Above the Ancient Demon Star Altar, the chaotic currents gradually settled, curling around Li Wuyang like gentle veils. He remained seated cross-legged at the core of the formation eye. Though his face was still pale, his aura was no longer as scattered as before, faintly carrying a restrained depth. The newly born Reincarnation Dao Seed within him pulsed slowly under the nourishment of the Primordial Stone Coffin's origin power and the Circulating Star Brilliance. Each imperceptible beat seemed to resonate in harmony with the newly formed star altar and the laws of this starfield. The mysterious patterns on the Dao Seed's surface flowed without cease, stripping away, analyzing, and transforming the Annihilation Dao Marks that had invaded his body. Though the process was as slow as unraveling silk from a cocoon, it steadily repaired his battered Dao foundation while deepening his understanding of the dialectical relationship between annihilation and reincarnation.
He did not lose himself in this minor progress. His divine sense spread out like spilled mercury, deeply merging with the star altar's grand formation and sensing every movement within and beyond the starfield. Elder Xuanji was directing the formation masters to use the altar as the core to construct an even more complex and vast defensive formation. The Ling Xiao Sword Master led the fleet through patrols of the outer starfield, their sword lights grim as they cleared out the remaining enemy scouts. Queen Elara's Life Light Rain fell softly, nourishing the wounded cultivators and this war-torn starfield. Everything seemed to be improving. The supplies and personnel brought by the alliance reinforcements were rapidly transforming the altar from ruins into a vibrant War Fortress.
Yet deep within Li Wuyang's Dao heart, a faint warning persisted. It did not stem from threats on the front lines, but from a more