sjar Chapter 1892 The Cataclysmic Torrent is Coming
Chapter 1892 The Cataclysmic Torrent is Coming
Mingchuan took a cup of spiritual spring water that had been prepared beforehand, carefully lifted Ye Yan's head, and brought the rim of the cup to his chapped lips.
The cool, sweet spring water moistened his throat, and Ye Yan instinctively swallowed a few mouthfuls. The urgency in his eyes eased slightly, but his anxiety did not diminish at all.
He caught his breath, not even bothering to look around, his gaze fixed on Mingchuan's face. His lips trembled, and with all his might, he managed to utter a few words, broken and fragmented:
"O-Ogawa...listen, listen to me..."
Every word seemed to be squeezed out of his chest, with a hoarse, broken tone and obvious pain.
Mingchuan's heart tightened as he listened.
"Master, I'm listening. Please speak slowly, there's no rush."
He grasped Ye Yan's cold hand and slowly transferred his pure and gentle spiritual energy to help him stabilize his breathing.
Ye Yan took a few quick breaths to calm himself down. "There's an ancient observation station deep in the Chaotic Sky Sea... The Silent Zen Temple isn't the key. Behind them... is... the Eye of Return to the Void!"
When the words "Eye of the Ruins" were mentioned, a deep fear flashed uncontrollably across Ye Yan's eyes, a mark left from having faced some kind of great terror.
"They want to open a passage, draw in the power of the Void, and cleanse the heavens..."
He struggled to move his eyes, gesturing to his clenched right hand.
Mingchuan understood, gently pried open his stiff fingers, and took out the ancient Star Pivot Token and the "Star Mark Record" that was pressing down on him.
“This is the seventh token I brought back… The ‘Star Mark Record’ contains observation records, and other… clues about the gatekeeper…”
Ye Yan's voice grew weaker and weaker, and his breathing became unsteady again. Clearly, this series of rapid statements had depleted the little energy he had just accumulated.
"We must find the other Star Hub Tokens as soon as possible...awaken the Gatekeepers...restart the grand formation and stop them..."
"Yueyao knows some things, but what she wants... may be deeper..."
By the end, he was barely breathing, but his eyes remained burning as he stared intently at Mingchuan, waiting for his response.
As Mingchuan listened to this fragmented yet information-packed narration, he felt so heavy-hearted that he could hardly speak.
This has long since transcended the realm of sectarian struggles and power struggles, rising to a level concerning the survival of the entire world, and even all the myriad realms!
He looked into his master's anxious yet weak eyes and nodded heavily:
“Master, I understand. Don’t worry, I have received the intelligence, not a single word was missed.”
"You should focus on recovering first. Leave the rest to me."
Upon hearing Mingchuan's affirmative answer, the intense light in Ye Yan's eyes finally began to relax.
As if a heavy burden had been lifted, the breath that had been held so tightly suddenly dissipated, and intense fatigue and pain surged up like a tide. His eyelids closed heavily, and he fell into a deep sleep once again.
This time, however, his breathing was much more even, and although there was still pain between his brows, there was no longer that gloomy look of being corrupted by evil thoughts.
Mingchuan carefully placed his hand back to his side and tucked the blanket around him.
He stood up, clutching the still-warm Star Pivot Token and the heavy "Star Mark Record," his eyes as cold and hard as he looked out of the quiet room.
An apocalyptic flood is coming...
"Jizhou!"
Jizhou, who had been waiting outside the door, immediately pushed it open and entered: "Brother Ming!"
"Pass on my orders," Mingchuan said, each word distinct and decisive, his aura radiating power. "All core elders and hall masters of the Wanchuan Sect, assemble immediately in the Suspended Hall's council chamber! At the same time, urgently contact the Qingfeng Yumen, Zixiao Jingyuan, Xuantianmen, and Butian Shengjiao, and request that they come to the Wanchuan Sect in person as quickly as possible!"
"I have a top-secret matter to discuss concerning the survival of the Spirit Realm and even all the heavens!"
Jizhou had never seen Mingchuan look so solemn. Knowing that this matter was of utmost importance, he resolutely replied, "Yes! I will take care of it immediately!"
He turned and left in a hurry, his footsteps quickly fading into the empty corridor.
Mingchuan took one last look at the unconscious Ye Yan and the Lingxu Zhenren who was meditating beside him, took a deep breath, and strode out of the meditation room.
Holding the Star Pivot Token and the Star Mark Record, he strode towards another secluded room not far away, dedicated to meditation and research.
After the door was closed, he carefully placed the "Star Mark Record" on the jade platform in the center.
The book's material, neither silk nor leather, feels warm to the touch and carries the weight of time.
Mingchuan did not open it immediately, but instead focused his attention on the Star Pivot Token in his hand.
The token is ancient and heavy in the hand, as if it carries the weight of the stars.
The star-shaped markings on the surface may seem chaotic, but with Mingchuan's current understanding of space and laws, he can vaguely perceive that they contain an extremely profound arrangement pattern that far exceeds the current understanding of the cultivation world.
They are not decorations, but rather an encrypted star map, or a projection of higher-dimensional laws.
He attempted to infuse the token with a wisp of pure spiritual energy, imbued with his own spatial Daoist principles.
hum...
The Star Pivot Token trembled slightly, and the star-shaped engravings on its surface lit up one by one, emitting a soft silver glow that was not dazzling but carried a kind of cool and lofty quality that pierced through the void.
At the same time, Mingchuan felt that his connection with the surrounding space had become more acute and clear, as if the token had built a more direct bridge between him and the underlying rules of this world.
Mingchuan was surprised.
This item can actually enhance the holder's perception and control over the laws of space and even the stars.
This has been of immeasurable benefit to his cultivation of the Myriad Transformations Return to One Technique.
He tried to immerse his consciousness in them to comprehend the deeper meaning of those star marks.
In an instant, countless fragmented images and thoughts, seemingly from the ancient starry sky, flooded into my mind—
In the vast and boundless sea of stars, seven exceptionally bright points of light echo each other, forming a blurred yet magnificent array.
At the core of a star, where eternal flames burn, a crimson token's phantom image floats and sinks...
Finally, all the images converged, pointing to the silver star in his hand, representing order and guidance.
"The approximate attributes and directional information of the other six Star Pivot Tokens..." Mingchuan withdrew his divine sense, his eyes flashing with a sharp light.
Although it's blurry, we have a direction! These tokens really can sense each other!
Then, he solemnly opened "The Record of Star Marks".
The pages were blank, but when his gaze and consciousness fell upon them simultaneously, a vast sea of information was directly reflected into his mind.
This is not a simple written record, but a three-dimensional, multi-dimensional information database left behind by the seventh gatekeeper who called himself Xinghen, who combined his own Daoist aura with the core array of the observation station.
Mingchuan was the first to see the observation records about the Eye of Guixu.
That was a sight that could drive anyone with a weak mind to madness.
A dark vortex, whose size cannot be described and which seems to exist only in the realm of concepts, floats silently at the end of all the heavens and the myriad worlds.
It is not as simple as devouring matter, but rather it is slowly and irreversibly digesting the laws, time, causality, and even existence itself of the nearby universe.
The world swallowed by it will be dismantled and assimilated at the most basic level of rules, returning to the most primitive chaos and nothingness.
The absolute sense of annihilation and desolation revealed in the observation records sent shivers down Mingchuan's spine.