Majestic Dignity and Zi Yan's Wild Imagination

This use of the Void Transmission Origin caused the least commotion, yet it was also the strangest.

Very little Origin was transmitted over—so little that it was only enough to fill the final gap in the Golden Emperor Burning Heaven Flame.

Then came an indescribable sensation. Countless "0"s and "1"s seemed to flash through her sea of consciousness before transforming into unknown runes. They appeared utterly patternless, yet contained some crucial information.

What exactly was it?

Kurumi could not imagine it. Simply receiving this information had already pushed her sea of consciousness to its limit.

Her head swelled, her awareness blurred, and she felt utterly groggy, unable to control herself.

"Big Sister? Big Sister? You're awake?"

The girl's gentle voice echoed by her ear, while the soft light filtering through the window brought Kurumi slightly back to her senses.

She raised her hand, every line on her palm reflected clearly in her pupils.

"Yesterday, I..."

Kurumi turned onto her side. She had no idea who had changed her into these pajamas. Pressing a small hand to her forehead, she felt waves of stabbing pain.

Xun'er handed over a jade bottle. The spiritual liquid within could nourish the soul, causing Kurumi to instinctively turn her head toward it.

"Last night, the Space Portal we saw when we were children appeared in the sky. A stream of energy came from inside and entered Big Sister's body..."

Xun'er spoke carefully and softly, her large eyes still observing her sister's condition.

"Also, the warship that was supposed to depart for the clan today has been delayed. We're waiting for Sister San'er's next order."

After drinking the soul-warming spiritual liquid, the stabbing pain in her sea of consciousness weakened. Kurumi, who had roughly understood the situation, looked up at the green-clad girl before her.

"I'm