Warning! Void Whisperers Are Masters of Disguise
From Xiao Han's fingertips, a wisp of demonic power trembled and extended, undergoing a slow, almost imperceptible transformation into the attributes of stars under his strict control of divine sense. Each tiny transformation drained a layer of his spirit, the consumption of which was staggering. He was completely absorbed in this strange experience of controlling destruction with one hand and nurturing new life with the other, and his tense body unconsciously relaxed a little. If successful, he would have more resources to use in future life-or-death battles.
Three hours passed in the blink of an eye.
As Xiao Han was concentrating on comprehending this newfound power and trying to fully integrate it into himself, a flat, monotonous sound suddenly rang out in his mind.
"Check-in progress 50%, commencing transmission of information related to the 'Void Whisperers'..."
His head suddenly swelled, and countless chaotic messages rushed in without warning. Everything about the "Void Whisperers" was forcibly wedged into his memory.
These things, called "Void Whisperers," are not of this realm; they come from the void beyond. They have no fixed form, and ordinary methods cannot capture their traces. They do not win by brute force, yet their danger far surpasses that of ordinary powerful enemies.
They habitually use spiritual infiltration to corrupt souls, weaving illusions powerful enough to overturn the universe, silently twisting the will of living beings. Most terrifyingly, they can even shake the very foundations of reality. Intelligence reports state that these Void Whisperers eroders of the cosmic Order, bringing madness, chaos, and destruction wherever they go.
They infiltrated the Heaven-Piercing Tower, their target either a "lost coordinate" or a "forgotten relic."
At the end of the message, a line of blood-red text stood out starkly.
"Warning! The Void Whisperers's disguise abilities have reached a state of perfection, allowing them to completely blend into their surroundings, even mimicking the aura of others and stealing their memories."
If the host's [Void-Piercing Divine Eyes] are not specifically guarded against, or if the opponent deliberately conceals themselves, they may be deceived! The [Illusion-Breaking Talisman] can see through one fatal disguise, so use it with extreme caution!
Xiao Han opened his eyelids, his pupils deep and heavy.
The Starpath Guard Squad's warning was indeed weighty. The dangers within the Heaven-Piercing Tower were far beyond his previous imagination. A single misstep could lead to utter destruction, or even death without him knowing how he died.
He focused his mind and continued cultivating, but his spirit remained as taut as a bowstring, constantly on guard.
Six more hours passed in the blink of an eye.
[Check-in complete!]
Xiao Han suddenly stood up, and an aura several times stronger than before emanated from his limbs and bones, distorting the surrounding air. At this moment, not only were his injuries healed, but his cultivation had also been completely stabilized at the mid-stage of the Eighth Level of the Martial Master Realm!
More importantly, thanks to the refinement of the Star Marrow Jade Liquid and his comprehension of the [Star-Demon Battle Body Tempering Insights], his control over the (pseudo-incomplete) [Star-Magic Battle Body] has been completely transformed, no longer the awkward and forced skill he had when he first acquired it. With every move, the power of stars and demons flows smoothly and harmoniously, subtly reaching a delicate balance.
His overall combat strength has increased by at least 30% compared to before he entered the Starlight Maze-Locking Formation!
With his palm open, the [Illusion-Breaking Talisman] lay quietly, its surface shimmering with silver light, and wisps of strange law fluctuations swirling around it. Xiao Han could clearly sense that this seemingly ordinary thin talisman contained a power sufficient to tear open a sliver of life even in dire straits.
At the same time, on the Chaos Green Lotus Martial Soul within his sea of consciousness, the increasingly solidified World Tree phantom swayed gently. It seemed that after absorbing the indomitable fighting spirit of the ancient heroes, it had developed an instinctive repulsion and subtle purifying power towards evil beings like the Void Whisperers who specialized in attacking the spirit and soul. This calmed Xiao Han somewhat.
Suppressing the surging emotions in his chest, Xiao Han's gaze sharpened like a knife, once again piercing the unpredictable gate of light.
"Void Whisperers..." Xiao Han muttered to himself, his fierce determination to turn the tower upside down undiminished. "I'll see what kind of mysteries you're up to inside this tower!"
He gathered his inner energy, reaching its peak. The next step was to step into the gate of light.
A bizarre and disorienting sensation swept over me, followed by a feeling of solid ground beneath my feet.
The stellar energy here was so dense it was almost tangible, rushing towards him and invigorating him. It was vast and boundless, with several dilapidated ancient halls standing silently in the distance, exuding an indescribable sense of antiquity.
However, beneath this dense stellar power, there was a chilling aura seeping out, along with an indescribable strangeness that sent shivers down one's spine, like a thorn being forcefully inserted into the finest silk.
Almost the instant he regained his footing, the air around him seemed to stagnate for a moment. It wasn't the wind, nor was it an energy fluctuation. It was more like—being watched by something. The feeling was sticky, with undisguised craving and a pure malice, brushing against him.
The first level of the Heaven-Piercing Tower, Starlight Plains. The name of this place flashed through Xiao Han's mind.
He stretched his limbs slightly, but the discomfort of being watched did not subside. He did not deliberately look for the source, but simply suppressed this vigilance in his heart.
It was precisely the faint fluctuation unique to "Void Whisper" mentioned in the system intelligence.
His divine sense spread out silently like a tide, and he quickly realized that he was not alone on this vast plain. There were traces of Martial Artist activity scattered everywhere, and he could even clearly sense the aura of several unreserved Martial Emperor Realm experts. Obviously, someone had arrived before him.
"Trying to get a bargain won't be so easy." Xiao Han thought to himself, but instead of revealing himself, he found a relatively secluded spot behind a broken wall and carefully observed the surroundings under cover.
Suddenly, a bloodcurdling scream erupted from a smaller stone hall not far away!
Before the howling had completely subsided, a Martial Grandmaster Realm Martial Artist in blood stumbled out. His eyes were bloodshot and burning, his face twisted and ferocious with extreme madness, and he roared incoherently, "They must all die! They must all die! The stars will eventually return to nothingness! Hahaha!"
He disregarded everything and, like a madman, charged at several Martial Artists outside the hall who appeared to be his companions. His attack was violent and chaotic, as if he were determined to take them all down with him.
"Old Wang! You've gone mad!" His companions' faces changed drastically, utterly horrified, as they frantically dodged while futilely trying to rouse him.
Xiao Han's pupils suddenly contracted to the size of needles, and the golden light of the [Void-Piercing Divine Eyes] between his brows flickered, instantly piercing through appearances. At the crown of the berserk Martial Artist's head, he clearly saw a wisp of black energy thinner than a strand of hair, clinging tightly to the soul's essence like a maggot, emitting a putrid and chaotic aura that made one want to vomit.
"The Void Whisperers..." Xiao Han's heart sank, and a chill rose up his spine.
Before Xiao Han could react, after several unsuccessful attempts to subdue the madman, leaving them all injured and nearly fatally wounded, one of his companions, with a deep sorrow and a hint of ruthless determination in his eyes, gritted his teeth. The long sword in his hand let out a mournful cry, piercing straight through the Martial Artist's chest with a sharp whistling sound.
"Puff!"
Hot blood gushed out like a spring, and the crimson and madness in the crazed Martial Artist's eyes quickly faded, replaced by a blankness and a vague sense of relief. His lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just slumped his head helplessly, his life completely extinguished.
"Brother Wang..." The Martial Artist had made the move had tears in his eyes, his voice hoarse and choked with sobs.
This tragic and sudden scene instantly froze the previously calm atmosphere. All the Martial Artist witnessed it fell silent, and an invisible, bone-chilling cold quietly enveloped everyone's hearts.