Chaos Heaven, deep at night.
All was silent. Only the rustle of the breeze through bamboo leaves and the faint chirping of unknown insects made the world seem even more tranquil. Ling Yun and Gu Yuena stood side by side before the railing outside the bamboo house. Neither looked up at the starry sky; they simply gazed quietly into the boundless darkness ahead—the boundary between Chaos Heaven and the outside world, the uncreated "nothingness" that contained infinite possibilities.
A thousand years seemed to freeze in this moment. There were no words, only the enduring warmth in their joined palms, and the unspoken understanding and peace deep within their souls. They had been through too much. They had risen from insignificance, wandered between life and death, and ultimately stood atop the star sea. They had witnessed destruction and rebirth, ended one era with their own hands, and silently guarded the growth of another. Glory, tragedy, sorrow, joy... all those fierce emotions had finally settled into this profound calm, like a vast ocean whose surface was still while its depths bore the weight of the entire universe.
Suddenly, Ling Yun felt something. It was not a probing of his Spiritual Sense, but a subtle sensation born from Chaos Origin, resonating with the entire star sea. His gaze turned toward an extremely distant edge of Hope Star Sea, a place yet unmarked by any civilization, where even the stars were exceedingly sparse. There lay absolute "nothingness," a "singularity" where even laws had yet to fully come into being.
Almost at the same time, Gu Yuena sensed it as well. A trace of surprise and disbelief flashed through her violet eyes. "That direction... the universe's 'amniotic membrane'? Such pure, such faint... yet such tenacious life fluctuations... It seems to be... creating something from nothing?