Chapter 2102 - 51: The Disappearance of Ian Silverpeak

Chapter 2102: Chapter 51: The Disappearance of Ian Silverpeak

Ian chuckled softly and said, his expression gradually solemn: [Moreover, I have indeed committed many evils, many sacrifices... This is the ’original sin’ I bear.]

[But I believe that if I can walk far enough, then perhaps, I can rectify these ’mistakes’. Not only the mistakes of this universe’s space-time, but even those farther and in other space-times as well.]

[Elder, I have always looked toward the distance.]

"I understand."

The old man nodded slightly: "You are always like this... I’ve heard that the Perpetual Motion Machine can resurrect anyone you wish to resurrect, is this true?"

"You know, although this place is no longer rural, rumors about Perpetual Motion Machines are always very exaggerated."

[Of course, it can.] Ian’s answer was decisive and powerful: [With just the Perpetual Motion Machine, it might not be possible, but if you reach the Sixth Echelon, possessing the ability to connect with the Great Aether Circulation and browse all past and future information, resurrecting a person is not difficult.]

[As long as you are strong enough and walk far enough, looking back, there will always be chances to rectify the hardships and regrets along the way.]

[Only by remaining in place will one never reach the reality they wish to achieve.]

As he said this, Ian took a bone from his Huai.

A pure white and crystalline bone, rather it was a kind of white jade, a metal mineral with a crystal-like texture.

"This is..."

Elder Prude was somewhat caught off guard, he took the bone in confusion, raised his head and looked at Ian questioningly.

And the humanoid shape in the rain mist smiled: [This is my bone.]

[Elder, bury me with them.]

"This is... why? Ian, what are you planning?" The old man raised his head in confusion, his premonition told him this unusual action of Ian’s was an indication of some more dangerous omen—consider that Ian hadn’t even come to the cemetery to say goodbye to the ashes of his parents and teacher when he attempted to advance to the Sixth Echelon, turning into that massive Giant of Light!

But when Elder Prude looked up, he saw Ian’s phantasms slowly dissipating: [Just as you guessed, Elder, I’m going to do something I’m not sure about.]

[So, for now. This fragile, mortal, Ian who loves his relatives and accompanies you is staying here.]

[My remains will protect this place, protect you, and stay with you all.]

Before the phantasms dissipated, he spoke his last words.

[Henceforth, I will not leave you.]

Meanwhile, at Silver Peak’s Summit.

"No, no, no, this is too strange..."

Adalbert looked with a complex expression at the ’heart’ in his hand—rather than a heart, it was a power furnace made of fresh blood, thunder, and scorching lava: "Ian, although I did keep your heart at your behest, but there’s no need this time, right?"

"This is no longer your heart; it’s your power furnace now..."

[Material body no longer holds significance for me; if I wish, I can create as many as I desire with a bit of time.]

Ian shook his head slightly: [I want to completely dive into the deepest part of the Ether Sea to seek the mysteries beneath the circulation; while the body is the ark ferrying the soul through tribulations, my physical form has already reached its destination.]

[Since so, might as well serve as a beacon guiding my power... If you ever find yourselves in danger, unexpected events occur, you can call upon me, and my power will descend to be with you.]

"No."

And Yisen Gard, on the side, spoke with an indescribable expression: "I think Adalbert isn’t misunderstanding your intention, rather it’s just that the appearance... is a bit bizarre."

In Yisen Gard’s hand was the ’skull’—to be honest, when Ian handed over the skull, he blinked, wiped his eyes, then continued to blink, repeated twice before confirming it was Ian’s skull.

In truth, he found it hard to accept, especially as Ian, now vaguely radiant and statue-like, had no fluctuations, making Yisen feel that the skull in his hand may not be real, nor did it seem as meaningful or charismatic as Ian’s previous actions.

—This really isn’t okay.

[To explain... the fact is, to me, my body still remains intact.]

Scratching his head, Ian felt it was difficult to explain this to his friends, but he attempted: [Aether is a force that transcends time and space, and while I haven’t become the Star God, achieving the perfect Aether Body, internally, I’ve completed this Ascension.]

[The heart, skull, and rib I placed at Harrison Port in your hands are all a form of ’conceptual’ power, representing power, will, and protection. Although spatially separated, as if my body had been dismembered, in truth, they still reside within my ’body’ at the Aether level, and I can use these parts to wield my true power at any time.]

[Material space-time.]

Clearly, judging by Yisen and Adalbert’s expressions, these two were still quite hard to accept this.

"I actually think it’s pretty cool!"

And Sio, quite cheerfully, placed a green gem—specifically, Ian’s left eye—on his forehead: "Actually, it’s just like the Dragon Soul, no matter how one reshapes the body in different space-times, essentially they are together with the Dragon Soul essence, allowing us to switch freely, separate and merge at will."