The Blank Rift Valley finally came into view. When the Chi Lineage team crossed the last sand dune, which was riddled with holes by the gray-white storm, everyone stopped at the same time, and even their breaths froze for a moment. The ground in front of them had cracked open.
It wasn't a canyon in the ordinary sense, but rather as if a piece of the "structure of existence" had been forcibly torn away from the entire Fourth Multidimensional Universe by some unspeakable force. The rift stretched across the ends of the earth, thousands of miles wide, and its depths were unfathomable. Inside the rift, there was neither darkness nor light, but rather a constantly churning "blank space."
A vast expanse of grayish-white mist flowed slowly deep within the rift valley, and the outlines of ancient corpses occasionally emerged from within the mist; those corpses were enormous.
Some skulls were thousands of feet tall, their skulls covered with extinguished Fate Soul patterns; some had thirty-six pairs of bone wings, and even after countless years of death, the primordial pressure remaining between the bone wings still caused the space to crack continuously; and some corpses had only a finger stuck in the edge of the rift, but the gray-white chains wrapped around that finger were still slowly writhing, as if they had once locked up some indescribable existence.
Even more bizarre were the boundary markers; rows of pitch-black stone tablets floated above the rift valley, seemingly weightless.
Some are hanging upside down, some are standing horizontally, and some are even slowly melting. The surface of the monument is covered with completely unrecognizable primordial symbols. These symbols change on their own every few breaths, sometimes resembling characters, sometimes eyes, and sometimes some kind of constantly weeping face.
What is most chilling is that all the names on the standing boundary markers have been completely erased, leaving only mottled and blurred engravings. This world has utterly deprived them of all qualifications to leave a trace and be remembered by the world.
A wind blew from the depths of the rift, a wind devoid of warmth, yet it simultaneously instilled in everyone a sense of indescribable emptiness within their consciousness. Shen Qingchen slowly tightened his grip on the Blank Dao Scroll, cold sweat even beading on his forehead. He whispered in a strained voice, "What... was buried here...?"
Su Qingyuan also gazed into the depths of the rift, her fingers slowly tightening around the Sheathless Blade. For the first time, a slight tremor appeared in her usually calm eyes. "These corpses... in life, they were definitely all beyond the True Annihilation Realm · Supreme..."
Chi Jun took a deep breath, suppressing his inner turmoil, and said in a deep voice, "Don't get distracted. The Blank Rift Valley will devour divine consciousness. Everyone, stabilize your Fate Soul structure."
Everyone snapped back to their senses, but in the next instant—a dark silver light suddenly shone in the center of the rift. With a rumble, the entire Blank Rift Valley began to tremble slightly. The gray-white mist slowly dissipated, and then everyone's pupils contracted simultaneously, because a lake was floating in the very center of the rift.
The lake was not attached to any land; it floated in mid-air deep within the rift valley. The lake water... no, it could no longer be called "water." The entire lake was composed entirely of dark silver fluid, which had no weight, no waves, and no flow patterns that liquids should have.
They rotate slowly like countless layers of intertwined threads of fate, with fine, hair-like shadows floating within each wisp of dark silver light. These shadows shimmer with indescribable colors, as if billions of "what ifs" are born within them simultaneously.
Occasionally, illusions would appear on the lake's surface. Sometimes it was the birth of a universe, sometimes it was a supreme being severing the threads of their own destiny, and sometimes it was an entire realm being utterly destroyed in some "what if." But as soon as those images appeared, they would sink back into the dark silver fluid, as if they had never existed.
The entire lake slowly swirls into a circular eddy, Beginningless rotating. The world is quiet and Endless, without a sound. Yet, deep within the consciousness of all living beings, a low-frequency, deep humming vibration ripples out. This unusual movement is the lingering echo of the earth-shaking vibrations that spread across the world at the moment when countless new possibilities are born.
The eleven disciples of the Chi Lineage were completely stunned, some even forgetting to breathe. "This... this is the Water of the Myriad Evolutions Dao Source..." "The Fate String Mystic Liquid..." "I actually saw it..." one disciple murmured, his voice trembling. Another stared intently at the lake surface, his eyes filled with the dark silver light. "Just now... I think I saw another version of myself..."
Shen Qingchen gazed at the lake, Blank Dao Scroll turned its pages on its own, with numerous blank life patterns constantly appearing and disappearing. Su Qingyuan's Sheathless Blade emitted a low, resonant sound for the first time, its intent seemingly drawn by something in the lake.
Chi Jun slowly exhaled, suppressing the shock in his mind, and then said in a deep voice, "Alright, alright, stop standing there." He waved his hand. Twelve strange vessels slowly floated in mid-air. They didn't resemble "cups" at all, but rather "empty holes" forcibly carved out of space. The containers of the Fate String Mystic Liquid — the Void Evolution Empty Cup.
They are completely transparent, without boundaries or solid form, with only a faint, extremely fine, dark silver string network visible within them, slowly vibrating. This string network is not static, but rather resembles some kind of living primordial structure, from time to time revealing numerous blurry string shadows.
Even more bizarrely, the interior of the empty cup was not a three-dimensional space at all. When everyone's divine senses approached, countless layers of "what if planes" appeared inside. Each layer was like a frozen silver lake, with a large number of unborn fragments of destiny floating vaguely beneath the surface.
Chi Jun slowly said, "Take the liquid according to the clan's proportion. No hoarding or taking more than your share. The Fate String Mystic Liquid will sense greed on its own. Once it causes the string network to become unbalanced, we will all be swept into the Blank Rift Valley." Everyone snapped back to their senses. Then they all nodded respectfully. In the next instant, the twelve Void Evolution Empty Cup flew towards the lake at the same time, and the dark silver Fate String Mystic Liquid finally began to fluctuate.
Twelve Void Evolution Empty Cup slowly floated in the center of the Blank Rift Valley, with dark silver Fate String Mystic Liquid constantly rotating below, making the entire lake resemble a slowly rotating core of the universe's origin.
As the Chi Lineage disciples simultaneously activated their life Fate Soul structures, streams of Xuan Mystic Void- level Limitless Evolving True Flow surged from their bodies, transforming into different colored primal rainbows that pierced into the Void Evolution Empty Cup. In an instant, the entire rift valley was illuminated.
Boom! The twelve Void Evolution Empty Cup trembled simultaneously, and the countless layers of "what if planes" inside the lamps suddenly unfolded. Large areas of dark silver string patterns intertwined and spread in the void, presenting billions of rivers of destiny spreading out at the same time.
The Fate String Mystic Liquid in the center of the lake began to rise after being drawn in. Drops of dark silver fluid slowly rose from the lake surface, each drop as heavy as if it were pressing down on the fate of an entire universe.
The mysterious liquid constantly changed during its flight, sometimes transforming into a galaxy, sometimes into human figures, and sometimes even into a collapsing realm.
Shen Qingchen manipulated the Blank Dao Scroll with both hands, and large areas of blank life patterns continuously emerged on the scroll, forming a huge string net trajectory. He carefully guided a drop of Fate String Mystic Liquid into the Void Evolution Empty Cup. The moment that drop of essence truly entered the Void Cup—buzz!!! Countless dark silver string lights instantly lit up inside the entire Void Cup.
The string light suddenly became vibrant and dynamic, surging and spreading wildly. The swirling elixir slowly unfolded and transformed, shedding its liquid form and condensing into an Ultimate thin silver string membrane, suspended above the illusory plane of "what if". The string membrane trembled gently, and countless future scenes that had never come to fruition faintly floated within it.
On the other side, Su Qingyuan gripped the Sheathless Blade with both hands, the edge never drawn. Yet, the entire space had been cleaved into countless regular planes by an extremely subtle blade intent. She was using this blade intent to stabilize the "potential riot" within the Fate String Mystic Liquid.
Whenever a drop of Xuan liquid attempted to escape on its own, she would lightly flick her finger, instantly severing the entire deduction logic. The other Chi Lineage disciples also exerted all their energy to activate their own Fate Soul structures; some unfolded star maps, some summoned domain divine wheels, and some forcibly fixed the empty lamp with primordial chains.
The twelve divine powers intertwined in the center of the Blank Rift Valley, and the entire space was constantly cracking and healing. A large number of dark silver string shadows swirled around the group like a galaxy, creating a magnificent scene as if the most powerful beings in the heavens were working together to weave a brand new universe.
Just as everyone was collecting the third batch of Fate String Mystic Liquid, Chi Jun's expression suddenly changed. His Fate Soul instincts suddenly issued a frantic warning, and an extremely cold chill instantly spread from his spine to his entire body. "Something's wrong..." Chi Jun suddenly looked up. His eyes narrowed sharply. "Stop!!! Everyone stop immediately!!!" This angry shout exploded loudly.
The entire Blank Rift Valley suddenly trembled, and all the Chi Lineage disciples were startled at the same time. The divine powers that were in operation were forcibly stopped, and a large amount of Fate String Mystic Liquid fell back into the lake. Shen Qingchen immediately put the Blank Dao Scroll back to his chest, and his expression instantly became solemn. "Steward Chi, what happened?" Su Qingyuan also retreated quickly, spreading her sword intent around, and warily looked around the entire rift.
Chi Jun stared intently at his surroundings, cold sweat beading on his forehead. "Something's wrong..." "Something... is watching us." As soon as he finished speaking, the entire Blank Rift Valley suddenly fell silent. The wind stopped, the lake's rotation began to slow down, and the faint "buzz of possibility" was gradually disappearing.
Everyone's heart began to pound uncontrollably. In that instant, a disciple of the Chi Lineage suddenly widened his pupils and pointed to the lake with a trembling voice. "Deacon... Deacon..." "There's a shadow in the lake..." Everyone looked down sharply, and the next moment—everyone's scalp tingled as a colossal black shadow slowly emerged from beneath the surface of the entire lake of Fate String Mystic Liquid.
The shadow was enormous, almost covering half the lake, and as it slowly approached the surface, an extremely eerie silhouette gradually emerged. It was a kite, a desert kite so transparent it was almost Does Not Exist. It was no more than three feet long, but the moment its wings spread, all the light above the entire rift valley began to distort.
Its feathers were not solid at all, but rather seemed to be composed of countless layers of transparent glass, their outlines barely visible only when space was slightly refracted. The most terrifying thing was its wings; those thin, cicada-wing-like membranes were densely covered with mouths, countless tiny human mouths. These mouths opened simultaneously, yet no sound was made, but everyone's consciousness simultaneously began to resound with a large number of indistinct whispers.
It was as if someone was calling his name, or as if a long-deceased relative was whispering in his ear. Shen Qingchen's eyes suddenly glazed over. He froze on the spot, because just now, he seemed to have heard someone extremely familiar calling him, but in the next instant, he couldn't remember who it was. Su Qingyuan's face also turned pale.
She clearly remembered what she had just been thinking, but those thoughts vanished into thin air. In the center of the lake, the Silent-Crying Kite finally slowly raised its head. It had no eyes, only two completely black voids. These voids reflected no light, but the moment everyone met its gaze, they all briefly forgot why they had just been standing there.
Chi Jun was the first to wake up, his expression changing drastically. "It's the Silent-Crying Kite!!!" "Retreat quickly!!!" "Everyone, retreat to the shore immediately!!!" Boom!!! The moment Chi Jun's voice exploded, all the Chi Lineage disciples woke up at the same time. The next moment, all twelve of them simultaneously unleashed the Limitless Evolving True Flow, a vast expanse of divine light soaring into the sky. Everyone frantically retreated towards the shore of the rift valley, while the transparent Silent-Crying Kite in the center of the lake finally slowly spread its wings.