Light Arc Ling Xingjian, the Stele That Suppressed the Void

What was this song?

And who was singing it?

Why did it feel so familiar?

Why did a blazing emotion spread from her chest, filling her entire body?

She had heard it before.

But... who was she?

"Most hateful are those venomous snakes and savage beasts,"

"Who have devoured every last scrap of our flesh and blood."

She...

"Once we wipe them out clean,"

"The crimson sun will shine across the entire globe!"

She—

"This is the final struggle; unite, and march toward tomorrow."

"The Internationale shall surely be realized."

She was—

"This is the final struggle; unite, and march toward tomorrow!"

"The Internationale shall surely be realized!!"

She remembered!

She was a full member of the Third Frontline in the Southern Territory of Huaxia, a Secret Seeker, "Light Arc"—Ling Xingjian!

Thump-thump. Her heart pounded violently. Memories, emotions, mission, and faith that belonged to humanity all surged forth from the depths of her heart. Suppressed by the Void, they became even hotter, fiercer, purer, and more radiant.

She did not need the souls of ninety-nine Essence and Sincerity practitioners. By herself alone, she could stand against the will of the Void!

She remembered. She remembered everything. She had come here to—

Whoosh! Ling Xingjian suddenly raised her head. Her Rift Eye had not closed, because she needed those eyes to investigate all the information she needed to know.

Then, she froze.

Reflected in the eyes that stared directly into the Void, besides the terrifying demonic silhouette stretching across the depths of the endless Void, was something else.

Ling Xingjian stared blankly into the Void and murmured, "What is that? What is blocking the Void Mother Nest?"

That was right. Before the enormous, terrifying demonic silhouette in the depths of the endless Void, something was indeed firmly suppressing and obstructing the