Reborn with infinite panels

Chapter 289 Cultivation World 78
A chilling sense of rejection washed over them; the remaining will within the skeleton resisted the outside probing. These ancient people guarded their secrets even in death.

At the same time, her "spatial tentacles" keenly detected that the spatial structure surrounding those places where the dark golden divine blood had dried up had an abnormal, weak pulling force.

They are not inanimate objects, but rather their vitality has been suppressed and solidified by the final laws of this desolate land. However, the most core trace of their origin is still stubbornly and extremely slowly trying to reorganize!
This confirmed her judgment: the chaotic void power that led her here was of the same origin as this divine blood! Was the grayish-white radiance that forcibly banished her a kind of stress response or a pre-set trap in this land of divine blood?

Si Lingle did not forcefully break through the skeletal seal, but instead sat cross-legged in the center of the triangular area formed by the three pools of divine blood.

She needs to establish herself here first, allowing her divine body and the Void Realm Divine Core to adapt to the suppression of the Ending Law.

The desolation of this desolate place is not pure emptiness, but rather a "heavy" presence formed by the solidification of laws, enough to obliterate life.

The power of the [Void Realm Divine Core] no longer expands outward to stabilize the space, but instead turns inward.

The power of space constructed an extremely complex micro-circulation network within the billions of meridians in her body. Every bit of the thin, chaotic energy that was absorbed was repeatedly compressed and refined by this network before being used to nourish her divine body and strengthen her divine soul.

From the outside, her divine radiance dimmed rapidly, almost merging with the surrounding black crystal mountains. Her aura was completely contained, like an ancient, unyielding rock.

Within the sea of ​​consciousness, the [Heart Origin Universe Map] did not fall silent due to the suppression of external laws; instead, it operated at an even more stable pace.

Those stars condensed from the power of laws began to consciously guide the dark aura of laws representing "end" and "seal" that had invaded the sea of ​​consciousness.

The Universe Map is like a boundless furnace, decomposing and reconstructing these energy fragments filled with a sense of death.

The once bright and dazzling starlight dimmed, but gained a profound, ancient, and immortal quality, as if it had survived countless calamities. New star trails, representing the end of time, appeared faintly in the image.

Time has lost its meaning here.

After an unknown amount of time, Si Lingle slowly opened her eyes, a lingering, dark, and cold light settling deep within her silver pupils.

Her aversion to the laws of this forbidden land greatly diminished, and her divine body functioned much more smoothly.

More importantly, her understanding of spatial power incorporates a trace of the characteristic of eternal imperishability.

Her spatial barrier was not only indestructible, but also carried a rudimentary sense of annihilation and return to nothingness.

Only now did she truly focus her attention on the Three Pools of Divine Blood and the ancient symbol that had been erased.

With a preliminary understanding and appreciation of the laws of this space, a layer of extremely restrained silver-gray light swirled around her fingertips, carrying a trace of the final Dao rhythm of the newborn universe map, as she carefully probed the traces of divine blood surrounding the outline of the symbol.

"Zi..."

The fingertips did not touch the actual blood; instead, it felt as if they were reaching into a frozen river of time.

A powerful surge of grief, anger, resentment, and resolute despair pierced her consciousness like an icicle! Simultaneously, fragmented pieces of memory surged forth:

—An endless gray storm…

—A deafening roar and the shattering of the laws...

A gigantic hand descended, its palm gleaming with runes—the very prototype of the erased symbol! It carried the majesty of ruling the universe and deciding life and death…

—The rune branded on the brow of the Star God descendant erupted with a painful light that tore through the starry sky…

—The final scene shows the three divine descendants burning their divine blood essence, forcibly tearing open the spatial barrier, and escaping!

But a wisp of energy from that colossal hand covering the sky had already become entangled with one of the most intense streams of divine blood, imprinted with star-like divine patterns…

Si Lingyue let out a muffled groan, her fingertips trembling slightly as she withdrew. Most of the memory of that symbol had been forcibly erased, leaving only the image of the colossal, imposing hand and the intense hatred etched into its memory. "Judgment. Exile..." she murmured. That colossal hand represented the enforcers of the divine order? What had caused this Star God descendant to violate taboos and be hunted down and exiled here?
Suddenly, a faint, extremely weak fluctuation emanated from the depths of her consciousness from the jade pendant!

It wasn't pointing to the divine blood, but rather to an inconspicuous, distorted black crystal at the edge of the platform! Inside that crystal, there seemed to be a faint spatial structure anomaly.

Si Lingle immediately went to the crystal. He gathered the newly comprehended power of the final Dao of space at his fingertips and pointed it at a specific "node" of the crystal like a carving knife.

The crystal crumbled silently, revealing a carefully hidden fragment inside.

That was not a fragment of matter, but a fragment of space that was extremely solidified and almost materialized!

Within the fragment, frozen within, was a wisp of divine energy, thinner than a hair yet incredibly resilient, radiating a rich stellar divine aura!
The aura of this divine breath perfectly matched the lingering charm of the divine blood bearing the star-shaped divine patterns beside the skeleton!

More importantly, at the core of this solidified divine breath, Si Lingle detected the aura of the jade tablet's engraving!
It was as if, on the verge of death, this divine descendant had forcibly condensed and sealed a "seed of information" by combining his last essence of divine breath with the power of the jade tablet, solely to await his successor!
The spatial fragments melted in Si Lingle's palm, and the wisp of solidified starlight, nourished by the [Void Realm Divine Core], actually came to life slightly.

It was as if it were a sentient snake, coiling around her fingertips and finally gently touching the jade tablet in her sea of ​​consciousness!
"boom!"

A torrent of intent, countless times stronger than before, surged in!

No longer was it a shattered image, but a clear, weary yet incredibly resolute male voice, filled with extreme hatred, resounding throughout the mind:

"My name is... Xingchen Yushang! A descendant of the Star Core God! This jade tablet is the key to the core inheritance of my clan. Carrying it allows you to enter the Burial Star Corridor... where... lies the truth of our clan's exile and judgment... the source of our destruction! Those who come after... beware... the Eye of Judgment... is everywhere..."

The sound gradually faded away, and what surged in was a corner of an extremely complex and mysterious star map, woven from starlight and spatial patterns—the coordinates of the entrance to the Burial Star Corridor!

These coordinates are not in the usual void of the divine realm, but point to an extremely strange deep dimensional rift, a "disordered land" where even the divine realm's laws and net are blurred and dim.

Its shape is vaguely similar to the "fork" node deep in the spacetime rift before!
The core of the information is crystal clear: the jade tablet is the key. The coordinates point to the Burial Star Corridor.

The secret of the Star Core Gods' destruction is hidden there, as is the threat posed by a force known as the "Eye of Judgment"!

The chaotic power that forcibly threw her here likely originated from a pre-set, targeted exile trap triggered by the resonance between the jade tablet and the remnants of the divine bloodline in this place, designed to select those qualified to receive this message!

Si Lingyue stared intently at the jade tablet's coordinates and the fragment of the star map within her sea of ​​consciousness, her gaze profound. "Starry Sky · Feather's Lament… Eye of Judgment…"

The cause and effect were far more enormous and perilous than she had anticipated. But she had already stepped into the game.

Just then, an extremely faint yet greedy and malicious sense of being watched, like a venomous snake in the darkness, flashed by from somewhere deeper in Crystal Mountain!
coming!

It's not nothingness!

Sure enough, something else exists in this desolate place of exile, and it has already set its sights on her!

Are they the guards?
Are they predators coveting the remains of the divine descendants?
Or... are the remaining minions of the "Eye of Judgment" here?

Si Lingle suddenly turned around, and the silver-gray power of the Dao of Termination space around her instantly erupted, transforming into a protective aura that seemed to be tangible and solidified as countless stardust fragments!

Her silver eyes, like ancient ice, coldly swept towards the direction from which the malice had originated. Beneath her feet, the three pools of dried divine blood seemed to respond, trembling slightly, and the remaining symbols on the ground suddenly lit up, resonating with her spatial power!

The ancient hatred was already inherited the moment she stepped in, and a new hunt quietly began.

This land of exile will ultimately be unable to contain a space god who carries the key to inheritance and ignites the fire of exploration!
Si Lingle stood atop the remnants of divine blood, the jade tablet and star map imprints shining brightly in her sea of ​​consciousness. Her gaze pierced through the layers of deathly silent crystal mountain shadows, fearlessly facing the unknown observer.

She needs a battle to test her cultivation here, and she also needs a "guide" to lead her away from here, or... deeper into the core of despair.

The Divine Path awakens from the ashes, swears an oath upon the bloodstains, and will ultimately point directly to the ancient, sealed-off Burial Star Corridor!
She slightly bent her fingertips, and space silently folded between them, a murderous intent lurking beneath. This desperate situation could not hold her!