Hanxing put away his blade and slowly turned around. Activating Star Eyes, he repaired the Stellaron and took it away, then cut open a spatial portal and placed it inside.
"You... were glanced at by 'Harmony'?" Firefly stared at Hanxing's changed eyes. "Firefly... right?" Hanxing paused. "I've probably already set foot on the so-called Path of 'Harmony.' As for that Emanator-level pressure that appeared briefly, I don't know what caused it either. Anyway, for now, I'm just an ordinary 'Harmony' Pathstrider. And of course, there's also... my memories."
"You... got your memories back?" Firefly's voice was a little tense. She hadn't expected the decision of whether to stay or leave to come so soon.
"Yes..." Hanxing nodded. "But I don't have a chance to go back either... You can think of it as my universe having been destroyed."
"De... stroyed?" Firefly's heart tightened at first, but then she breathed a sigh of relief. At least that meant Hanxing wouldn't leave.
"Let's not talk about the past for now..." Hanxing shook his head. "Tell me what happened while I was unconscious."
"After Basha defeated you, he fought the two of us. It seemed his strength had weakened considerably because he was being rejected by the Path of 'Destruction.' After we held him off for a while, Basha withdrew the divine power from the entire planet, killing Yan Bai and everyone on Fansha Star. But their wills merged into your blade, which may have ultimately caused you to be glanced at by 'Harmony.' That was probably also the reason for the Emanator-level pressure."
"I see... No wonder there was a golden light on my blade..." Hanxing remarked. "Speaking of which, what's your real name?" Firefly remembered the question and turned to Hanxing. But Hanxing only shook his head. "My real name... isn't important anymore. Keep calling me Hanxing."
Though Firefly didn't understand, she could only nod. "But... something just occurred to me..." Hanxing changed the subject, though he seemed to be talking to himself. "As a sliver of Eternal Finality's power, this blade contains a universe of its own. Finding a so-called 'Fansha Star' shouldn't be too difficult..."
"What... are you talking about?" Firefly looked at Hanxing as he talked to himself. It was as though he had become a different person. Hanxing looked at Firefly and spoke slowly. "'Eternal Finality' is the destroyer of the multiverse. The instant They are born, the entire world vanishes into nothing and enters the next cycle. And this 'Blade of Ending' contains a sliver of Their power, which means it contains at least one universe!"
"In other words... a different multiverse, right?" Firefly listened blankly to Hanxing's explanation, and a different thought occurred to her. Hanxing was thinking along the same lines. "That's right. We can rebuild their bodies in the world inside the blade, so they can live and work there in peace."
"I see..." Firefly remarked, then looked at Hanxing. "So... what do we do next?" Hearing her question, Hanxing looked around. That was right. This place had become a dead planet, and there was no need to stay.
"Oh, right... your eyes?" Firefly remembered and looked at Hanxing. "The yellow and purple border is a blessing from 'Harmony,' and the clock pattern in my right eye is a sign that the Eye of Time is about to appear."
"The Eye of Time... what's that?" Firefly asked curiously. "A medium for controlling time, space, and matter. It's also a condition for ascending to godhood. As for ascending to godhood... it's too complicated. I'll tell you about it when the time comes. But because it was struck by the remnants of 'Ena's' divine power, it hasn't fully opened. Right now, it can only perform basic spatial manipulation."
Firefly digested the enormous amount of information, but in the end she gave up. "Anyway, the blade's energy has recovered. Let's go back."
Hanxing nodded. "The energy in this blade seems to have turned into Path energy now." Holding the blade, Hanxing raised it toward the sky and drew in the souls that had yet to disperse. Then he tore space open with his bare hands, opening the way home...