazed.

Before him lay a planet.

If his guess was correct, this planet should be the home of the Empire and the Royal Court.

Has he transformed into some sort of satellite essence?

But when the entire planet appeared before Horn, he sensed something amiss.

He strained to gaze towards the north and south ends of the planet, but could see nothing.

It was as if cut by an invisible wall; the poles disappeared abruptly, leaving only immense and profound black holes.

No, it wasn’t just that!

Horn rotated his perspective 360 degrees several times, finally confirming one thing—he couldn’t see the sun or any stars.

If this world were like his home Earth, he should be able to see a massive fireball and a sky full of stars.

But the miraculous thing was, when he looked around, there was no sun, nor a sea of stars.

Only darkness and silence remained.

The only thing radiating a glow was the planet in front of him.

So where was the sun he saw from the ground, the starry sky, or those ether vortices recorded in the Celestial Maiden Secret Scroll?

Nothing was there; nothing could be seen.

Yet inexplicably, Horn had an ominous feeling, as if countless eyes were staring at him.

And still, he saw no sign of life.

He’s just become a perspective spirit in space, fixed in one position.

After rotating his perspective several times, Horn realized that besides changing his perspective, he could do nothing else.

He could only float in his original place, observing the cloud-wreathed sphere before him.

He couldn’t tell how long he had been floating; perhaps it was very long, or maybe just an instant.

Darkness and silence seemed to swallow all concepts of time and space, as if everything were a static painting, eternally unchanging.

Who knows how long passed, but as Horn gradually grew numb, he finally noticed a slight change from the planet’s curve on the other side.

In the heavy darkness, Horn actually saw a touch of bright green.

At first, he thought it was an illusion until it approached, and he realized. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

It was a tree.

But this tree was too tree-like, so much so that it didn’t even resemble a tree.

An overly straight brown-black trunk, overly graceful green branches, and a too neatly arranged jade-like crown...

Even the patterns on the bark were filled with dense, symmetrical patterns.

Clearly intended for harmony and nature, yet appearing extraordinarily discordant and unnatural.

Rather than a tree, it seemed more like a fake tree.

This tree flew directly over, and when it came near, Horn suddenly realized that there was a transparent flame burning at its roots.

If the outer layer of the flame wasn’t reflecting the halo from the planet below, Horn would have noticed that there was actually a flame burning at the tree’s root.

In an instant, it seemed, the tree arrived right in front of Horn and descended toward the ground behind him.

It wasn’t vertically floating and flying through space but was horizontally crashing into Horn’s perspective.

Yet Horn wasn’t knocked flying by the giant tree as he once was.

The flame did not scorch him; it just passed through his perspective like a gentle breeze.

The tree root wrapped in transparent flames unraveled in layers before Horn, like a 3D scan, finally entering the branches and trunk bit by bit.

It was only then that Horn realized this tree was as enormous as a mountain.

Even the pipes in the thin branches at the end could accommodate an adult walking hunched over.

Behind the strange bark, there were dozens of compartments filled with densely packed gears. This was the only place Horn saw metal.