It was an experience beyond the reach of language. Lin Ye's consciousness seemed to become a drop of water, merging into a boundless ocean while miraculously retaining its own outline. He could sense every being participating in the resonance, from the mightiest Primordial Source to the frailest low-dimensional lifeform. Their thoughts, emotions, and memories all opened themselves to him in that moment, converging into a torrent powerful enough to shake the foundations of the universe.
The Order Sovereign's counterattack crashed down like monstrous waves. The being from the Seventh Dimension finally revealed its true power. These were no longer tentative strikes, but the release of might accumulated over countless eras. The entire conceptual domain trembled beneath its fury. Cracks began to appear in the newly forged connections of will, and some of the more vulnerable beings were even jolted directly out of the resonant state.
Lin Ye felt indescribable pain. As the resonance's core node, every attack from the Order Sovereign struck him first before spreading to the other participants. He had chosen this position willingly, because only by standing at the forefront could he shelter the countless beings behind him. His consciousness swayed on the verge of collapse beneath the violent impacts, yet he never fell.
The Primordial Source's power was like a pillar steadying the sea, stabilizing the entire resonance network at its most perilous moment. This ancient being used the power of its origin to construct a barrier, buying Lin Ye time to catch his breath. It said nothing, but Lin Ye could sense its will—a wordless encouragement telling him not to give up, telling him that victory was within reach.
The Order Sovereign seemed to recognize the threat posed by the Primordial Source as well. It diverted part of its attacks toward the ancient being, trying