After Xuan Nü, Li Wuyang, and the Master of Qingwei Temple rendezvoused, they boarded the Star Scar Ship and swiftly left the heart-stirring death zone of the Star Abyss of Buried Gods. The atmosphere on the return journey was even heavier than before. Inside the Star Scar Ship, the three remained silent, each regulating their breath and processing the harrowing experience they had just endured.
Li Wuyang sat cross-legged in his cabin as the Chaos Nirvana Dao Essence slowly circulated within him, repairing the tremors in his Dao foundation caused by forcibly sealing the gate. In his mind, the cold, hollow summons of the "Lord of Annihilation" echoed without end, along with the Cult Master of Rebirth's final, bizarre self-destruction. The Cult Master of Rebirth... could he have merely been a puppet controlled by a higher existence? The thought sent a chill down his spine. If that was true, what exactly was the mastermind's goal? Was it merely destruction, or was there some deeper scheme? The Primordial Stone Coffin, the Lord of Annihilation, the Cult of Rebirth... behind these seemingly separate events, a faint, elusive thread appeared to connect them all.
Xuan Nü sat quietly beside him, frost veiling her peerless face. She had considered matters more deeply than Li Wuyang. The Cult Master of Rebirth's final mechanisms of "memory upload" and "vessel destruction" were certainly not ordinary methods of this world. They seemed more like some highly advanced... creation? Or a method originating beyond the heavens? Could the calamity of the Annihilation Star Sea have come not from within, but from an external source? If so, the enemy's level and scale would far exceed imagination. She had to restore her strength as quickly as possible and gather every force in the star sea that could be gathered, preparing for