Chapter 2139: The God of Names
The sword floated in midair—white flame flickering like it remembered a language no one else could speak.
Yun Che couldn't look away.
Neither could Caizhi.
But it was Qianye Ying'er who stepped forward.
The golden aura around her pulsed—not with power, but with recognition.
> "This sword isn't just sacred," she whispered. "It's a Remnant."
Jasmine raised an eyebrow. "Of who?"
Qianye's hand hovered above the hilt.
> "The last God of Names. The one who bound concepts to reality. Every name, every law, every soul-tag… came from them. Until the Throne devoured them."
Yun Che's voice was tight. "Why do you know this?"
Qianye's hand closed on the hilt.
> "Because they were my ancestor."
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Memory Surge
White light exploded.
The room shifted.
Suddenly, they stood in a sea of stars—not illusion, but a preserved echo.
A woman stood at the center—her presence vast, her hair flowing like strands of scripture, each strand pulsing with written runes.
> "The world was born not with light," she said, "but with the first spoken name. That name shaped the void."
Yun Che could feel it.
The power of a name that created.
The woman turned. Her eyes locked on Qianye Ying'er.
> "My blood survives in you. That means the world hasn't ended yet."
Qianye dropped to one knee.
> "Why did you fall?"
> "Because I refused to unname the ones I loved."
The woman walked to Yun Che.
> "You carry the Echo."
> "What echo?"
> "The one that was never written. The Name that the Throne cannot erase, because it was never spoken aloud. It lives in your heart, not your memory."
Yun Che felt it now—pulsing, ancient, waiting.
The woman placed a hand on the sword.
> "Speak the name of your soul… and you will become more than unerasable."
> "You will become the Undoing."
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Back in the Temple
They collapsed as the vision ended.
The sword hovered still.
Caizhi held the child close. "If Yun Che becomes the Undoing… what happens to the rest of us?"
Qianye Ying'er looked at her.
Not with pride.
But fear.
> "Everything the Throne touched will unravel."
> "Including us."
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Meanwhile: The Throne's Domain
The Throne screamed—not aloud, but in concept.
It could feel the sword awakening.
And for the first time…
> It moved.
Not an avatar. Not a whisper.
But its true form.
The sky cracked.
The void wept.
And somewhere far above, all the stars in the Western Divine Region blinked out at once.