Strictly speaking, the writing the system had cracked was itself a form equivalent to an extremely ancient primordial morpheme. Every symbolic concept that had ever existed in modern languages had derived from it, and each had found its own unique place of belonging within this morphemic system.
This trait allowed this set of primordial morphemes, even untranslated, to convey the most fundamental concept the speaker wished to express—and now, the system had translated that concept into words everyone could understand.
"Immortal...?"
"How is that possible!?"
Herta murmured aloud.
Jiang Lianqiu's ears twitched, and he turned to look over. "I hope you're not talking about that Dragon God who's been lying dead for who knows how many years."
"Unfortunately." Herta spread her hands. "It is Him. The Immortal Star God—the meaning expressed by this phrase points precisely to that dead dragon."
"I have a bold guess..." Corner of the mouth twitched. "Just now, you said you couldn't figure out in what form the ripples caused by the failed impact on the Void Realm existed..."
"I thought of it too." Herta's eyes were already shining with an incomparably bright light.
It was an even brighter radiance than when she had asked Supreme Xiangbo what divinity was.
"That ripple's current name should be... Path...!"
"We seem to have touched upon the ultimate origin of the Star Gods!"
Herta still wanted to say something, but the words that followed were swallowed by a sudden burst of noise.
Vibration.
The circular floor shook violently, the motion so intense that Kiana staggered and nearly rolled down the steps, only stabilizing after Mei grabbed her by the back of her collar.
The twelve Crystal Pillars stopped spinning at the same time, and the dense symbols on the Light Screen began jumping wildly, as if an invisible hand