Illusory Realm Fusion. "The spirit eye contains the essence of our forebears' bloodline. If a compatible descendant of the clan inherits it, they may barely be able to recreate a fraction of our forebears' great power from those days..."
The Metal Giant Chu spoke in a deep voice, his Divine Sense Transmission resounding once more beside Chu Mu's ear.
Chu Mu nodded slightly but said nothing.
Though from his perception, this Lone Eye seemed to be far more than mere bloodline essence.
But since its connection to the Lightwing Gold Spirit Clan had been confirmed, the rest was clearly unimportant.
Once the Lone Eye was stored away by the Metal Giant Chu, all the various auras and fluctuations that had filled the dead planet vanished completely, returning it to its original state of lifeless desolation.
Only the savage fissures crisscrossing the crust still bore witness to what had just occurred.
The void was silent, and the planet lay still.
The Metal Giant towered there, seemingly tinged with melancholy and wistful sighs.
Expressionless, Chu Mu silently surveyed the starry sky beyond the planet.
The memory fragments from earlier had been exceedingly clear.
This Integrated Body Great Talent of the Lightwing Gold Spirit Clan had clearly been pursued by some Unknown Existence, fleeing all the way here before ultimately perishing in meditation.
Yet strangely, not a single one of those memory fragments had revealed the source of the pursuing threat.
In such a case, either all traces had been erased, or it was an existence without form or substance.
Of course, those were only possibilities in the material world. Amid such bizarre and grotesque phenomena, no one could know what kind of strangeness truly existed.
After pondering for a while, Chu Mu slowly asked, "Do you know anything about this Deep Illusory