Chapter 479 - 348: Cross-Realm Descent
Ian stepped into the Teleportation Array, and everything in his vision quickly blurred and faded.
His body felt as if it were being tugged by a colossal force. Space began to distort, stretch, and fold.
It was pitch-black all around. There was no light, no sound, no temperature, and no sense of direction.
There was only the endless Void.
Ian floated in this Void, a flowing ribbon of light beneath him.
His Order Divine Body swiftly unfolded, enveloping him and Gaga completely, but the pressure in the Void was far greater than he had imagined.
It wasn’t the squeeze of physical force, but the impact of Rules.
It was as if countless invisible hands were shoving him from all directions, trying to erase him from this "wrongful" position.
The panel at the edge of his vision flashed frantically.
[Level Four Rule Repulsion detected]
[Phase Passage Stability: 87%... 85%... 83%...]
The numbers kept dropping. With every percentage point lost, the surrounding pressure intensified.
The Phase Two-Realm Analyzer between his brows let out a hum, as if groaning under the strain.
Ian’s heart tightened. Fine cracks had also begun to appear on the surface of his Order Divine Body.
’I have to hold on.’
Deep within his chest, the crimson Light Core began to spin faster.
His Thermal Energy Rule operated at full capacity. His Gravity Rule distorted the surrounding spatial structure, and his Purification Rule dispelled the invading Erosion from the Void. Together, they barely managed to stop the cracks from spreading.
But it wasn’t enough. The dangers of the Void were far from over. Deep in the distance ahead, a speck of dark purple light suddenly appeared.
The speck of light rapidly enlarged, transforming into a writhing, twisting Tentacle.
Its surface was covered with tiny mouths, each one gaping open to reveal a dark abyss.
This Tentacle was not a physical entity, but a residual image in the Void.
It had died countless years ago, left to drift like garbage in the ocean of the Void.
But they were not without danger. On the contrary, every one of these ancient remnants could easily kill a Level Three Wizard, and some could even kill a Morning Star.
The Tentacle spotted Ian and rapidly closed in, coiling toward him with a sense of a "guaranteed hit" embedded in its Rule.
No matter how Ian moved, the Tentacle would always appear in front of him.
’What a nuisance.’ Ian’s eyes turned cold as he raised his right hand.
A Gravity Collapse Ball condensed in his palm as twelve sesame-seed-sized black spheres rapidly merged.
The collapse formed a Gravity Vortex, pinning the Tentacle in the Void.
’The Gravity Rule seems completely unrestrained in the Void...’
A contemplative look appeared in Ian’s eyes as he watched the struggling Tentacle shrink smaller and smaller.
On the journey that followed, he relied on this seemingly omnipotent Gravity Vortex to avert one crisis after another.
As time passed, the Link in Ian’s Soul grew increasingly clear.
’I’m finally here. Any longer and I would have been in real danger.’
By now, Ian’s Order Divine Body was covered in cracks, like shattered glass temporarily glued together, ready to fall apart at any moment.
In the Void, a speck of silver light appeared, growing brighter and brighter like a lighthouse in the darkness. It was the coordinate of the Summoning Array.
Ian accelerated, his figure turning into a streak of light as he rushed through the passage toward the silver speck.
At the end of the spatial passage was a "wall" that defied description.
Ian stopped. Before him was no longer the gray emptiness of the Void, but a boundless, pale golden membrane of light.
Countless profound patterns flowed across the membrane’s surface. Each circulation caused the entire space to tremble slightly.
’The will-barrier of a complete world.’
He took a deep breath and stepped forward. The moment his body touched the membrane of light, it was as if the entire world had frozen.
A Will so immense it was irresistible awakened from deep within the light membrane.
It was like billions of stars pressing down on him at once, like an endless ocean drowning him completely. Before this Will, Ian’s Soul was as insignificant as a speck of dust.
A silent wave swept over his entire being, from his physical body to his Sea of Spirit, even his memories and Rule Imprints...
It caused the panel to tremble slightly and block certain information before falling silent again.
Ian didn’t resist. He knew this was an inspection by the World Will.
The scan lasted less than a second but felt like a century. Just as he was starting to think something might be wrong...
Within the Profound Yellow World, the golden star-shaped mark on the surface of Wei Song’s Soul suddenly lit up.
A warm light instantly spread through his entire body, resonating with the fluctuations of the World Will.
The immense, boundless Will paused for a moment, then transmitted a peaceful message.
It felt like an acknowledgment, and also a welcome.
The pale golden light membrane automatically parted, creating a gap just large enough for one person to pass through.
The moment Ian stepped through the gap, the light membrane closed behind him.
He glanced back. The boundless barrier had returned to its tranquil state, as if nothing had happened.
Ahead, an azure planet floated quietly in the Void. Clouds swirled slowly over its surface, and its oceans reflected the light of a Fixed Star.
Profound Yellow Star. He had arrived.
Ian looked down at his hands. A very faint golden halo on the surface of his skin was slowly merging into his body.
This was the "Sheltering Mark" left behind after Wei Song’s mark resonated with the World Will.
𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺
From now on, he was one of the world’s own, acknowledged and accepted.
On his shoulder, Gaga poked its head out and blinked its small eyes. "That thing just now... was so scary."
Ian smiled and rubbed its little head. "Let’s go. Wei Song is waiting for us."
With that, he transformed into a streak of light and dove toward the azure planet below.
「Profound Yellow World, Jiangzhou City Superpower Management Bureau Headquarters, Underground Chamber.」
Wei Song stood before the Summoning Array, his hands pressed on its core. Spiritual Power poured out of him, and fine beads of sweat formed on his forehead.
Maintaining the Summoning Array’s operation consumed far more Energy and Spiritual Power than he had anticipated.
The Energy from three whole Source Crystals was rapidly dimming, and the silver vortex at the Array’s core began to slow its rotation.
’This is World Origin... and it’s almost completely used up...’
Wei Song gritted his teeth and held on. The Miniature Star in his chest spun faster, pouring scorching light and heat into the Array in an attempt to stabilize the passage.
But the pulling force from the Void was too strong, like an invisible hand wrestling with him from the other side.
Just as the Source Crystals’ Energy was about to run out, VMMMM! The Summoning Array erupted with a blinding silver light that illuminated the entire chamber.
Wei Song’s concentration broke, and he stumbled back three steps.
At the Array’s core, the silver vortex abruptly expanded from the size of a fist to the height of a man.
From the depths of the vortex, a figure and a bird... stepped out.
He wore a dark gray Wizard Robe with Dark Silver patterns embroidered on the edges.
He had black hair and black eyes, his expression calm. Five-colored Star Orbits spun slowly in the depths of his pupils. A black bird perched on his shoulder, its feathers swirling with patterns of shadow.
Ian’s feet touched down on the solid floor of the chamber.
He looked up at Wei Song beside him, and the two locked eyes for a moment.
Two completely different perspectives met their gazes simultaneously, creating an exceptionally strange sensation.
Wei Song was essentially him, yet he was not Wei Song.
The corners of Ian’s mouth lifted slightly. "You’ve worked hard."
Wei Song let out a long breath as the Miniature Star in his chest gradually slowed.
He patted the non-existent dust from his clothes and smiled. "I’ve been waiting for you, my original self."
His smile was natural, as if greeting a long-lost friend.
Though they shared the same Soul and memories, this was the first time the true body and the projection had interacted face-to-face.
Ian’s gaze swept across the chamber. The walls were covered in engraved Runes, and the floor was made of a special alloy plate capable of withstanding Legendary Level Energy impacts.
The Summoning Array was meticulously arranged, with every node perfectly placed.
"The Summoning Array is well made," he commented, his tone appreciative.
"Don’t praise yourself. It still took me three months to carve it, bit by bit."
Wei Song walked over to a wall and pressed a switch.
The ventilation system in the ceiling activated, drawing out the lingering smell from the Summoning Array’s outburst.
Fresh air flooded in, carrying the humid scent unique to the Jiangnan region.
"Ian, is this the new world?"
Gaga peeked out from his shoulder, its small eyes curiously sizing up this new world.
It flapped its wings, its black feathers shimmering under the light.
"It feels... a little different," the little guy whispered.
"The Shadow Rule is still here, but it’s ’thinner,’ like a layer of gauze that you could poke through easily."
Ian nodded. He had a similar feeling.
The Rules of the Profound Yellow World were very different from those of the Wizard World—looser and more active, but also more fragile.
The advantage was that once he adapted, casting Rule-level powers would consume less energy.
The disadvantage was that their potency would also be somewhat diminished.
Ian’s eyes narrowed slightly. "Let’s sync our information first."
At the same time, Wei Song also closed his eyes. They stood facing each other, less than three meters apart.
Deep within their Souls, the Link established by the Phase Soul Weaving Technique suddenly lit up.
It wasn’t the faint sensation from before, like trying to feel something through a paper screen. This was a true, unhindered merging.
All information on Rules and memories flooded in like a tidal wave.
Wei Song’s experiences over the past ten years flowed in: from his Awakening to becoming a Legend, from an ordinary team member to the General.
Every mission, every battle, every breakthrough, and... the insights gained from absorbing the Source Crystals.
Finally, there were the golden crystals he had accumulated, shimmering in the memories.
Simultaneously, Wei Song received all of Ian’s recent information: the preparations over the past year, the upgrade to the Phase Meter, the fusion with his true bloodline body, Gaga’s breakthrough...
And... the planned route to obtain the "Seed of Morning Star."
The stream of information was exchanged between their Souls at high speed.
It was like two books being opened at the same time, every page clearly visible to the other.
One minute later, the information sync was complete.
Ian opened his eyes, the five-colored Star Orbits in their depths shining even more brilliantly. Wei Song also opened his eyes, the Miniature Star in his chest burning even hotter.
"After syncing, the insights are much clearer..." Ian muttered to himself.
He had seen the entire process of Wei Song condensing the Thermonuclear Rule when he broke through to the Legend rank.
He had also seen the wisp of World Origin that was purified by the panel, as well as the golden mark.
’Coming here in person was the right choice after all.’
He raised his hand, and a pale golden halo appeared in his palm. Inside, a simplified star core could be faintly seen.
"How does it feel?" Wei Song asked.
Ian flexed his fingers. "Very good."
"The Rule suppression has basically disappeared, but the Witchcraft System is severely restricted. Many Witchcraft spells will need to be readapted to this world’s Rules."
"But my Order Divine Body is fine. It has already integrated the Thermal Energy Rule. For now, my strength is probably... about twice as strong as yours."
Wei Song chuckled. "That’s enough for now. In this world, a Legend is practically at the apex of power."
He walked to a corner of the chamber, opened a hidden compartment, and took out a set of traditional-style casual clothes.
"I’ve already arranged your identity."