The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

Chapter 1361 - 397: Butterfly of All Things (Part 4)

After all, no matter how you look at it, it is crafted by a high civilization; the mages of the Academic State's Source Magic School are clearly insignificant in front of the Ethereal Builders.

Hovering around the necklace, Luo Yan curiously asked a question.

"What is its purpose?"

The curator answered gently with spiritual waves.

"It's called the 'Butterfly of All Things.' You just need to inject a trace of spiritual power into it, and you can summon one or several butterfly avatars constructed of ether. You can exchange positions with any of the ether butterflies at any time, without worrying about subspace backlash."

"I guess you've already mastered the technology of the teleportation gate, but the travel experience it offers you must not be very pleasant, right?"

This guy guessed it right.

The experience was not just unpleasant, it could even be described as terrible, and the stronger the person, the greater the backlash they suffered.

Hearing the curator's words, Luo Yan almost held his breath instantly and responded after a long while with spiritual waves suppressing excitement.

"Even... traveling to another planet?"

The curator smiled and nodded.

"As long as it's within the same universe, no matter how far, it's possible."

Implying that other worlds outside the void are inaccessible.

But that didn't matter much.

Luo Yan didn't have that need anyway.

He was quite satisfied with his universe, and traveling through again would just mean repeating what he had done before.

"How can I take it out?"

Faced with the Ancient God's interesting inquiry, the curator smiled and said, "It's easy, the moment you touch it, it's already with you. In fact... isn't there something similar in your Sea of Consciousness? I seem to feel its presence, it also seems to be something behind the Void Realm."

Something similar?

Is it referring to the "stele" that marks the divine nature?

Luo Yan only knew it was a relic left by Linte Isaac and had never heard Principal Avin mention any connection to the void.

However, if one had to say, it could indeed be related to the void.

After all, Linte Isaac did not belong to the Aus Continent, but was a transmigrator like himself. Their souls did not belong to this world but were outsiders.

"Thank you... um, should I return the favor a little? But we're not sure how to send objects to the back of the Void Realm, or you could just take something yourself?" Receiving such a gift suddenly made Luo Yan feel a bit embarrassed, as its value to him surpassed even a demigod-level divine artifact, and he had never received such a grand gift before.

The curator just chuckled at these words.

"No need, you've already given us a lot, and this gift itself is our reciprocal gesture of goodwill. Thank you for providing us with positive guidance when we needed help the most, or else... we surely wouldn't have met again."

Luo Yan didn't think he had done such a great thing; in fact, he felt more like he played the role of an irresponsible father, like his own father.

However, since the Solipsi people had already reconciled with the creator, there was no need for him to engage in unnecessary modesty.

That would be redundant for both of them.

Happy moments are always fleeting.

Even though there were still billions of painting scrolls worth viewing here, the time for both the Solipsi people and the Aus people was running out.

After presenting the gift to the Ancient Gods, the curator, with a butterfly perched on his shoulder, passed through the long corridor showcasing the rise and fall of civilization and returned to the starting point of their journey — in front of the painting depicting pastoral scenes and monoliths.

He respectfully re-entered the painting with the Ancient God, returning to the serene fields.

This was the starting point of their encounter.

Standing beneath the windmill not far from the stele, the curator used gentle spiritual waves to say the final goodbye.

"Praise our encounter, we have no doubt that this must be the most beautiful meeting in the universe."

"But please remember, don't walk too long in the void."

"And be wary of that guy named Novel."

"You'll meet him again."

The time for parting had arrived.

Though the connection between the two worlds through the Void Realm passage wouldn't collapse, this world no longer held any secrets to explore or anything worth uncovering.

Here, it was just a painting recording the past years.

Luo Yan promised the curator that he would faithfully document everything he saw in the Void Realm for future generations to see.

As for the pendant, since it was a gift from the Solipsi people, there was naturally no reason to leave it to the Academic State, nor could he give it away.

At the moment his consciousness was about to leave, Luo Yan suddenly remembered something and said to the curator, "Wait... I forgot to tell you, my name is Luo Yan."

"That's my real name."

After all, there was no one else here.

The two communicated directly using spiritual waves, and he wasn't worried about anyone overhearing.

Upon hearing this honest admission, a knowing smile appeared in the curator's spiritual waves, and he responded lightly.

"We already knew."

That was the last sentence he left in Luo Yan's consciousness.

At the instant his spiritual waves faded away, Luo Yan's consciousness had returned to reality.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and the concerned faces in the Colinta Laboratory, including Youyou, appeared beside him, looking anxiously at him.

"Are you alright, Lord Demon King?"

Luo Yan did not answer but looked at those researchers who were gazing at him with concern.

"How long did I sleep?"

The researchers present exchanged confused glances.

Finally, Miller was the first to speak.

He spoke softly.

"About thirty minutes..."

Thirty minutes...

That wasn't too long.

Luo Yan originally thought he had stayed in the Void Realm for a whole day, but he didn't expect the time there to have been accelerated.

He looked towards the Void Realm passage not far away; the world beyond the lens truly had returned to its original state, all serene and idyllic countryside.

The curator, who seemed like a pope, was gone, and instead, the actors working in the fields had returned to their original positions.

Just as the curator had said, they always needed a sense of ceremony for the remaining time; perhaps to them, displaying their diligence to the ancient gods from memories was also a satisfaction.

After all, it was "harvest" that the Ancient Gods first bestowed upon them.

"Your Highness... what did you see?" Miller cautiously asked.

Not just Miller, but all the mages present were awaiting his response, looking at him with expectant eyes.

Including Youyou.

"That would be a long story, I'll need some time to sort it out before I tell you," Luo Yan said, sighing lightly and giving an ambiguous answer before his gaze fell into his own palm.

He could clearly sense that power imprinted in his Sea of Consciousness and ready to be called upon.

But what surprised him most was not the crystalline "Void Realm Wonder," but something else entirely —

It seemed he had broken through again.