Published: February 19, 2025
The holy light of brilliance refines the world.
Deep in the world of ruins, the power of the source of laws permeates, and amidst the intertwining of rules, a young man in white sits cross-legged, radiating an aura that resembles an innate divine demon.
As the young man in white slowly opens his eyes, a pair of golden eyes, thousands of meters in size, appears behind him, their gaze covering the entire 'world'.
Zuo Jing slowly speaks, his voice low and indifferent: "Has someone entered from another entrance? Moreover, this time the number is even greater."
"Perfect, this world is only a step away from completion in its refinement. Before leaving, I can plant some seeds of light within the alliance of deities."
At this point, a gentle smile appears on Zuo Jing's face, and the previously indifferent gaze now carries warmth and compassion for the world as he softly recites: "The holy light will illuminate the eternal world."
As he speaks, the golden eyes behind Zuo Jing reveal the phantoms of more than twenty people, including Li Hao, who is sitting cross-legged within a relic building surrounded by blood-colored malevolence.
Zuo Jing's gaze sweeps across everyone. When it passes over Chen Chu, there is no fluctuation in his eyes, as if he does not recognize him.
However, when Zuo Jing's gaze lands on An Fuqing, his eyes momentarily widen in surprise, revealing a hint of confusion: "Why is she here? No, it’s not her, but so similar."
Looking at the dark-haired girl standing atop a relic building, her sword intent clashing around her, Zuo Jing's expression gradually becomes more complex.
"The trace of life only has seventeen cycles. Calculating the time..." Zuo Jing pauses here, suddenly covering his forehead, a trace of pain appearing in his eyes.
"I have severed everything; I will achieve eternity, and my glory will illuminate the entire eternal world!!" The pain in Zuo Jing's eyes gradually disappears, almost gritting his teeth as he emphasizes each word.
Zuo Jing closes his eyes, and when he opens them again, his expression has turned cold once more. Then, dozens of white lights appear in front of him, emitting an aura of profundity.
These white lights have a feeling of the world's origin, but they differ somewhat from the true world's origin.
"Go, merge with the holy light."
With a thought from Zuo Jing, the void ahead silently splits open, and dozens of white lights penetrate the emptiness, merging into a golden lotus and white jade fruits, among other Divine-level resources.
These Divine-level resources are just within reach of all the alien races, including the remnants of ruins several dozen to hundreds of kilometers ahead of Chen Chu; they will inevitably discover them if they continue their advance.
At the same time, under an invisible force, cracks begin to appear on the surface of the buildings housing those resources, making them appear even more dilapidated.
However, the ruins where these white lights are merging specifically avoid the path where An Fuqing is located.
Moreover, along the path the girl takes, dozens of massive floating islands tremble, and several better-preserved relic buildings continue to collapse.
Including the massive stone statues remaining outside these relic buildings, the runes on them continuously crack and become even more broken, posing significantly less danger.
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Towering on a meteorite with a diameter of several kilometers is a well-preserved substantial building, surrounded by an invisible force resisting the violent erosion of heavenly and earthly energies.
At the entrance of the building, a stone statue over six hundred meters tall, shaped like a crocodile with its body slightly bent, stands without any life aura or energy fluctuations.
But looking at the intact rune markings on that statue, An Fuqing does not dare to be careless; a terrifying sword intent flows around her, and her long hair moves without wind.
Just as An Fuqing prepares to strike and destroy that statue to explore the ruins, a cracking sound suddenly emanates from the statue, followed by the appearance of cracks.