Just as Su Ming carefully experienced his new realm.
At the very center of the four Starcore Fragments surrounding his heart core.
A thread of extremely faint yet incomparably noble and pure violet-gold energy flickered slightly.
In a daze, Su Ming seemed to hear an ethereal murmur:
"Tch, a little brat who hasn't even reached the Golden Core stage has stuffed so much miscellaneous junk into his body. What's so—mmph!..."
The voice carried an indescribably ancient resonance.
Yet its tone was filled with
—disdain?
The voice cut off abruptly, as though someone had suddenly covered its mouth.
Or as though it had realized something and immediately fallen silent.
All that remained was a hurried trailing note and utter silence.
"!!!"
Su Ming jolted.
His consciousness instantly withdrew from its inward inspection.
His eyes snapped open, and his gaze swept across the endless starry sky beyond the observation window as though it were tangible.
Sharp as lightning.
Then he abruptly turned and scanned every corner of the cabin.
"Who? Who was talking?!"
Su Ming barked.
His divine sense surged like a tide, instantly filling the entire ship.
It even pierced through the hull and spread rapidly outward.
Searching for the slightest suspicious fluctuation or hidden presence.
That voice had been brief.
Yet it carried a supreme aura that made even his soul tremble.
And that disdainful tone...
It was practically judging him like some scavenger picking through trash!
Yet no matter how he searched.
Inside and outside the ship, apart from his own vast divine power, his companions' energy, and the radiation of the cosmic background.
There was nothing abnormal.
The voice had come strangely and vanished without a trace, as if it had only been an illusion.
But Su Ming was absolutely certain—it definitely had not been an illusion!
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