Silence spread through deep space.
Shen Yi's brows drew together slightly, his gaze locked on the edge of the rift stretching across the void.
Winnie had just reminded him.
A wisp of dark aura, almost dispersed by the endless ages, had surfaced. At this very moment, there truly was one within his perception, and it was fluctuating with extreme faintness.
"Strange," Shen Yi murmured, a trace of barely perceptible doubt in his voice. "When I came here alone before, I didn't sense this thing's existence at all."
Back then, after he had dealt with the Insect Race, he had followed the instinctive fear buried deep in the Insect Race's genes and found this region.
While investigating the rift in the World Barrier, aside from the lingering aura of black fog and the ancient scar itself, he had not detected any other special fluctuations.
If this wisp of dark aura had always existed, why had the Insect Race at the time, those creatures abnormally sensitive to energy and rule fluctuations, shown no sign of anything unusual?
They had even avoided this region collectively, as if this place were an absolute forbidden zone, yet had left no record whatsoever of another faint aura.
"Lord Shen Yi." Xilos's voice suddenly sounded, carrying a rare hesitation.
Those crimson eyes were fixed on a certain spot at the edge of the rift. The flame-like Psionic Energy that had originally been restrained around her rose and fell slightly, as if stirred by an invisible wind.
"This aura has a kind of... inexplicable pull on me."
She paused, seeming to search for the right words.
"It isn't an attraction of matter or energy. It's more like... a resonance at the root of power? Or a calling?"
"I can't explain it clearly, but the feeling is extremely strong..."