I, the Geo Archon Morax with 2.1 Billion Mora, Have Joined a Chat Group [74]

The battle, with its sheer intensity, was far beyond what Accelerator and Reimu Hakurei could fully grasp.

Even the three adepti who watched from the sidelines—Mountain Shaper, River Carver, and Cloud Retainer—were momentarily stunned.

Mountain Shaper, suppressing the discomfort from his earlier injuries, forced himself to his feet. Watching the combat unfold before him, he found himself speechless.

In their long lives, the adepti had seen countless conflicts. They understood that such a battle, fought with this level of precision and ferocity, could only be achieved after centuries of refinement and endless struggle.

They had once believed that among mortals and adepti alike, only the Geo Archon himself could fight the Vigilant Yaksha on equal footing. Even then, the Geo Archon might not claim a decisive upper hand.

Yet here stood this woman calling herself Fu Hua, the Crimson Plume Immortal, a perfect likeness of the long-lost QIngyun Shangjun, matching Xiao blow for blow. At times, she even seemed to gain the advantage.

The three adepti exchanged uneasy glances.

This fight was so intricate, so refined, that even the slightest interference could disrupt Xiao’s rhythm. They had no choice but to watch as Fu Hua and Xiao clashed.

Seeing their helplessness, the three adepti turned their attention to Accelerator and Reimu Hakurei, who had been resting since the start of the battle.

If they couldn’t aid Xiao, then perhaps they could secure an easy victory elsewhere.

The decision made, they prepared to move.

But then, an indescribable pressure descended upon the battlefield.

It was not elemental energy or a physical force—it was a profound, instinctive terror, as if they were prey facing a predator. Their muscles tensed, their elemental energy trembled, and a cold realization crept into their hearts.

This was no ordinary presence. It came from a power far beyond their comprehension.

It came from a pair of eyes.

The thought struck them simultaneously.

And then the truth revealed itself: the sky above the [Portable Domain] warped into void, where two golden eyes slowly formed.

“W-what…?!”

Xiao was the first to notice the gaze. Fu Hua, too, paused mid-motion, her sharp senses picking up on the oppressive presence.

She knew what this meant.

It’s time to retreat.

Using Xiao’s brief hesitation, Fu Hua darted back, rejoining Accelerator and Reimu. Together, they looked up at the sky.

In unison, they murmured, “Overseer!”

The four adepti, now fully aware of the celestial gaze, turned their eyes upward as well.

The golden eyes were devoid of emotion, exuding an aura of divinity and authority. Peering deeper into their glow, it was as if reality itself unfolded.

Within those eyes, they saw an endless ocean and a single colossal tree, its lush green leaves stretching infinitely. Beneath the tree, bubbles floated above the waves, each shimmering with iridescent beauty yet appearing heartbreakingly fragile.

The ocean depths were an abyss, impenetrably dark.

In front of one of the bubbles, a seven-headed dragon loomed. Each of its heads bore a different crown, guarding the bubble like a sacred treasure.

The adepti’s vision focused further, bringing them closer to the dragon. On one of its golden heads, its piercing eyes reflected everything—the bubble, the continent of Teyvat within, and the current battle in Liyue Harbor.

The four adepti awoke abruptly, disoriented.

They looked around, finding no trace of Fu Hua, Accelerator, or Reimu. Even the [Portable Domain] had vanished without a sound.

Only the Traveler remained, standing nearby with a bewildered expression.

“Phew...”

Xiao exhaled deeply, his emotions in turmoil. Yet, as always, he said nothing.

“What now?” Cloud Retainer asked, her voice strained as she addressed the others.

Mountain Shaper coughed, his tone heavy. “First, we return to the Wangshu Inn and rest. Then we’ll hear the Traveler’s account of what transpired, especially during the Rite of Descension. Not a single detail can be overlooked.”

“Agreed,” River Carver nodded. “We should also summon Madam Ping to join us. Her perspective will be invaluable for understanding this situation.”

“Very well.”

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Far away, on Celestia, a being stirred.

They opened their eyes briefly, gazing toward Liyue.

After several seconds of silent observation, they closed their eyes once more.

---

In Mondstadt, the carefree bard continued singing in the town square.

The so-called best bard of Mondstadt, however, had only a few children around him, feeding pigeons while barely listening to his songs.

But this didn’t bother him. He lived for freedom, his songs a reflection of the wind’s eternal whimsy.

Even without his Gnosis, he felt freer than ever, unshackled from the burdens of governance.

He was a dandelion seed, drifting on the breeze, with no care for where he might land.

As he sang, however, he suddenly stopped.

His carefree expression gave way to a frown, his gaze turning eastward toward Liyue.

After several moments, he smiled, though his song changed to a solemn tune.

“When I behold all things that grow,”
“Perfect for but a fleeting moment;”
“On this stage of the world, nothing remains,”
“But the stars, drawing secrets in their dance.”
“O gods of this world,”
“All that is past is but a prologue.”
“For your sake, I shall defy time itself.”

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In Liyue, unaware of the bard’s distant song, Accelerator, Reimu, and Fu Hua suddenly found themselves back in Zhongli’s home.

Blinking, they realized they were standing in the middle of his training session with Bell Cranel and Subaru Natsuki.

Zhongli’s golden eyes glowed faintly, though they quickly returned to normal.

Fu Hua frowned, hesitant to ask about the vision she’d seen. After a moment, she shook her head and let it go.

Accelerator, however, broke the silence with his trademark arrogance. “Hey, Zhongli, didn’t you say this wasn’t supposed to be dangerous?!”

Zhongli turned toward them, his usual calm demeanor unchanged. He scanned the group, noting Fu Hua and Reimu’s unscathed appearance and Accelerator’s battered, bloodied state.

Crossing one arm over his chest and resting his hand on his chin, he nodded thoughtfully.

“Logically speaking, if you had exercised caution, avoided recklessness, and employed sound tactics...”

“Hmm... you wouldn’t have ended up like this.”

“But as it stands, it seems I underestimated one critical factor.”

He smiled faintly.

“Because you are Accelerator, after all.”

“Ha!”

Accelerator sneered, but even he couldn’t hide a slight grin.

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T/N: wow not even 2 chapters later and I get corrected... I should use [Sha Naqba Imuru] more... ALSO what do you guys think about me drawing Zhongli's seven headed form?

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