Infinite System Inheritor Return From The Abyss-Chapter 485 - 483: Release her

The goddess's voice was calm but firm. "Let's go back. It is now time for your true path to claim."

Dayanara stood still, her heart heavy from what she had seen. She didn't speak, only let the light take her.

In an instant, the rain and the bridge vanished.

When she opened her eyes, she found herself standing in a bright white room. Everything was shining the walls, the floor, even the air.

For a moment, she thought she was alone, but then her eyes adjusted.

There were people Strong presences filled the room. Their faces were familiar. The top rankers, all gathered together.

Before she could move, a cold voice echoed through the white space.

"You guys did a good job fooling us all."

Dayanara turned her head. It was Seoha. She stood with her arms crossed, her sharp eyes scanning everyone in the room.

"What…?" Dayanara whispered.

Seoha took a step forward, her tone full of irritation. "All this time, you made us believe the three paths held the divine weapons.

But it turns out…" she pointed toward the center of the room, "those were only replicas."

The room fell silent for a moment, then whispers spread like waves.

"What?"

"Impossible—mine can't be fake!"

"Then where's the real one?"

Dayanara looked where Seoha was pointing. In the middle of the room, floating above a circular platform, was a single weapon.

It glowed faintly, wrapped in golden light. The pressure it gave off was overwhelming.

Seoha spoke again. "The real divine weapon… it's here."

Everyone's eyes turned toward it some in disbelief, others in anger or awe.

Dayanara stared quietly. Her heartbeat slowed as she felt the power radiating from it. It was unlike anything she had ever felt before pure, ancient, alive.

The goddess's voice echoed softly in her mind.

"This is where your true journey begins, Dayanara."

As the murmuring continued around her, Dayanara's eyes stayed on the weapon.

Something was calling her.

Seoyang looked around the white room, her eyes scanning through the crowd. Something felt off.

"What's wrong, Auntie?" Alexa asked softly, tilting her head.

"I don't see Seojun," Seoyang replied, her voice low and uneasy.

Alexa also looked around, frowning when she saw that Seojun was really not there. "Don't worry, Auntie. He's strong. No one can hurt him," Alexa said, trying to comfort her.

Seoyang smiled faintly, but the worry stayed in her heart.

Then suddenly, a calm but powerful voice echoed through the white room. Everyone stopped talking and listened.

"The trials are over," the goddess's voice filled the air, soft but commanding. "Before you all stands the true Divine Weapon."

Everyone turned toward the center of the room. Floating there was a shining weapon covered in faint gold and silver light. Its presence was strong enough to make the air heavy.

"This weapon," the goddess continued, "is the only real one among all the replicas you have seen. It is called Ateria's Oath. It was born from the will of mortals who never gave up, even when all hope was lost."

The weapon slowly rotated in the air as beams of light spread across the room.

"The Divine Weapon has no chosen owner," the goddess said. "Each of you may try to touch it. But know this The weapon will choose only one. It will answer only to the heart it deems worthy."

Murmurs filled the white room. Some looked nervous, others excited. A few top rankers clenched their weapons, ready to test their luck.

Seoha crossed her arms and smirked. "So this is it… the real deal, huh?"

Dayanara stood quietly, her eyes fixed on the glowing weapon. She still felt the weight of her trial and couldn't stop thinking about the mother and child she couldn't save.

Seoyang glanced once more around the room, her heart whispering Seojun's name.

The goddess's voice echoed one last time.

"The Divine Weapon will awaken only once. The one it chooses… will bear both its blessing and its curse."

Everyone fell silent. The room was filled with tension as the weapon's light began to pulse, waiting for the first person brave enough to reach out.

Meanwhile, Seojun was walking alone in the forest. The air was cold and quiet, only the sound of the leaves moving could be heard.

He stopped and looked around. "How long are you gonna watch?" he said in a calm voice.

No one answered. A minute passed, only the wind replied. Seojun sighed and spoke again, this time his voice was colder. "Don't make me shatter this place."

For a moment, silence filled the forest. Then, a lazy voice finally answered, sounding amused. "Whoaaa, chill, human."

Seojun frowned. "What do you want?"

The voice chuckled softly. "Not gonna ask who I am first? Well, I'm obviously a go—"

"Release Zyraena," Seojun interrupted sharply.

The voice that once sounded playful now turned serious. "I see… you're not like your kind," the man said slowly.

Seojun's eyes glowed faintly as he looked around, sensing the energy shifting in the air. "I'm not interested in games," he said. "Show yourself."

The leaves rustled, and a faint golden light appeared above the trees. The energy coming from it was divine different from anything human.

From the light, a tall figure began to form his presence making the ground tremble slightly. His long white hair moved with the wind, and his sharp eyes looked straight at Seojun with a mix of curiosity and amusement.

"Let me not beat around the bush, Han Seojun," the god said, his smirk widening. "Hide and seek game is over. We found you."

Seojun stood still, He didn't move or speak, just looked at the god as if measuring him.

The god tilted his head. "No reaction? You're calmer than I expected. Most mortals would kneel the moment they see me."

Seojun replied in a low tone, "I've met worse things than gods."

The god laughed, the sound echoing through the forest like thunder. "Arrogant. I like that," he said, crossing his arms. "You know, you caused quite a stir up there. Even Zeus himself took interest in you. That's not something mortals can brag about."

Seojun's eyes narrowed slightly. "If you're here just to talk, then leave. I don't have time for your games."

The god raised an eyebrow, amused again. "Games? No, no, this is no game, Seojun. You think the trials, the portals, the divine weapon — all of that happened by accident?" He pointed a glowing finger at Seojun. "Everything was designed. And you, little mortal, are walking straight into the center of it."

Seojun didn't answer. He just stood there, his mana slowly rising around him like a faint black mist.

The god smiled faintly, noticing it. "Ah, there it is. The same energy Zyraena tried to hide from us. The same power that doesn't belong to any realm."

Seojun's voice dropped, cold and firm. "I'll say it again. Release her."

The god sighed dramatically. "You really do care about her, huh?" He looked to the side and chuckled. "But she broke the rules, Helping you was a sin among gods. She's paying the price."

Seojun took a step forward, the ground cracking slightly under his foot. "Then I'll make you pay the price too."

The god's smirk faded for the first time. "You dare threaten me?"

Seojun whispered, "Try me."