Guided by the Blade of Fate · Rewriting the Star Source

Deep within the Purple Bamboo Grove, as the first rays of dawn illuminate the scene, fragments of light from the Milky Way scatter through the bamboo leaves, as if celestial music is playing softly, cleansing the soul.

Xingheng led Qin Yu, Yan Yue, Yunyi, Zi Xue, and Extinguished Light slowly. Her steps were extremely light, her clothes fluttering with the breath of the Milky Way, and each step left behind a sky full of starlight and shadow, as if she were walking on a dream woven by fate.

Suddenly, her voice, soft as a zither, rang out:

"This is the deepest part of the Immortal Source, the final sanctuary where I have guarded for countless epochs."

"The path you have taken, from the Reverse Waterfall, through the ocean floor of the Milky Way, to the 'Star Annihilation Fate Palace Divine Temple,' has long been silent and abandoned."

"But because of your arrival, it began to revive and rebuild itself step by step."

Everyone listened quietly. Xingheng's gaze slowly drifted into the distance, and her voice suddenly became gentle yet desolate:

"You saw that body seated on the throne on the second floor of the temple, didn't you?"

Yan Yue gently, a thoughtful look passing through her eyes.

Xingheng turned her head, her gaze passing through the purple bamboo and landing at the distant end of the stars, where she seemed to see the figure still silently sitting in the temple.

"That was my husband," she whispered, a fleeting, indescribable light flashing in her eyes. "He Annihilation completely a hundred epochs ago, yet his body... as you've seen, remains as radiant as ever, without a trace of decay."

"Because he was once the Lord of Fate-Traces."

"His 'Soul of Fate' once carried the initial order of the entire Immortal Source. The moment his soul perished was the first time the Immortal Source came to a standstill."

"And now..." Xingheng slowly closed her eyes, her voice low and light, "He is still waiting for me to call him back, but I... have not yet been able to reclaim the complete trajectory of his life source."

She didn't say anything more, but continued walking. The bamboo shadows brushed against her cheek, as if sealing her compassion and perseverance in the wind deep within the tranquil Milky Way.

Qin Yu and the others remained silent. Even unrestrained beings like Extinguished Light and Yunyi gazed quietly at that figure, a sense of respect they had never felt before rising in their hearts.

This journey seems to have become more than just a serendipitous search for destiny.

Instead, it marked the beginning of a period of waiting and longing spanning billions of years.

Sparse bamboo shadows, the Milky Way's beauty still lingers, and Xingheng continues to lead everyone on a stroll through the secluded path deep within the Immortal Source. Starlight fills the sky, as if time itself has slowed down.

Qin Yu suddenly spoke, his expression solemn and his tone respectful as he asked:

"Senior... do you mean that the 'Fate Que Divine Temple' was originally submerged at the bottom of the sea and was already dilapidated?"

Xingheng nodded slightly upon hearing this, gazed at the distant sky, and spoke slowly:

"Yes... After that battle, the Fate Que Divine Temple completely collapsed and sank to the bottom of this 'Immortal Source Silver Sea,' and for a hundred epochs, no one has been able to set foot inside it again."

"The ruins and broken stones you see are its true form in its silence. And that temple was once the most magnificent and solemn ancestral temple of my clan, the seat of my husband— the Lord of Fate-Traces, Che Ming."

As she spoke, her voice paused slightly, and a sorrowful light, suppressed beneath the myriad stars, flickered in her eyes.

"A hundred epochs ago, my Immortal Source Clan was the oldest clan in this silver sea, controlling the source of destiny and the principles of the Milky Way."

"But in that battle... nine out of ten of our clan's elders perished, only a thousand of our million divine soldiers remained, our life cores were all shattered, and even our Sea of Fate Source was breached."

"Che Ming... it was in that battle, beneath the Fate Source Severed Abyss, that he perished along with his enemy."

Her voice was soft, yet it sounded like the Milky Way itself was humming.

Yan Yue, Zi Xue, and Yunyi all wore solemn expressions, and even Extinguished Light's eyes revealed a faint, deep light.

Qin Yu quietly bowed his head and clasped his hands, remaining silent for a long time.

Xingheng's voice drifted in on the wind, but suddenly changed:

"However, now--"

"The Fate Que Divine Temple has been revived, the Silver Sea has been reunited, and the fragments of cause and effect, the throne of the Destiny Master, and the sealed body on the second floor of the temple have all reappeared in their original forms."

"All of this only came to pass after you stepped in."

She slowly turned her head, her gaze falling on Qin Yu and the others, her tone carrying a profound meaning that seemed to have seen through the destiny chart:

"This is no coincidence."

"Your appearance must have triggered some 'unexplainable' causal law."

"And it is very likely related to the 'battle that was forcibly erased' of my Immortal Source Clan."

"You... perhaps should have appeared in that era."

Xingheng slowly raised her hand, pointing to the long-dimmed remnant of the Milky Way at the edge of the sky. Her voice was soft, yet it seemed to have traversed countless eons of time storms.

That battle is what we call the Dark Turmoil.

"It did not originate from my Immortal Source Clan, but it ended with my Immortal Source Clan."

She spoke slowly, word by word:

"At that time, the Immortal Source Silver Sea was a place where all races coexisted and temples stood in abundance. My Immortal Source Clan was at its peak, wielding the ninety-nine Fate Trace Divine Pillars and governing the Gates of Destiny of the thirty-six eras."

"At that time, Che Ming... my husband, had already ascended to the position of Lord of the Fate Realm, able to control the Milky Way's destiny and govern the causal path of stars."

"We could have lived in peace forever, until—that 'Black Abyss' split open."

Qin Yu frowned slightly. "Black Abyss?"

Xingheng nodded slightly, her eyes filled with the pain of memories.

"It was a terrifying zone that had long been sealed and erased from many divine texts... No one knows where it originated; it has no coordinates, nor any logical beginning."

"But in that era, that 'Black Abyss' suddenly appeared in the Western Region the Immortal Source Silver Sea. It wasn't a crack, but a devourer."

"Of the first group of explorers we sent out, only a single thought returned—a thought containing only one sentence: 'You are not allowed to remember me.'"

A strange light flashed in Yan Yue's eyes. "Memory logic seal?"

"Far more than that."

Xingheng gazed into the void, slowly reaching out her hand. A blurry image appeared in her palm, resembling a blood-stained, fragmented painting.

"Then, the first 'Unknown One' emerged from the Black Abyss."

"He has no name, no identity, no cause and effect, but the moment he appeared, the future timelines of seven of the Nine Realms of Immortal Source were directly severed."

"We don't even know what he came here for—everywhere he went in each era turned into an unknowable chaotic wasteland."

We call him: Annihilation Oblivion Main Body.

"Following closely behind, three more Enemies of the Construct emerged from the Black Abyss —each possessing their own independent destiny, yet refusing recognition from all chains of Fate-Cause."

They call themselves: the Three Dark Sequence Soul Bodies.

Xingheng's voice was now tinged with coldness. "We mobilized a total of nine Life Lord-level experts, deployed all the constructs in the Silver Sea, thirty-three Star Orbit War Gods, and Che Ming form."

But in the end...

She paused for a moment, her starry eyes slightly lowered.

"I only remember the last scene: Che Ming overturned the entire Furnace of Fate Trajectories, intending to burn away the enemy's causal chains, but the 'Annihilation Oblivion Main Body' merely raised a hand and whispered: 'This cause Unborn, the one who burns is not here.'"

"And so he vanished."

Yan Yue, Qin Yu, and the others were all shaken to their core.

Xingheng continued, "I remember, when the temple collapsed, the area beneath the Milky Way became a deathly realm."

"And those from Black Abyss... did not press their advantage."

"They simply walked back into the Black Abyss, as if they had never existed."

"And our Fate Trace Divine Pillars, from that moment on—has never trembled again."

"Until... you arrived."

Xingheng stood beside the nine-petaled Milky Way lotus, the purple bamboo swaying gently. Her voice, like the soft cascading starlight of the Milky Way, quietly resonated in the ears of Qin Yu and the others.

"I know... that our meeting today is definitely not as simple as fate would have it."

She lowered her head slightly, gazing at the Milky Way's path of light beneath her feet. It was the only remaining orbit leading to "that era," and the long river of fate, marked by that tragic collapse, faintly emerged from the depths of the starlight.

"After that battle, my Immortal Source Clan was almost wiped out, and the Fate Que Divine Temple fell into complete silence... I personally witnessed Che Ming's annihilation by that single finger."

"And your arrival, especially yours— Qin Yu."

She gazed gently at Qin Yu, a rare glimmer of undisguised hope and excitement appearing in her eyes.

"You can reignite the life force of the temple, reverse the flow of the starry sea, and restore the ninety-nine pillars of destiny—this proves that you are the core of 'Karmic Reverse Derivation'."

"Perhaps, you are the 'reopeners' that Fate Que has been waiting for."

She turned and bowed slightly, showing the utmost respect to the five people, befitting the person in charge of the mission.

"Therefore, I would like to request that you return to that war."

"If you can, in that dark upheaval, Annihilation your Annihilation Oblivion Main Body, erase the Three Dark Sequence Soul Bodies, and disintegrate the Black Abyss Logic Army—"

"Then... the Fate Que Divine Temple will never collapse, returning to its former glory as a peak temple, and my husband— Che Ming —will never be annihilated."

Her voice softened, but her resolve grew stronger:

"If you are willing, the entire Immortal Source Clan, including the Starfall Ancient Clan, the Star Mark Orderkeeper Group, the Fate Trace Book Lineage... will obey your orders and serve you to the death on the battlefield forever."

After a moment of silence, Xingheng finally uttered her last words:

"I can no longer change the future; only you may be able to rewrite the past."

She gazed deeply at Qin Yu and whispered:

"You are the writer chosen by fate."

At that moment, Xingheng's figure still stood amidst the Purple Bamboo Grove, and her words, like ripples across billions of light-years of destiny, lingered in everyone's hearts for a long time.

Yan Yue's eyes trembled slightly. Although she had witnessed the oppressive aura of the Fate Master before, she was now stunned by this trust. She looked at Qin Yu, her beautiful eyes filled with astonishment and a hidden tremor:

"She... entrusted the fate of the entire Immortal Source Clan... into his hands?"

Yunyi's eyes widened, her pretty face filled with disbelief. She muttered softly, "No way... even someone of this caliber has decided on you? Brother Yu, are you... the one destined for me all along?"

Extinguished Light stood quietly to one side, his gaze lingering on Xingheng's retreating figure, and murmured softly:

"That was... an existence far beyond this world. Her aura wasn't within the cosmic system, but outside of some kind of 'world-constructing source'... Who exactly is she?"

Zi Xue was the most shocked. Her hands trembled slightly as she looked at Qin Yu, then at Xing Xingheng galaxy coalescing from the heavens, and whispered:

"This is... the Guide of Fate? Someone who can see the future's cause and effect at a glance... She said, 'You are the one who writes the Blade of Fate,' so her level of attainment... is probably..."

Even Zi Xue dared not make any more wild guesses.

At this moment, the four transcendent beings fell silent, their hearts surging with unprecedented emotions.

They didn't know what Xingheng's realm was, but they sensed an undeniable power of control over cause and effect from her every word and action.

And she actually entrusted the entire Immortal Source Clan's fate, shackled for billions of years, to Qin Yu, who came from the Source of Epochless.

At this moment, Qin Yu stood in the center of the four, but remained silent. He simply raised his head slowly, gazing at the countless purple bamboos swaying in the starlight, his eyes reflecting the phrase:

"You are the Blade of Fate, and they are the most important stroke in your life."

He lowered his gaze, looking at the four people beside him, silently responding in his heart:

"Then—let me take up my pen and defy fate with this defiant writing."

A silent aura permeated the air, and a wisp of azure light flickered in his mind's sea—it was the Azure Ring, silently responding to the obsession in his heart.

The destiny of the Immortal Source has already been entrusted to him.

Qin Yu, without a sound, embarked on a path destined to rewrite billions of years of history.

Xingheng slowly turned around, her galaxy-like skirt swaying slightly. Her voice remained soft and gentle, yet it seemed to contain the insight of countless epochs within the shifting stars.

"Qin Yu, I know you still have reservations."

Her gaze was gentle yet profound; when it fell upon Qin Yu, it seemed to see through all the fluctuations of his thoughts.

"You're not the kind of person who easily accepts fate. I can sense that you'd rather forge your own path with your own blade... That's why I'm entrusting this mission to you."

She sighed softly, her voice carrying an unspeakable loneliness born of the passage of time:

"The reason I say you are the Blade of Fate is not because of your combat power, nor because of the weapon you wield, nor because you are surrounded by transcendent beasts and chosen ones... but because your 'definition of existence' itself transcends the logical origin of cause and effect."

Xingheng slowly raised her hand, and a starlight projection appeared in the air—it was the Azure Ring within Qin Yu's sea of consciousness. The Azure Ring floated quietly in Qin Yu's sea of consciousness, its azure light illuminating the entire sea of consciousness.

"This Azure Ring does not belong to this world, nor was it created by you; rather, it was automatically summoned by the logic of your existence."

She slowly lowered her hand and continued softly:

"Your arrival in the Annihilation Heaven Overarching Realm is due to the tearing of the causal dimension by the Fate Cause Master Diagram. And the 'Eternal Abyss Star Soul Core' you seek is indeed located in the deepest forbidden domain of this Immortal Source."

Qin Yu's eyes widened in surprise, and he was about to speak when Xingheng added:

"However, that place was sealed by my husband with his last blow, and only his Fate Soul technique—'Eternal Star Severing Boundary: Fate Track Sealing'—can open it."

After speaking, she gazed at Qin Yu, a faint glimmer of hope appearing in her eyes for the first time:

"The reason why the Fate Que Divine Temple was revived because of your arrival... is precisely because you possess the 'Fate-Guiding Factor' to activate that seal."

"... Perhaps, all of this was destined from the beginning."

As these words fell, Qin Yu suddenly felt a slight tremor in his sea of consciousness—

The Azure Ring trembled slightly, and a blue glow appeared in his eyes as if in response.

He then looked at the woman before him— Xingheng, her face as if formed from the Milky Way, her robes draped with starlight, her words devoid of any selfish desire.

It was as if the fate of the Immortal Source Clan over millions of years, and a source artifact powerful enough to shake the very foundation of the Annihilation Heaven Overarching Realm, were all entrusted to him.

He slowly raised his head, his eyes becoming clear and resolute.

"Senior..."

He stepped forward, his right fist clenched tightly at his heart, solemnly and stubbornly accepting this weighty responsibility:

I promise you.

"Since all of this started because of me, then I will rewrite it."

Xingheng smiled gently, and in that instant, even the Purple Bamboo Grove seemed to shine even brighter.

She nodded slightly, turned to look at the shattered realm faintly emerging in the deep starry sky, her voice clear and distant like celestial music:

"Good, good, good... My Immortal Source Clan has finally ushered in the Blade of Fate."