Slaughter to Prove Your Dao: Unlock the Great Sage Equal to Heaven at the Start!

Chen Xing met those silvery-white pupils.

At that moment, the Heavenly Eye saw something strange—

The girl's body was not a physical entity; her flesh and bones were formed by the interweaving of wind and vacuum laws.

Like a statue sculpted by two forces, but this statue is alive.

Her aura was at the middle level of the eighteenth realm, but she was more dangerous than cultivators of the same realm.

Her attack methods and combat logic are completely outside of any known system.

Her very existence is an exception.

When he spoke, his voice was calm but tinged with a hint of probing: "Who are you? Why are you here?"

The girl looked down at her hands; a silvery-white light flowed between her fingers.

Like liquid moonlight. Her voice remained ethereal.

Yet it carried a weariness that had traversed a long period of time:

I can't remember my own name. It's been too long.

All I remember is... many years ago, I was a living being, just like this star system.

Later, the wind changed, the laws changed, and I changed too.

They call me "Void Spirit"—a remnant abandoned by the void.

She paused, a flicker of light, like the last candle flame, flashing in her silvery-white pupils.

"The law of vacuum chose me and transformed me into what I am today."

I resisted for a long time, but ultimately I couldn't hold on completely.

I became something that was neither human nor a law.

Mu Xiyan's voice came from the side, carrying an unusual solemnity.

Her usually composed tone now carried a hint of deliberately suppressed wariness:

"Vacuum Assimilation Body... I've seen it recorded in the forbidden books of the Nine Heavens Divine Court."

Ten thousand years ago, a group of cultivators attempted to integrate the laws of vacuum, hoping to break through the bottleneck of their cultivation realm.

However, the experiment failed, and all the survivors were assimilated by the law of vacuum.

It became an existence between living beings and laws—without a lifespan limit, but also without a self.

I've never heard of an assimilated organism that can maintain its self-awareness for 30,000 years.

The spirit's gaze fell on Mu Xiyan, a glint of light flashing in its silvery-white pupils:

"You've read those banned books? Then you should know that the memories of assimilated individuals fade over time."

I can't remember many things anymore—names, family, friends, they've all become blurry shadows.

But I do remember one thing.

She looked at Chen Xing, her gaze becoming focused.

"In the direction of the ancient city of Fengyun, there is a sealing array left by an ancient god."

The sealing formation is weakening.

If it were to completely disappear, the entire Wanxu Starfield would be swallowed up by the laws of vacuum.

Including the ancient city of Fengfei, including the ancient god's palace you want to visit, including the only place I still remember.

Chen Xing looked at Xu Ling, and his Heavenly Eye reflected the two mutually restraining laws within her body.

When he spoke, his voice was not loud, but it carried a weight that no one could ignore:

"You want to repair that sealing array, right?"

You've stayed here for 30,000 years, not because you're trapped by the laws of vacuum—it's because you yourself don't want to leave.

The spirit's body trembled slightly. For the first time, a flicker appeared in its silvery-white pupils.

It was like a pebble being thrown into a calm lake.

She lowered her head, her voice still ethereal, but now tinged with a vulnerability unique to humans:

"I really don't want to leave. This is the only place I still remember."

If I leave, I might completely forget who I am.

Even though this "self" is incomplete, at least I still know...

In this star field, there is a sealing array that I am protecting.

As long as I have this memory, I am still "me".

After a moment of silence, Su Tao's voice came softly from behind:

"You still have a name. You just need someone to help you remember it."

The spirit raised its head, and five figures were reflected in its silvery-white pupils.

She remained silent for a long time before speaking, her voice carrying a tentative trust:

"If you are willing to help me repair the sealing array, I can take you through the area with the densest concentration of vacuum laws."

Arrive at the back door of the ancient god's palace.

That route is three times safer than the main road—but only I know how to get there.

Chen Xing looked at her and said without hesitation, "Deal."

When Xu Ling heard those two words, the wind-elemental law patterns around his body lit up for a moment.

It was like a ray of light that had been suppressed for a long time finally letting out a breath.

She said softly, "Thank you."

Then he turned around, stepped barefoot onto the silver sand, and said, "Come with me. I'll take you to the sealing array."

The spirit led the way, its steps light and graceful.

Each step on the silver sand left only a very shallow footprint.

The silver sand around the edge of her footprints quickly closed in, erasing her traces.

The five followed behind her, crossing the silver sand plains.

The scenery ahead began to change—

The silver sand gradually thins, revealing the underground rock layers.

The rock strata exhibit a peculiar grayish-white color.

The surface has fine, flowing patterns, like the blood vessels of a living creature.

Ahead appeared an area composed of fragments of shattered laws.

The fragments spun slowly in mid-air, like a painting that had been torn apart and then pieced back together.

The colors are mottled yet possess a strange beauty.

The crimson flame law, the deep blue water wave law,

The golden law of sharpness, the emerald green law of life.

Tiny arcs of electricity occasionally flashed between the fragments, like a broken circuit.

The spirit stopped in front of a stone altar that had been mostly weathered and eroded.

The base of the altar was cracked, and its surface was covered with fine cracks.

A silvery-gray light seeped from the cracks, like bleeding wounds.

She turned to look at Chen Xing:

"This is the sealing array. The laws of vacuum are eroding it from the inside."

If not repaired,

It will completely shatter in three months at most.

But my strength alone is not enough.

I need someone to help me stabilize the situation—can you do that?

Chen Xing walked to the altar and opened his Heavenly Eye completely.

He saw the internal structure of the sealing array—

Its core is an ancient rune condensed from the laws of wind.

The edges of the runes have been largely eroded by the laws of vacuum.

The once complete patterns have become incomplete, like a gnawed leaf.

He said, "I can stabilize the base of the formation."

But you need to be prepared when the vacuum law retaliates.

Simultaneously infuse the wind element to balance the conflict between the two elements. Can you do it?

The spirit raised its head, its silvery-white pupils reflecting Chen Xing's image.

The voice was ethereal yet carried an unprecedented certainty, as if it had been waiting for these words for a long time:

"I can do it. I've been doing this for 30,000 years."

Chen Xing placed his hand on the altar, and the wind elemental laws surged into his palm.

The bluish-white light spread outwards along the patterns on the altar, extending along the cracks.

Like wounds that are healing.

The spirit stood on the other side of the altar, its hands also resting on the altar surface.

The silver-gray laws flowed from her body into the altar, merging with Chen Xing's wind-based laws within the altar.

The two forces converged inside the altar.

Like two rivers meeting in a dried-up riverbed—

The wind element attempted to repair the seal, while the vacuum element instinctively resisted.

The two laws that balance within the Void Spirit's body,

Like a peacemaker, he ties the knot in the cracks of conflict.

The silvery-gray light seeping from the crack began to fade, and a bluish-white light emerged instead.

The sealing array is being repaired, slowly but steadily.

About fifteen minutes later, when the last ray of silvery-gray light dissipated from the crack,

The altar emitted a deep hum.

Like a heart that has been dormant for many years finally starting to beat again.

A bluish-white light flowed across the surface of the altar, rekindling the ancient rune that had been eroded.

Chen Xing withdrew his hand, sensing the newly stabilized aura of law on the altar.

He looked at the spirit: "You are free."