Godslayer: Reincarnated with SSS Rank Cultivation System-Chapter 188: System’s Voice
It all happened so suddenly, so quickly. Neither Wen Ran nor Xiao Mo could have ever imagined what fate awaited them. In an instant, everything around them plunged into darkness, as though the moon itself had disappeared, leaving the world shrouded in eternal night. Then came the cold—a biting, frigid rush that swept through both of their bodies, its icy touch gnawing at their very core.
What is happening to me? Wen Ran thought calmly, his mind racing but his body remaining still. He didn't panic. He knew the system would never dare to kill him—or would it? He dismissed that unsettling thought, unwilling to focus on something he couldn't control. For now, all he wanted was to understand what was happening to him and Xiao Mo as the system seemed to proceed with some kind of evolution. He could feel a change, but what that change meant, he had yet to figure out.
He found her tiny head in the darkness and rested his palm on it, gently patting to calm her. He didn't fully understand why, but somehow this evolution was affecting Xiao Mo as well. That in itself was strange. Yet beneath his touch, he could feel her tension easing, her small body beginning to relax. To Xiao Mo, that simple gesture of affection was everything. In a moment filled with uncertainty and fear, his presence was her anchor.
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The silence that followed was heavy, like a thick fog pressing in on all sides. There was no sound, no light, only the overwhelming sense that they were suspended in something vast and unknowable.
Then, from the depth of pain, came warmth. It was faint, but undeniably present. A subtle shift pulsed through Wen Ran's body. He couldn't tell if it was real or just imagined, but there was a sensation of strength gathering inside him. His limbs felt slightly denser, his presence a little larger. He even thought he might have grown taller, though there was no way to be certain. It was only a feeling, and nothing more.
Suddenly, a bell tolled.
CLANG!
The sound struck like a divine hammer against the sky, so loud and intense it seemed to tear through the very fabric of existence. It shook the void around them, rattling the silence with a force that felt almost apocalyptic. Yet Wen Ran and Xiao Mo were still alone, trapped in this space, untouched by anything else.
Then, another toll followed.
CLANG!
This time, the sound carried weight. It felt ancient, like it had echoed across the heavens for eternity. It was not just noise—it was a proclamation. Something had been announced. Or perhaps it was a call, a signal to some higher force. Either way, it reverberated through every inch of Wen Ran's being.
He gritted his teeth as the pressure increased. His muscles locked, his breath caught in his chest. He could feel his body being suppressed by the sound. It wasn't just in his ears—it was inside his bones, dragging him down.
This is bad, he thought. Something is fighting back against the system.
He wasn't sure what it was. Maybe the world itself, some law of balance trying to resist the unnatural force surging through me. But why would it intervene now? And how?
Questions spun in his head, but there were no answers. He was trapped, unable to move. Even if he wanted to escape, there was nowhere to run. He and Xiao Mo were in Lian Zhen's domain now. And if Lian Zhen didn't want to release them, there was nothing Wen Ran could do about it.
Not yet.
Unless I find a way to break out on my own. But as things stood, he had no leads, no power, no escape.
I'm simply too weak.
"Then allow me to give you the power you seek, the great godslayer..." Suddenly, a loud, ancient voice that seemed to come from the depths of hell sounded in his mind. It was weak, yet it was domineering, as if it was not asking but demanding for Wen Ran to allow it to give him power.
"Who are you?" Wen Ran asked calmly, he had a feeling, yet he had to confirm anyway.
"It does not matter who I am, it does not matter why I'm here. All you need to know is that I had always been with you in this world, watching your every move, your every choice. And now I am offering you to become more powerful. Do you dare to accept, or is your heart still attached to the weakness that once killed you?"
Wen Ran smirked at those words, almost chuckling. He knew for a fact it was the system's voice; there was something more inside of him.
"You're the system, right? Good, good, very good. I've been waiting to hear the voice that made my life miserable," Wen Ran's crimson eyes shined bright in the dark, his hatred toward this voice clear.
"I can be whatever you want—system, human, god, immortal, whatever you wish. Yet, it seems you have figured out quite easily that I'm a part of you. You're smart after all, but dumb as a rock at the same time, always making stupid decisions that put your life at risk, having me save you by using your lifespan to convert it to power." The voice seemed annoyed, but it still provided Wen Ran with a strange warmth. He could feel his body growing stronger, as did Xiao Mo's. What was the catch? What kind of strength was this? And how the hell was Wen Ran now the bully here?
I should curse this system to hell, Wen Ran thought, but most likely, it could already feel what he thought.
"I want to ask, before this, just one question," Wen Ran said, his voice cutting through the tense silence with a clarity that betrayed no hesitation.
"You may ask anything." The system's voice, flat and devoid of emotion, answered immediately. It was as if it existed solely to obey, to provide, but there was an underlying power in its words that Wen Ran could sense, lurking just beneath the surface.
Wen Ran took a moment, his crimson eyes narrowing slightly as he regarded the void around him. The world, or what was left of it, seemed to hang on the brink of collapse. The air felt thick, charged with the weight of something that could change everything. He could feel Xiao Mo's soft presence beside him, her tiny body trembling ever so slightly, as if waiting for something monumental to unfold.
"Good. Just this: Will I be able to live eternally with your help and bring those around me to eternity as well?" His question was blunt, direct—there was no need for unnecessary words. Wen Ran had learned long ago that power, true power, was about decisiveness. His heart was set on one goal, one singular desire: immortality.
The silence that followed stretched on, pressing in from all sides. For a brief moment, it felt as though time itself had frozen. Wen Ran's mind raced, piecing together fragments of the system's cryptic words, calculating what this would mean for him and Xiao Mo, for his journey and his ambitions.
Then, without warning, the system spoke again, but this time its words were slow, deliberate, as though it was not just answering, but thinking—a concept that felt almost foreign coming from something that had once seemed purely mechanical.
"If you kill the one who created me, you shall be free from the binds. You will be able to live for all eternity to come and more. Yet the path will not be easy. Even with my power, it's hard to say if you'll have enough perseverance to continue when everything falls to ashes in the great future."
The system's voice seemed to hold a certain weight to it, the kind that pressed on Wen Ran's chest, urging him to consider the consequences. He knew it wasn't just talking about surviving—it was talking about enduring. This wasn't about just achieving power; this was about walking a path where the cost of failure wasn't just his life, but the unraveling of everything he had ever known.
"If so, then I shall reward you with the power of the first fragment. This first fragment will make you invincible under the mortal realm once you reach the Nascent Soul realm. So tell me again, the one who seeks the destruction of balance, are you ready to accept my gift?"
Wen Ran's mind flashed with images of destruction—gods crumbling, worlds collapsing, and him standing at the center, the one who had bent reality to his will. His lips curled into a wicked smile, one filled with a dark, primal hunger.
'The first fragment...' The words reverberated in his mind. A fragment of power so immense it could make him invincible. The sheer possibility of it sent a shiver of exhilaration down his spine.
"Then here I thought you'd never ask." Wen Ran's voice was laced with cold amusement, yet it was also thick with resolve. He took a step forward, his crimson gaze fixed unwaveringly on the void where the system's voice echoed from. His heart beat in steady rhythm, but his pulse quickened at the thought of what was to come. "Give me all the power you have. I will take it all, without hesitation. As long as I can kill those gods and watch their world burn, I'll sacrifice everything except myself. And when it's all over, I'll live forever in peace and quiet, untouched by time or death."
