Myth: The Ruler of Spirituality - Chapter 58:
Chapter 58: Chapter 35: Land of Eternal Night
Translator: 549690339
“Then let’s go.”
Under the illumination of the Nether Moon, Laine spoke.
Since he had made a decision, he didn’t plan to waste any more time.
However, before leaving, Laine glanced to the west.
In that direction, there was a presence trying hard to conceal itself, but it was conspicuously obvious.
“What, isn’t that your man?”
“No, unless there’s a surprise, that’s probably someone sent by Cronus.”
Sensing the invisible current that thought itself well hidden under the Nether Moon, Laine found it somewhat amusing.
One of the four Wind Gods, specifically which one remained to be confirmed, but from the aura, it was most likely Zephyrus, the God of West Wind, who was turned away last time.
The other party had been there for a long time, but since Laine had been staying in the Spirit Realm all along, he hadn’t bothered with him. But whether it was the God of West Wind or not, Laine didn’t really understand why he dared to ‘secretly’ surveil in the presence of him and a Primordial God.
Even for Laine, unless he hid in history, whenever he set foot on the Underworld or the earth, he would be subtly sensed by Gaia. The Wind God’s concealment was more a matter of physical transformation, which might fool other gods, but in front of Laine and the Primordial Gods, his presence would be seen in an instant.
“Do you want me to deal with him?”
At his side, Nyx said carelessly.
She wasn’t interested in why Cronus sent someone to watch Nether Moon’s movements, but the fact that the other party dared to stay after seeing her was a challenge to her authority.
“No need, I can probably guess what he’s here for,”
Shaking his head, Laine said indifferently,
“Cronus wants to make a move on the stars, but I also have a few Star Gods among my subordinates. He probably anticipates that if there’s a sign of me intervening in the conflict, he would try to stop me in advance. After all, I am not a Titan deity; he doesn’t have to consider his brothers.”
“But since he wants to know what I’m up to, let’s show him. Let’s go. If this guy is still here when I come back, it won’t be late to deal with him then.”
Ignoring Zephyrus’s presence, Laine didn’t mind letting him report to the Divine King. But if he dared to come again later, that would be a different story.
“Then let’s go.”
Indifferent, Nyx nodded and walked towards the edge of the Underworld.
To someone like the God of West Wind, unless he jumped in front of her, Nyx wouldn’t even bother to glance at him. Whether resolved or ignored, it made no difference to her.
Passing through the grey plains, by the banks of the River Styx, under the guidance of Lady Night, Laine arrived at the Land of Eternal Night for the first time.
At the creation of the world, Darkness enshrouded everything, and Eternal Night covered the sky, but when the true God of the Sky was born, both sank below the earth, between the Abyss and the earth’s strata.
Latter, due to the interweaving of the original powers of the four Primordial Gods, the Underworld was born. At the edge of the Underworld lies the domain of Eternal Night and Darkness, which is why Nether Moon has a high status in the Underworld, and Hecate, following its trajectory, even became the sub-ruler of the Underworld.
For the Underworld is actually defined by the range enveloped by the light of the Nether Moon. Where there is light, there is the Underworld. Where there is Lightless, there is Darkness and Eternal Night. Unlike the surface, the Underworld also expands with the rise of the world’s Source Power, but its expansion is not a growth of land, but the limits of the Nether Moon’s illumination.
Therefore, the expansion speed of the Underworld in this world is actually even more rapid than that of the land on the surface. Because now, the Nether Moon is the external manifestation of the Spirit Realm, its ‘light’ emitted in turns by the seven Moons of Spirituality, which is much more powerful than the original trajectory.
One might say that if one didn’t consider Laine’s ‘privatization of public property,’ overall, under the restructuring of the Spirit Realm, the Origin of Chaos has actually increased, only that for now, this growth only manifests in the expanded area of the world.
“Is this the Land of Eternal Night?”
Following Nyx, Laine crossed the boundary between light and night. Everything went black for a moment, but the next instant, the surroundings brightened again.
Contrary to Laine’s expectation, the Land of Eternal Night, though only harboring the “night”, was not devoid of light.
Although he could not find its source, Laine could distinctly discern that the brightness of the Land of Eternal Night came from celestial bodies in the night sky, including the illusory stars he had hung there himself, their starlight also capable of shining into this place.
This was the domain of the Primordial Gods, and the alternating day and night of the present world were nothing more than the ebb and flow of the external powers from this place. After all, night existed long before the birth of the Sun.
Therefore, it was not the rising and setting of the Sun that determined day and night, but the persistence of nightfall that divided dark and light.
“The legends of the Gods tell that the Land of Eternal Night is the underskirt of the Goddess of the Night, and that Lady Night weaves her hemline in secrecy, adorned with stars as her embellishments.”
“Now it seems, the rumor holds some truth.”
As he admired this mysteriously beautiful scenery that he had never seen before, Laine couldn’t help but express his sincere admiration.
“Then you’re going to be disappointed, because apart from the night, there’s nothing else here.”
The tone was as always, but this time, Nyx’s heart stirred slightly.
She planned to find out later who was the first to utter ‘the underskirt of the Goddess of the Night’.
The Gods probably didn’t realize that, in the domain of Fate, her true form was the embodiment of “Destined”, and that the Mother Night’s most proficient domain was “Calamity”, actually.
As he moved forward, wandering through the Land of Eternal Night, Laine felt a peace that came from deep within. In his eyes, this place was nothing but a quiet and beautiful garden, with plants along the way that were rare to see outside, no different from the ground above, except for the dim skies.
Beyond the plants, there were many forms of life hidden within the cloak of night. Laine could feel that they were once souls that stemmed from his own hand.
Within the Land of Eternal Night, those peculiar beings seemed to have become quasi-god existences. They radiated powers such as “Fear”, “Silence”, “Calamity”, and even a small amount of “Chaos” mingled within.
The former was the manifestation of Lady Night’s sovereign power, while the latter was the residue from the dawn of creation.
Without Nyx’s guidance, any god or mortal entering the Land of Eternal Night would not see the slightest glimmer of light. They would grope in the curtain of night, only to become fertilizer for plants that seem normal but whose insides are now unknown, or to be utterly consumed by the life that roams this place.
Even as gods, they might not die, but an eternal slumber would be no different from death. Every ounce of Divine Power they derived from their Godhood would be drawn out, and they would never wake up again.
Laine couldn’t tell how long they had walked, but he felt the pervasive Chaos around them slowly diminishing, until it vanished completely, and the power of the night became more intense than ever before. Gradually, Laine began to feel an aura closer to that of the world.
It was “Fate and Karma”, “Inevitable Destiny”, and “Natural Order”.
Lady Night’s Tri-phased Incarnation, or rather, Chaos’s current Tri-phased Incarnation. Of the Primordial Gods, the Night was the last to be born but bore the world’s greater favor.
Until a certain moment, Nyx, who was leading the way, suddenly stopped.
“We’ve arrived,” she said.
“Arrived?”
A little confused, Laine asked, “What about the ’embryo of the God of Sleep’ you mentioned?”
“Heh, isn’t it right there?”
With a curl of her lips, Nyx stretched out her hand and pointed ahead.
Following her direction, Laine looked over to see a large white ‘Somnus Blossom’ gently swaying in the middle of a purple field.
The embryo of the God of Sleep was not some giant cocoon, nor did it bear any traces of flesh.
A flower, that was all it was.
