Travel through the Shadow Plane had never been so violent.
Ying Sha's body was nearly torn apart by this reckless charge. Every piece of shadow scale armor flaked away and evaporated amid high-frequency vibrations.
Yet he did not slow down in the slightest. Instead, he burned his origin even more fiercely—as though he intended to turn himself into a meteor streaking across eternal darkness, even if it shone for only an instant.
Ming Xin sat cross-legged in the most stable area of Ying Sha's back, his eyes tightly shut, his entire mind deeply linked to the "Origin Resonator."
The device continued to tremble in his palm, its ancient patterns now resembling veins that had come alive.
Pale golden light flowed through them—the final resonance between Star Radiance's remnant spirit and the artifact spirit, gathering strength.
"Senior..." The Seeker's stream of information flowed steadily through his consciousness, yet carried an almost tragic calm.
"The rate at which the Law Master's will is condensing is still accelerating... According to the latest readings, its descent will arrive roughly 0.3 standard hours earlier than predicted."
Earlier again.
Ming Xin did not reply. He merely sank his consciousness deeper. Within the Origin Resonator, he "saw" Star Radiance.
It was no longer a vague halo of light, but an exceedingly dim humanoid phantom with clearly defined contours.
An elder clad in an ancient robe embroidered with star patterns, his face indistinct but his bearing awe-inspiring.
The phantom pressed both hands over the resonator's core, pouring every trace of his essential existence into the permission circuits that were about to erupt.
"Star Radiance Guardian..." Ming Xin's thoughts gently touched him.
"There is no need for words." The elder's thoughts were as calm as an ancient well. "My mission was to endure until this very moment.
But you,