Projection of the Heavens: I prove my immortality through slaughter.

Inside the cave, a starlight array flowed, isolating the outside world from noise and prying eyes. Lin Xuan sat cross-legged in the center of the quiet room, his mind focused, all his attention concentrated on the seemingly inconspicuous black fragment in his palm.

Three days have passed since he returned from Wanbaolou. During these three days, he did not rush to try to forcibly refine it again. Instead, he used his mysterious "Projection of All Heavens" ability to gradually permeate, nourish, and communicate with this mysterious fragment, like spring rain nourishing all things.

The process was slow and meticulous. His projection power seemed to transform into the most precise carving knife, or like a gentle stream, carefully washing away and analyzing the extremely complex and resistant dark golden patterns inside the fragment. With each subtle touch, he could feel the cold, deathly, vast, and sealed-off aura of despair, but at the same time, he could also draw a faint but pure "nourishment," as if from the origin of another world, nourishing his own projection ability.

He could feel that his understanding of the fragment was deepening little by little, and his connection with it was becoming increasingly close.

Finally, late on the third night, when Lin Xuan once again channeled a wisp of pure projection power into the core of the fragment, the expected violent suction force did not appear. Instead, the fragment trembled slightly, and the dark golden patterns in the tiny holes on its surface lit up again, but this time, the light was gentle and stable.

Immediately afterwards, a torrent of information, far clearer and more orderly than before, yet still carrying a deep sense of sorrow and impending doom, surged into Lin Xuan's sea of ​​consciousness like an unsealed scroll!

No longer a jumble of fragments, but a relatively complete "record"!

He "saw" a vast and boundless continent, with seven moons of different colors hanging in the sky. The land was adorned with beautiful mountains and rushing rivers, brimming with vibrant life. Countless beings thrived on this continent. They did not rely on dantian cultivation, but rather on an energy network called the "Magic Network," which permeated the heavens and earth. Through the guidance of their spiritual power, they constructed specific "techniques," drawing upon the elemental forces of earth, water, fire, wind, light, darkness, spacetime, and so on—this was called magic!

This is a magnificent magical civilization!

He saw towering mage towers, their spires gleaming with brilliant arcane light; he saw knights riding dragons, their battle aura and dragon breath intertwined; he saw elves singing in the forests, druids resonating with nature; he saw countless city-states standing tall, various strange races coexisting harmoniously (at least initially), exploring the ultimate mysteries of magic together, and even attempting to touch the realm of the gods.

Civilization flourished, and magical light illuminated the entire plane.

However, the rise and fall of things seems to be an ironclad law of the universe.

The scene shifted abruptly. A dark tide, originating from the depths of space, incomprehensible and incomprehensible, driven only by a pure desire for devouring and destruction, swept across the entire plane like a plague! It wasn't a physical entity, but rather a distorted rule, a pollution of concepts. It eroded the magic network, corrupted living beings, turned glorious city-states into dead zones, and twisted powerful mages into monsters that knew only slaughter.

The seven moons in the sky dimmed and shattered one by one, the magic network began to collapse, and the elements went into a frenzy. Continents cracked, oceans boiled, and countless lives were annihilated in their cries of agony. The power that magical civilization was so proud of seemed so pale and powerless in the face of this dimensional erosion.

The desperate resistance lasted for countless years. One after another, powerful mages and sages burned themselves in an attempt to repair the magic network and banish the dark currents, but they fell one after another like moths to a flame.

Finally, in the final moments before civilization's complete collapse, all the surviving, most elite spellcasters gathered at the continent's last core, an ancient sacred site known as the "Source of All Laws." They offered their entire lives, souls, and authority over the laws of the entire plane as sacrifices, unleashing an unprecedented, forbidden spell—[World Barrier: Absolute Seal]!

They did not intend to expel the Dark Tide (that was impossible), but rather to completely "erasure" and seal off the entire dying plane, along with the invading "Dark Tide," from the coordinate system of the endless universe! Forming a "magic-free domain" completely isolated from the outside world!

At this cost, we will preserve the last spark of civilization, waiting in absolute isolation and silence for that faint, almost nonexistent... glimmer of hope.

The message ended with the scene of the earth-shattering sealing magic being activated: the light of the entire plane contracted inward, the laws twisted, spacetime froze, and finally turned into a... black, inconspicuous fragment that seemed to bear the tombstone of an entire civilization...

The scene abruptly ends here.

Lin Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, his pupils seemingly still reflecting the tragic scene of that magical civilization's final sealing. A complex emotion flickered in his deep eyes. Even with his unwavering Dao heart, he couldn't help but feel a sense of heaviness at the end of that glorious civilization.

"So that's how it is..." he murmured to himself, stroking the black fragment in his hand, which now felt incredibly heavy. This was no simple token or coordinate; it was a part of the final "epitaph" and... "coffin" of a world, a civilization!

That world wasn't completely destroyed, but rather in a very special, "sealed" state of near death. A very small number of beings might still be clinging to life in this absolutely isolated environment, or perhaps... it has already become utterly desolate.

The reason why his projection ability could resonate with it might be because its essence of "projecting the heavens" touched a dimension that transcended conventional spacetime and the seal, and captured the last trace of "cry for help" or "existence" that was leaked from the absolutely sealed world.

"Absolute sealing... Absolute Magic Domain..." Lin Xuan pondered. This meant that within that world, even the most basic magical energy (magic network) might no longer exist, or it might have fallen into absolute silence. For beings that depend on magic, this was true doomsday.

However, at the same time, the civilization's wisdom, knowledge system, and even fragments of the laws of that world itself, which were sealed away and on the verge of destruction, were undoubtedly a huge treasure for him! In particular, the civilization's experience in fighting against the "Dark Tide" and its eventual casting of the forbidden magic [World Barrier - Absolute Seal], which touched upon the fundamental laws of the universe, were of immeasurable value!

The risks are equally enormous. That world is filled with destructive "dark current" power, the environment is extremely harsh, and it is under lockdown. What would happen if we projected ourselves into it is completely unknown. We might even incite trouble by drawing that eerie "dark current" over through the projection connection.

To go or not to go?

Lin Xuan's eyes flickered for only a moment before regaining their ancient, starry depth and unwavering resolve.

In the struggle for supremacy, how can one be timid and hesitant? Opportunities often coexist with risks. The knowledge of that world, especially the understanding of sealing, destruction, and different power systems (magic), plays an irreplaceable role in perfecting his own path.

Moreover, the "desire" conveyed by his projection ability is becoming increasingly apparent, as if devouring and analyzing the fragments of this world is of great benefit to him.

"Then I'll go and see for myself what this Absolute Magic Domain is really like."

Having made up his mind, Lin Xuan no longer hesitated. He first activated the protective array of the cave to its maximum, and then took out several array flags obtained from the previous enemy to set up a small concealment and early warning array.

He then adjusted his breathing, elevating himself to peak condition. His mind completely immersed in his sea of ​​consciousness, activating the profound and unpredictable "Projection of All Heavens" ability.

Unlike the relatively relaxed feeling he had when he first projected into the low-level martial arts world, this time he clearly felt immense resistance. It was as if he were trying to penetrate an incredibly thick, thorny barrier! That was the power of the [World Barrier - Absolute Seal]!

The black fragments were slightly warm in his palm. The trace of the original aura of that magical world contained within them became the "beacon" and "key" of the projection, helping his consciousness to painstakingly penetrate the layers of seals.

The process was extremely mentally and physically exhausting. Lin Xuan felt as if his divine sense was being torn apart by a thousand knives. If it weren't for the fact that his divine soul was inherently strong and he had the fragments to guide him, he would probably have failed or even suffered a backlash long ago.

I don't know how much time passed, but it felt as if I had pierced through endless darkness and viscous barriers...

"Buzz!"

With a slight tremor, his consciousness finally broke through the final barrier and successfully descended!

However, the scene that came into his "eyes" deeply shocked and chilled even this cultivator who had experienced countless battles and whose Dao heart was firm.

There is no light.

Or rather, there was only a suffocating, all-consuming grayness. The sky was a solidified leaden gray, devoid of sun, moon, and stars, only a deathly silence. The earth was cracked, riddled with bottomless ravines, devoid of any vegetation, only the twisted, charred skeletons and the silhouettes of dilapidated buildings, like grotesque ghosts.

The air was thick with a nauseating stench of decay and destruction. The spiritual energy (or rather, the energy of this world) was so thin as to be almost nonexistent, and it was filled with violent and twisted characteristics, making it impossible to absorb and utilize normally. All one could hear was the endless, low-pitched sound of the wind, as if it came from the depths of hell, like the lament of the dead.

Absolute silence, absolute desolation, absolute...despair.

This is the Realm of Absolute Magic! A tomb world sealed off by its own civilization, awaiting its final demise!

Lin Xuan immediately realized that his projection state this time was extremely special. Unlike last time, he did not have a complete and controllable body. His consciousness was more like an invisible and intangible, extremely weak ghost, attached to the "information layer" or "echo" of this world, observing and feeling, but unable to directly interfere with reality.

Furthermore, a cold, viscous, and malicious invisible force, like a maggot clinging to his bone, began to slowly erode and permeate his projected consciousness!

That's... the remnants of the "Dark Tide"!

Although the world has been sealed off, this power that destroyed civilization still permeates every corner like a poisonous fog, eroding all remaining life and outsiders!

Lin Xuan's heart sank. This projection seemed to have led him into a truly desperate situation.