Crystal-clear, flowing phantasmal light drifted through the endless void, like a curtain woven from crystalline matter. In this strange spacetime constructed from the Star Proliferation Body's "memories," Yu Sheng quietly pondered a few questions.
Ankaela, the Star Proliferation Body... what would come next?
The Goddess of Beauty, Heka Star, Tree Angel—what lay behind these known "Dark Angels"?
One "Dark Angel" after another had appeared in this world. Their very "descent" seemed to herald something. At the end of the known universe, certain "truths" seemed to be emerging in a deeply unsettling form.
In this space governed by memories and consciousness, there seemed to be no clear concept of time. Yu Sheng had no idea how long he had been lost in thought. When he came back to himself, Yun Qingzi was still standing quietly before him.
"For many years, this seed has been searching for soil in which to take root," the old man slowly began. "I was devoured by it, yet by a twist of fate, I obtained its memories. After going through those memories again and again, I could only reach one conclusion—with mortal strength, it is impossible to resist this extraterrestrial fiend."
Yu Sheng stroked his chin. "An extraterrestrial fiend..."
Yun Qingzi's expression was wooden. "From different positions, every enemy of mankind is a fiend. No matter how pitiful or lamentable, it remains a calamity—it may only want to live, but if it lives, people in this world will continue to die."
Yu Sheng raised an eyebrow. "So you really were trying to solve the Star Proliferation Body's problem?"
Yun Qingzi fell silent for several seconds before speaking with a sigh. "I admit that in the past few centuries... I truly did begin to be affected by the Star Proliferation Body, and the influence grew deeper by