Chapter 503: Chapter 288: Cultivation World 78
A cold sense of rejection came, as the residual will within the bones resisted external probing. These ancient clans, even in death, continued to guard their secrets.
Simultaneously, her "Space Antenna" acutely picked up that around those dark golden patches of dried Divine Blood, the surrounding spatial structure had an abnormal, faint gravitational pull.
They were not inanimate objects; rather, they seemed suppressed and solidified by the Ending Law of this desperate land, yet a core trace of origin remained tenaciously, albeit extremely slowly... attempting to reorganize!
This confirmed her judgement: the chaotic Returning Ruins force that led her here was of the same origin as this Divine Blood! Was the gray-white glow that forcibly exiled her some kind of stress response or preset trap of this Divine Blood land?
Si Lingle did not forcibly break through the bone seal but sat cross-legged at the center of the triangular area formed by the three patches of Divine Blood.
She needed first to establish her foothold here, allowing her Divine Body and Void Divine Core to adapt to the suppression of the Ending Law.
This desolate place’s extinction was not purely void, but a "heaviness" formed after the solidification of the law, enough to obliterate vitality.
The power of the [Void Divine Core] no longer extended outward to stabilize space but turned inward.
The Space Power constructed an intricate microcycling network throughout the billions of meridians in her body, with every absorbed trace of thin Chaotic Energy being repeatedly compressed and refined by this network, then used to nurture the Divine Body and solidify the Divine Soul.
From the outside, the divine light on her body rapidly dimmed, almost merging with the surrounding black Crystal Mountain, with her aura converged to the utmost, resembling an ancient, unyielding rock.
In her sea of consciousness, the [Heart Origin Universe Map] did not fall silent due to the suppression of external laws; instead, it operated in an even more steady rhythm.
The stars condensed by the Power of Laws began consciously guiding wisps of dark law aura that represented "ending" and "sealing," which invaded the sea of consciousness.
The Universe Map, like a boundless furnace, decomposed and reconstructed these energy fragments filled with a sense of deathly silence.
The originally bright and brilliant starlight dimmed but gained a quality of profundity, archaicness, and indestructibility despite calamity. New star paths representing the characteristics of endings seemed to faintly appear in the map.
Time lost its meaning here.
It was unknown how much time had passed before Si Lingle slowly opened her eyes, with a trace of persistent gray cold light settling in the depths of her silver pupils.
Her sense of rejection towards this desperate place’s laws had greatly diminished, and her Divine Body operated much more smoothly.
More importantly, her understanding of Space Power had integrated a characteristic of the immortal end.
Her spatial barrier was not only impregnable but also came with an embryonic artistic conception of obliterating all things and returning to the ruins.
Only at this moment did she truly focus her attention on the three patches of Divine Blood and the erased ancient rune.
Utilizing her initial adaptation and comprehension of this spatial law, a layer of extremely restrained silvery-gray radiance entwined around her fingertips, carrying a hint of the new ending Dao rhyme from the Universe Map, cautiously probing the blood traces surrounding the rune outline.
"Zizz..."
Her fingertips did not touch the actual blood but rather seemed to penetrate a solidified river of time.
Intense emotions of sorrow, anger, unwillingness, and resoluteness, like Ice Cones, pierced into her Divine Thought! Simultaneously, discontinuous memory fragments surged forth:
—An endless gray-white storm...
—Earth-shattering roars and the collapse of laws...
—A gigantic hand descended, the palm runes glowing, exactly the prototype of that erased symbol! It bore the majesty of ruling all universes and judging life and death...
—The rune branded on that starry Divine Descendant’s brow, bursting with a painful light that tore through the starry sky...
—The final scene was three Divine Descendants burning the source of Divine Blood, forcibly tearing open a spatial barrier, fleeing!
But a wisp of energy from that heaven-covering giant hand had already entangled the most intense, starry Divine Pattern-branded Divine Blood...
Si Lingle grunted, her fingertips trembled as she withdrew. Most of the memory of that symbol had been forcibly erased, leaving only the unparalleled deep imprint of the heaven-covering giant hand and the intense hatred.
"Judgment... exile..." she muttered softly. Was the giant hand a representative of the Divine Realm’s order enforcer? Why were these starry Divine Descendants’ bloodlines hunted and exiled here for violating some taboo?
A faint and extremely weak wave of Jade Token’s sensing suddenly emerged from the depths of her sea of consciousness!
It did not point to the Divine Blood but rather to an unremarkable, twisted black Crystal Stone at the edge of the platform! Inside that Crystal Stone, there seemed to be a faint anomaly in the spatial structure.
Si Lingle immediately moved to the side of the Crystal Stone. Her fingertips gathered the newly comprehended Ending Dao Rhyme Space Power, pointing like a carving knife towards a specific "node" of the Crystal Stone.
The Crystal Stone silently disintegrated, revealing a well-hidden fragment inside.
It was not a material fragment, but an extremely solidified space fragment, almost turned tangible!
Inside the fragment was frozen a strand of Divine Breath, finer than a strand of hair, yet incredibly resilient, exuding a rich celestial divinity...
This strand of Divine Breath perfectly matched the lingering aura of the Divine Pattern Divine Blood Imprint beside the bones!
More importantly, at the core of this solidified Divine Breath, Si Lingle caught the aura of the Jade Token’s engraving!
It was as if this Divine Descendant, before dying, had forcibly condensed and preserved a "seed of information" by combining his last essence of Divine Breath with the power of the Jade Token, waiting for a successor!
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The space fragment melted in Si Lingle’s palm, and the solidified celestial Divine Breath, nourished by the Void Divine Core, seemed to "come alive" slightly.
Like a sentient snake, it entwined her fingertips, finally touching lightly at the position of the Jade Token in her sea of consciousness!
"Boom!"
A torrent of thoughts flooded in, stronger by countless times than before!
No longer broken images, but a clear, tired yet irresistibly determined male voice, full of extreme hatred, echoed in the sea of consciousness:
"I am... Xingchen Yu Shang! The last of the Star Core Divine Descendants! The Jade Token is the key, the core heritage of my clan; with it, you can enter the Burial Star Corridor... There... lies the truth of our clan’s exile and judgment... and also the source of our destruction! O successor... beware... the Eye of Judgment... is everywhere..."
The voice gradually faded, while an extremely complex and mysterious fragment of a star-sea map, woven with starlight and space veins, flowed in—the entrance coordinates to the Burial Star Corridor!
These coordinates were not in the usual Divine Realm void but pointed to an extremely bizarre, deep-dimensional crevice, a "Land of Disorder" where even the Divine Realm’s Law Heaven Net appeared vague and dim.
Its form remarkably resembled the "branching" node deep within the space-time fissure encountered earlier!
The core of the information was crystal clear: the Jade Token is the key. The coordinates point to the Burial Star Corridor.
There lies the secret of the Star Core Divine Descendant’s destruction, and the threat of the power known as the "Eye of Judgment" is concealed!
The chaotic force that forcibly threw her to this place likely stemmed from the resonance between the Jade Token and the Divine Descendant’s residual blood here, triggering a preset targeted exile trap, designed to select those qualified to receive this legacy message!
Si Lingle gazed at the Jade Token coordinate imprint and the star map fragment in her sea of consciousness, eyes deep. "Xingchen Yu Shang... Eye of Judgment..."
This cause-and-effect chain was grander and more perilous than she had anticipated. But she had already stepped into this game.
At this moment, a faint yet utterly greedy and malicious sense of surveillance, like a venomous snake in the dark, flickered from a deeper part of the Crystal Mountain!
It has come!
It’s not emptiness!
This desolate Exile Land indeed harbors other entities, and they have set their sights on her!
A guardian?
A predator coveting the Divine Descendant’s remains?
Or... are they the minions of the "Eye of Judgment" lingering here?
Si Lingle suddenly turned, and the silver-gray Ending Dao Rhyme Space Power around her exploded instantly, transforming into a protective gang flame, as if solidified with countless star dust!
Her silver eyes, cold like millennia-old ice, swept towards the direction from which the malice originated. Beneath her feet, the three patches of dried Divine Blood seemed to be summoned, trembling slightly, and the residual symbol outlines on the ground abruptly lit up, resonating with her Space Power!
An ancient hatred had been inherited the moment she stepped in, and a new hunt quietly began.
This Exile Land could no longer contain a Space God carrying a heritage key, who has ignited the flame of exploration!
Si Lingle stood on the traces of Divine Blood, with the imprints of the Jade Token and star map blazing in her sea of consciousness, her gaze pierced through the layers of the silent shadow of Crystal Mountain, fearlessly facing the unknown interloper.
She needed a battle to test her cultivation here, and she also needed a "guide" to lead her out of here, or... deeper into the core of despair.
The path of divine awakening within the ashes, an oath upon the blood scars, will eventually point directly to the ancient sealed Burial Star Corridor!
She slightly bent her fingertips, the space silently folding at her touch, concealing her lethal intent. This dire land could not confine her!
