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He examined the light cone in his hand for a moment.

Zhen Yuanzi released a wisp of divine consciousness and gently touched the surface of the light cone.

The moment his spiritual power touched the light cone, Zhen Yuanzi's consciousness was gently drawn by a force and fell into a vast void.

At this moment, he stands in the boundless universe, with countless stars beneath his feet.

This is a dead sea of ​​stars.

Countless tattered Zerg shells floated in the void, some as huge as mountains, others as small as dust, densely packed, filling every inch of space within sight.

Those insect swarms that once devoured star fields, gnawed at stars, and spread endlessly have now completely fallen silent.

The tattered insect carapace gleamed with a dull grayish-white luster under the starlight, resembling an endless graveyard.

The Milky Way is shattered, and the star orbits are disordered.

The remnants of countless extinguished stars floated in all directions, leaving only a desolate gray wasteland in the vast universe, devoid of even a trace of life.

Zhen Yuanzi looked up, his gaze passing over the desolate sea of ​​stars, finally landing on the figure in the very center.

The moment his gaze fell upon Him, an introduction to the Star God of Procreation appeared directly in Zhen Yuanzi's mind.

The Procreation Star God – Taizyuros.

Even from Zhen Yuanzi's current distant perspective, he could only barely make out the entirety of His body.

It was a gigantic worm so enormous that words could not describe it; its body stretched across the sea of ​​stars, like a black river woven from the stars.

But at this moment, this divine body, which once could devour stars, is disintegrating.

A huge crack ran through His body, from His head all the way to His tail.

Layers of insect armor were peeling off, and the fragments drifted slowly in the void, turning into countless tiny specks of light.

This star god, born of the will to survive, now stands alone in the center of the End Star Sea, bearing the final fate of the annihilation of his entire race and the end of the entire era of calamity.

The image freezes at this moment.

Eternal silence enveloped this sea of ​​stars.

Zhen Yuanzi closed his eyes, contemplating the scene he had just witnessed.

The gods of this universe have a path but no circle, power but no transcendence.

I uphold the laws of heaven and earth, not clinging to any single method; I establish the path of immortality on earth, not confined to any one path.

All extreme power, obsessive paths, and absolute authority will eventually fall.

Only by being inclusive, calm, true to its essence, and constantly regenerating can one endure forever.

Then, he slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes changed.

It was a change that was hard to describe, like seeing something distant through a thin mist, or like a stone being thrown into a still pond, causing subtle ripples to spread across its depths.

He didn't say anything, but looked down at the cone of light in his palm again and remained silent for a long while.

Then he spoke softly, his voice low and resonant, as if he were talking to himself, or as if he were addressing everyone present.

"Extraterrestrial Star Gods ascend to godhood through one path, and perish through the same path. They wield power and follow the Way, but are ultimately buried by the Way itself."

His voice paused.

"I abide by the principles of Heaven and Earth, without clinging to any particular side or asserting any particular power. Therefore, I am free from calamities and unbound by fate."

Zhen Yuanzi raised his head, his gaze sweeping over Lu Ze, Xing, Huo Hua, and Sun Wukong, finally settling on an invisible direction in the distance. His gaze seemed to penetrate the walls of the room, looking towards the vast sea of ​​stars he had just seen in the light cone.

"The so-called fall of a star god is not a defeat at the hands of an enemy, but a defeat due to the narrowness of the Dao. To achieve eternal life, one must maintain the center and constancy, and continuously generate new life; this is the true essence of immortality."

After he finished speaking, the back hall was quiet for a moment.