Mystery: Beginning with the Pope of Night.

Chapter 569 The “Original” Personality
Truman looked at the Chinese-style palace in front of him and was unable to react for a moment.

The main hall covers a very large area, with subsidiary halls scattered all over the place. The main bodies are bright red, with golden eaves carved with dragons and painted with phoenixes. Everywhere is filled with a strong oriental royal style.

But this palace is not very serious...

Truman looked at the palace, and the information here unconsciously flooded into his mind. Ignoring some of the white images and the strange sounds, this was indeed one of the most famous sects in Shenzhou.

"Chik? It's you again!" Truman narrowed his eyes slightly, and the next moment he passed the palace where all kinds of strange sounds were faintly coming from, and went straight to the deepest part.

During this process, Truman's attire also changed naturally, becoming a Chinese white Hanfu robe, and his hair was tied up with a jade crown.

He gently pushed open a door and saw his own...statue.

Truman twitched the corner of his mouth, then looked at the woman kneeling in front of the statue.

"Who?!" The woman finally noticed Truman's entry. She stood up suddenly with a look of horror on her face. At the same time, her plump figure twisted naturally, emitting a strong sense of charm.

"Ah, the fairy tale version of a witch?" Truman raised his eyebrows and looked at this beauty.

Needless to say, the appearance is well understood by high-level witches, but the face that conforms to the aesthetics of Shenzhou is somewhat different from the other side.

"But it seems a little weird..." Truman walked towards the witch leisurely.

This woman, who could occupy a seat in the entire Shenzhou upper echelons, was completely stunned where she was, staring at Truman's face with her eyes wide open.

It has to be said that Chick's statue is still very restored, and what the Hehuan Sect Master is seeing now is the statue that he has been worshipping for thousands of years.

"...True Immortal!?" The leader of the Hehuan Sect called out this honorific title with trembling hands.

"Real immortal?" Truman inexplicably felt the triggering of cause and effect, and it was at this time that he slightly relaxed his sensitivity to the believers.

For a moment, a surge of faith or incense gathered towards where Truman was.

Rumble!
The divine power of incense that has been accumulated for thousands of years has found its home. The next moment, the river of incense will gather together, and the true immortal will be born to save all living beings!

Stop... Truman just took a look and cut off such a thread of fate. These things would only expose his whereabouts.

"A believer pays homage to the Immortal! A believer has worshipped the Immortal for thousands of years. Today I finally have the opportunity to meet the Immortal. I only pray that the Immortal will protect our Hehuan Sect and help it survive countless calamities and ascend to the Pure Land of Bliss forever. The entire Hehuan Sect will obey the Immortal's orders and will not refuse even if death is the cost..."

Truman did not say anything, but listened with a strange expression as the leader of the Hehuan Sect revealed a lot of secret information.

True Immortal was undoubtedly his title in Shenzhou. He still remembered that the monster that had crawled out of the "Eternal Dark River" had called him "Ancient Free and Easy Immortal"...

I have to say, under the crazy rules of this universe, his title of "Xiaoyao Zhenxian" is quite appropriate.

There is also the concept of infinite calamity, which is the end of the world, and the Pure Land of Bliss, could it be "Fantasy Township"...

"When did you erect this statue?" Truman looked at the statue.

The statue’s attire is extremely similar to his current attire, and its dreamy atmosphere naturally exudes the aura of the “Pure Land of Bliss”.

"One thousand three hundred years ago, the true immortal returned from nothingness. The incarnations of the White Lotus Holy Mother and the Holy Messenger of Doomsday were born from their hometown of vacuum and brought the true immortal's order..." The leader of the Hehuan Sect unconsciously revealed all the information.

"Stop, what the hell is the White Lotus Mother?" Truman heard something extremely weird.

"The Virgin Mary is the symbol of infinite calamities, the son of doomsday..." Truman opened his mouth slightly. Chick was playing around quite a bit.

There is no need to make any other considerations at this time point of 1,300 years, as that time coincides with the end of the Fourth Age and the beginning of the Fifth Age in the southern and northern continents.

The "Lord of Mysteries" woke up during that period of time and sent Chick into the "weakness" created by the "City of Disaster", after which Chick came into contact with Shenzhou.

It was also at this time that He gradually established another "Witch Sect" in Shenzhou.

"Huh, I didn't expect to find Chick first..." Truman's eyes were a little complicated, but he soon calmed down.

He pointed a finger directly at the center of Hehuan Sect Leader's brow, and slowly pulled out the causal line between her and the so-called "White Lotus Mother".

"Chik, City of Disaster, let's solve it together." Truman pinched the thread of cause and effect in his hand, took a step forward, and stepped into the void.

And what appeared before Him was the "City of Disaster"!
Truman opened the door and entered the "City of Disaster" directly. The "Book of Dreams" appeared in his hand and opened it, directly cutting this piece of void and completely isolating it from the outside world!
"I knew you would come." A charming voice appeared directly in Truman's ears, making Truman frown slightly.

In front of Truman was a bloody city, and at the city gate stood a woman who could make the whole world pale in comparison.

"Original Witch" Chick!
This Chick was different from the ones Truman had seen before. He rarely had that kind of world-destroying aura. He looked more like a wife waiting for her husband to come home.

"Have you taken control of the 'City of Disaster'?" Truman looked inside the city. From his perspective, a rusty black battle flag was slowly fluttering behind Chick.

As the battle flags fluttered, countless doomsday disasters surged above them. Once they poured out, the entire earth would not be able to withstand them.

"Thanks to you, I completed the last step." Chick smiled sweetly and looked at Truman infatuatedly.

"...I really don't like the look in your eyes right now. All I have left is my appetite." Truman looked at Chick. He had long been able to face this look calmly.

"Wouldn't it be nice to be with me?" Chick's face changed, but he still couldn't hide his appetite. From Truman's point of view, he had gone completely crazy.

“I’m no one’s food.”

"What about at the beginning?"

Truman suddenly became serious and looked at Chick, "You seem to be really getting closer to Him."

He naturally would not forget the reason why the "Lord of Mysteries" sent Chick away.

The "Original Witch" represents the negative side of the "Original Creator", and because of her extreme desire for "Dreams" and catalyzed by the "Lord of Mysteries", it is now unknown how far she has come.

"You know, you were almost born as the Old One, and in order to be closer to you, I gave up my resistance to the 'Original' and took the initiative to embrace Him, but I didn't 'go crazy'."

The "original" here refers to the "original creator" who created the universe.

Truman's face was as gloomy as water and he said nothing.

"Because He has recognized me, or rather, I have become one of His personalities. This makes it easy for me to control the City of Disaster."

The "City of Disaster" was originally split from the "Prime Creator", so it is very reasonable to be controlled by the "Prime" personality.

(End of this chapter)