Willow Bend Supergalactic Cluster,
The starship hung silently in the boundless deep space. Under the starlight filling the heavens, its silver-white metal surface reflected a distinct metallic sheen, like an artificial star.
Inside the training room, all was silent.
The young man sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed, staring blankly at the black-and-white lines that had snapped in two and drifted to the floor...
After a long while,
"It... broke..."
A dry voice emerged from his throat. The dullness gradually faded from his eyes, and the young man finally awakened from the aftershock of his self-destruction.
"After a full five thousand years, it finally... broke!"
Li Qingshan sighed with emotion. With a wave of his hand, he drew the two sections of the "Thread of Destiny" to himself, scrutinizing the uneven pits and hollows at the fracture with all his might, as though he were... admiring his achievement.
After all, every invisible crack upon it had been "measured" with his life!
"Five thousand years have passed. The progress has finally... crossed halfway!"
Li Qingshan spoke with feeling, his gaze sweeping over the illusory status panel.
[Realm: Star Ascension 0.359...621/9]
The progress bar had not yet reached "0.5," but relying on the trait of "the more he exploded, the faster it became," as well as the Thread of Destiny breaking right on schedule according to his calculations, it was enough to prove that his previous estimate of ten thousand years had not been wrong.
"This should count as good news... right?"
Li Qingshan's lips twitched, yet he could not force out a smile. He could only rub his temples as he rose and headed outside.
"Authority is difficult to break. Even if it is only a fragment, one must exhaust every ounce of strength before one can