Meaning

Return to the Thirteenth Garrison Node.

When Chen Fan stepped off the warship, Wei Changkong and ten veterans were already lined up and waiting.

In their gazes toward Chen Fan, beyond awe, there was an even stronger sense of fervent following.

Chen Fan casually tossed the newly acquired Eighth-Tier Shadow Clan Core to Wei Changkong, as if it were an ordinary stone.

"These spoils of war, Senior Wei, you can decide what to do with them; they'll be used for node defense."

Wei Changkong caught it instinctively, and when he felt the cold and heavy touch, his hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

A complete Eighth-Order Immortal Realm core!

In the past, this was a precious trophy that they could only obtain by paying the price of several people being seriously injured or even killed.

But now, this young Guardian has given it to them so casually.

This is not just a resource, but also a silent expression of trust and recognition.

He did not treat them as subordinates, but truly as comrades he could entrust with his life!

"Guardian..."

Wei Changkong's lips moved, a thousand words stuck in his throat, but in the end, they only turned into a heavy, muffled sound.

He knelt on one knee, his right fist pounding heavily on his chest, in the name of the Federation.

The most solemn military salute was given, marking the beginning of their oath.

"I would gladly die for you, sir!"

"I would gladly die for you, sir!"

Behind him, ten veterans knelt down in unison, their voices resounding like steel.

Chen Fan did not help him up; he calmly accepted the bow.

He knew that from this moment on, this battle-hardened and iron-blooded army had truly and completely won over the hearts of the people.

Command Center, Quiet Chamber.

Chen Fan sat cross-legged, the turbid, earthy-yellow Secondary Origin floating in his palm.

He had assumed this item would only be useful for replenishing his supplies and hadn't held out much hope.

As the "Life-and-Death Furnace" operated, a stream of pure energy was slowly drawn out.

However, to Chen Fan's surprise, this energy did not merge into his Life-and-Death Dao Blood to strengthen his cultivation as usual.

It transformed into an extremely fine thread, yet carrying a strange rhythm, rushing straight towards the depths of his Dantian, to the World Dao Mark formed from the Origin Ancient Realm.

"Buzz!"

The moment the two made contact, Chen Fan's Divine Soul was jolted.

His consciousness seemed to be infinitely elevated by an invisible force, breaking free from the constraints of his physical body and instantly traversing endless time and space.

He saw an endless Sea of Will.

That sea, boundless and limitless, is composed of the purest laws and order.

The entire cycle of birth and death in the universe, the rise and fall of countless Stars, are but a tiny, insignificant wave in this ocean.

His Divine Soul was like a lone boat, drifting Sea of Will.

He could feel that the sea was breathing.

With every breath, countless laws and information are created and destroyed.

This feeling is both mysterious and incredibly real.

The Secondary Origin in his palm was like a fragile thread, allowing him to resonate faintly yet truly with this great will.

After an unknown amount of time, when the Secondary Origin energy was exhausted and turned to ashes, the strange resonance also ceased.

Chen Fan suddenly opened his eyes, a look of bewilderment and shock flashing across them.

"What's this?"

This experience is unlike anything I've ever had before.

It was completely different from any other form of cultivation he knew.

Knowledge gaps.

He realized that he had stumbled upon a completely new world, a realm that he might not be able to grasp even after thousands of years of trial and error.

With this in mind, Chen Fan did not hesitate. He raised his hand and tapped the Void, directly dialing a person's communication line through the highest-encryption line within the War Zone.

A moment later, the Light Screen lit up, and Master Lin Xuanqing's familiar face appeared before us, with the background seemingly still at the Star River Martial Academy.

"You brat, you're already missing your master as soon as you get to the front lines?"

Lin Xuanqing was as unserious as ever.

Without wasting any words, Chen Fan described in detail the strange sensations he had experienced while refining the Universe Origin.

As he narrated, Lin Xuanqing's smile gradually faded, replaced by extreme focus, and finally, it turned into unbelievable shock.

After Chen Fan finished speaking the last word, Lin Xuanqing on the other end of the communication fell into a long silence.

After a full dozen or so breaths...

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

A burst of suppressed laughter suddenly erupted from the Light Screen, making the entire Quiet Chamber vibrate.

"You brat! Do you even know what an incredible stroke of luck you've stumbled upon!"

Lin Xuanqing's face flushed with excitement. He stared intently at Chen Fan and explained, word by word.

"That resonance you felt is the only ticket to step into the Ninth-Tier Divine Ability Realm!"

"What do you think supernatural powers are? Are they stronger Daoist techniques? Wrong!"

"Supernatural powers are the supreme strength created by communicating with the will of the universe and borrowing the laws and authority of this world itself! It is the transformation of the universe's power into one's own! With a thought, the wind rises; with a thought, thunder falls; with words, law follows—that is supernatural power!"

"And the Universe Origin is the supreme sacred object that strengthens your communication and connection with the will of the universe! The higher the quality of the Origin Source, the stronger the authority you can borrow, and the more terrifying the supernatural powers you can condense!"

The call ended, and silence returned to the Quiet Chamber.

Chen Fan slowly closed his eyes, his master's words echoing in his mind.

Supernatural powers... borrowing the authority of the universe...

So this is the true meaning of the Path to Godhood!

When he opened his eyes again, they blazed with an unprecedented intensity.

Inside the Command Center, in Quiet Chamber.

Chen Fan sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, his breath so long it seemed to merge with this desolate Star Domain.

After learning the secrets of the Ninth-Tier Divine Ability Realm, the last bit of anxiety he had about improving his cultivation dissipated.

For him, the entire Annihilation Star Domain was no longer a perilous place fraught with danger, but a vast treasure trove waiting to be discovered, a boundless hunting ground.

All he needed to do was wait quietly.

Waiting for those prey, known as the Universe Origin, to surface on their own.

Outside the Quiet Chamber, however, lies a completely different scene.

After Wei Changkong and the ten veterans had all their hidden injuries from the laws completely healed, the entire team's spirit was renewed. They were like peerless weapons that had been sealed away for a long time, now polished and sharpened, revealing their cold gleam.

The blood of war, dormant for countless years, boiled anew in their veins.

With an almost obsessive fervor, they maintained every defensive formation at the node, conducting coordinated combat drills again and again, as if they wanted to transform all the pent-up frustration and resentment accumulated over the past few centuries into sweat and roars at this moment.

Ten days later.

Chen Fan, who was in meditation, felt a slight movement of his Divine Thought.

He could sense that somewhere on the edge of the Star Domain, a new Secondary Origin had just been born, and almost at the same time, a Shadow Clan Ghost Scout Ship quietly arrived.