Chapter 75: Echoes of the Firmament
Han Feng remained in the city of Baihua for three days, in absolute silence.During this time, he sat in deep meditation, immersed in the dense spiritual energy of the Central Region.His cultivation, stabilized after advancing to Rank 4, slowly solidified with the support of the Black Sun Tear and the chaotic remnants of the dimensional whirlwind he had traversed.
But even in that state of apparent tranquility, he could feel.The world around him... vibrated.
The spiritual energy changed in flavor.Some currents seemed sweet and gentle, while others came with a rusty, corrupted taste.It was as if two distinct worlds were fighting for space in the same reality.
On the third night, a storm fell upon Baihua.But it wasn't an ordinary storm.The clouds formed spirals and shot green lightning.In the center of the city, a pillar of black light rose to the heavens, as if a rift had opened into the void.
Han Feng emerged from his meditation chamber and ran to a high point.He saw the rift expanding and, for a moment, beheld a silhouetted figure on the other side.A man, or something resembling a man, with golden eyes shining in the darkness.
When I blinked, the figure disappeared.
— This... is out of this world — he murmured.
The next morning, the city was talking about the strange "collective dream" that many had.Everyone dreamed the same: a field of stars where a voice said that the "Great Balance" was breaking.
Han Feng knew immediately: these dreams were echoes of the universal fusion.
Meanwhile, rumors of missing cultivators, sects destroyed by temporal anomalies, and mutations in spiritual beasts were spreading.The powerful clans were restless.The Celestial Corpse Sect, still seeking revenge for the death of the young master, was sending spies throughout the region.
Han Feng would need to be more careful than ever.
He changed his identity again with the help of the Soul Chameleon Gu and headed south of the city, where an ancient cultivator library hid records of past eras.He sought to understand: how many times had this happened before?Were there precedents?
And among the forgotten pages, he found something disturbing.
A torn parchment with the following phrase written in black ink:
"When the three Eyes open, the veil will fall."Two worlds will collide and the Firmament will tremble.Only those who walk between shadows and light will know the truth.
Han Feng closed his eyes, absorbing every word.
— So... it will be me who sees the truth.But first, I need to become strong enough not to be consumed by it.
With a steady heart and eyes set on the horizon, Han Feng left Baihua, without looking back.The world was changing, and he would change with it.
For only those who do not fear ruin can weather the storm.