The Bronze Spear gradually dissipated in the starry sky, as if merging with the entire universe.
The Taichu consciousness drifted in the endless void, the last words of the Tianqi echoing in its ears.
"The variable is not in the outside world... but in your heart." This sentence was like a key, unlocking the door to his long-sealed memories.
He saw himself standing at the edge of the Chaos Sea, holding Bronze Key in his hand, plunging it into the surging waves of Dark Matter.
At that moment, his consciousness connected with the core of the universe, as if he saw the rise and fall of countless eras, and the struggles and falls of countless rebels.
He understood that he was not only a rebel, but also the embodiment of cosmic consciousness.
It is an existence formed from the hopes and beliefs of countless lost souls.
"I must find the real variable..." Taichu murmured to himself.
His gaze pierced through layers of dimensions, landing deep within the Honeycomb Structure.
There, nine pairs of dark gold eyes still gleamed with a cold light, as if mocking his powerlessness.
The figure of Taichu re-condensed in the void. With a grab of his hand, countless starlight flashed and a Bronze Spear was formed again.
The golden patterns on the gun shimmered, releasing a terrifying pressure.
He took a deep breath, raised the spear high above his head, and pointed the tip at the core of the Honeycomb Structure.
"In the name of the universe, liberate all imprisoned souls!"
The voice of the Taichu echoed in the void, seemingly carrying boundless majesty and power.
His figure transformed into a streak of Liu Guang, heading straight for the depths of the hive.
Deep within the hive, the nine pairs of dark golden eyes lit up once more, their icy gazes piercing towards Taichu like sharp swords.
Nine chains, bound by the laws of Hundun, stretched out from the void and headed straight for the Taichu.
Taichu snorted coldly, and with a sudden swing of his Bronze Spear, the runes on the spearhead burst forth with dazzling light, instantly severing the nine chains.
"You think you can shake my rule with a broken gun?"
From the depths of the hive came a deep and cold voice, a voice that seemed to come from the deepest hell, filled with endless majesty and oppression.
Taichu did not answer; his gaze was firm and cold, and he thrust out his Bronze Spear once more.
This time, the spear tip pierced directly through the core of the Honeycomb Structure and into the center of those nine pairs of dark gold eyes.
"Boom--!"
With a deafening roar, the entire Honeycomb Structure began to shake violently, and the imprisoned souls simultaneously let out earth-shattering screams.
Taichu felt a powerful force surging from the gun, flowing down his arm and into his body.
That is the power of cosmic consciousness, the power formed by the condensed will of countless rebel souls.
Taichu's body began to glow, and his figure gradually blurred in the light, as if he were about to merge with the entire universe.
His consciousness spread throughout the universe, as if he could sense the fluctuations in every corner.
He saw the imprisoned souls, their pain and despair, and also their hope and faith.
"You...are free..." Taichu said softly.
His voice, like heavenly music, echoed throughout the universe.
The imprisoned souls began to gradually dissipate, their faces becoming peaceful, their eyes filled with gratitude and relief.
The Honeycomb Structure vibrated more and more violently, and finally collapsed completely in a dazzling light.
The figure of Taichu emerged from the light, still holding the Bronze Spear in his hand. The runes on the spear had disappeared, replaced by patterns that shimmered with golden light.
"It's over..."
Taichu said in a low voice, his gaze sweeping around him. He found that the imprisoned souls had all vanished, replaced by a tranquil starry sky.
He knew that the battle was finally over, but he also understood that this was just the beginning.
"Master..." a weak voice came from behind Taichu.
He turned around and saw Six-Eared Macaque struggling to support himself, his face as pale as paper, but his eyes shining with determination.
"Six-Eared Macaque ..." Taichu quickly walked to Six-Eared Macaque' side and helped him up.
Six-Eared Macaque was severely injured, but his eyes remained resolute.
"Master... we... won..." Six-Eared Macaque said with difficulty, his voice weak but full of the joy of victory.
Taichu nodded, his gaze sweeping around as he noticed that the figures of Saint Lord Chenyi, Xuan Yuan, and others were gradually emerging from the void.
Their faces were tired, but their eyes were full of relief and hope.
"Yes...we won..." Taichu said softly, his voice tinged with weariness, but even more so with determination and resolve.
"But this is just the beginning..." Saint Lord Chenyi walked to Taichu's side and said in a low voice.
His gaze swept around, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes.
Taichu nodded; he understood what Saint Lord Chenyi meant.
Although the rule of the Inspector was overthrown, there was an even more powerful force behind them.
Those enemies lurking in the shadows are still waiting for their chance.
"We must be prepared..." Taichu said in a low voice, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, his eyes flashing with determination.
Everyone nodded, their eyes filled with determination and conviction.
They knew that although the battle was over, their mission was far from over.
"Let's go... we still have a lot to do..."
Taichu spoke softly, his figure gradually dissipating in the starry sky, as if merging with the entire universe.
The crowd followed Taichu's figure and disappeared into the horizon.
Although their figures have disappeared, their will remains forever in this starry sky, becoming the hope and belief of countless rebels.
Just after everyone left, a phantom slowly appeared, transformed into a streak of Liu Guang, and sped away into the Depths of Chaos.