The silence of the Chamber of Contemplation was utterly shattered, leaving only the faint crackling of dissipating energy residue.
Ming Xin withdrew his sharp gaze from the void and turned to Ying Sha, issuing rapid instructions:
"Ying Sha, inspect the entire central area and see whether any secondary contamination nodes remain, or whether there are any usable energy reserves.
Before we leave, we must ensure this place will not become a breeding ground for aberrations again."
"Yes, Senior."
Without the slightest hesitation, Ying Sha's figure once more transformed into several shadows. Like the most meticulous scanners, they began examining every inch of the Chamber of Contemplation.
Ming Xin remained before the Main Control Platform, his gaze falling upon the former main control light sphere, now reduced to a gray stone orb.
He reached out and lightly touched its surface. It felt cold and rough, with not the slightest trace of energy fluctuation remaining.
That ancient consciousness had completely dissipated, leaving behind only the grave warning it had delivered in its final moment.
"An unknown external force continues to exert influence... attempting to open the Gate of Finality..." Ming Xin softly repeated the light sphere's final words, his brows faintly furrowed.
He closed his eyes, and within his sea of consciousness, the incomplete Star Chart formed by the Data Torrent slowly unfolded.
The Star Chart had been drawn in an extremely ancient manner, using the encrypted coordinate system of the Observer Civilization at its peak. If Ming Xin had not already touched the level of a Dao Lord,
his understanding of time, space, and information would never have reached such heights. He likely would not even have been able to decipher the most basic directions.
At the core of the Star Chart was a pulsing purple-black vortex marker, beating like a