Shen Luo's Divine Soul shifted its gaze to the streak of light, following the path of its leaps. He vaguely sensed a pattern, but in his haste, he had no time to think it through.
"If you can bring me the magic power from my dreams, then help me one more time... just once more. I can't die yet!" Shen Luo's Divine Soul roared at the boundless sea of stars, his voice nearly breaking.
The void remained silent. The starlight around him was unmoved, still flickering between light and darkness, as though saying, What does your life or death have to do with the cycles of the Heavenly Dao?
Shen Luo had no idea when he would be expelled from this realm. If he failed to borrow cultivation to protect himself, the moment his Divine Soul returned would be the moment he died and his Dao perished.
If the Heavenly Dao has nothing to do with me, then I'll seek those who do! The thought sprang into Shen Luo's mind.
Immediately afterward, he began calling out names, one after another. "Zhong Ying, Jin You, Deng Yuguang, Yin Jiao, Pang Yu, Liu Ji, Ma Sheng, Wen Qiong, Wang Shan, Geng Tong..."
These were none other than the names of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Dipper Soldiers he had fought in the Golden Pagoda. All their names were recorded in the Heavenly Register.
As he called out, faint, unusual glimmers finally appeared in the sea of stars around him. Each name seemed to correspond to a star, and whenever he called one, a star answered from afar, flashing with light.
A sliver of hope rose in Shen Luo's heart, and he called out even louder.
Yet despite the flickering stars, no further phenomenon appeared around him.
The sea of stars remained unchanged, as did