An unknown amount of time passed.
As the Runic Puppet devoured them, the inner stars went out one after another.
Without the inner stars to sustain it, this space poised between illusion and reality slowly collapsed as well.
It was as though it had never existed.
Chen Lin felt a pang of melancholy.
Thousands of years of effort had turned to bubbles in a single day. No outsider could understand how that felt.
But he had no regrets. Given another chance, he would do the same thing.
Everyone had only so much energy. He could not possibly master every means available to him. After all these years, aside from Destiny Law, the laws of his inner stars remained at the low level found within the Boundary River.
Even Destiny Law itself.
It had never managed to ascend to a high dimension.
From now on, he would focus on destiny. After all, that was his talent ability. As for everything else, he could rely on the Myriad Phenomena Art to manifest it. As long as he had the Myriad Phenomena Art, he could still use those abilities.
But Chen Lin knew.
There was a prerequisite.
He had to complete the life task and receive at least an excellent evaluation for his current efforts to mean anything.
If he could not eternalize the Myriad Phenomena Art, all his efforts would be wasted, and his experience and memories would be erased.
If his evaluation was very low.
He would have to pin his hopes on his Natal Runic Inscription. If its rank could suppress the Ferry's rules, he could still retain his gains.
He would only know the specifics when the time came.
Once he had dealt with the inner stars and True Solar Fire, that abnormal energy vanished as well. His Natal