The stars outside the Grand Hall pulsed with a strange energy, as if reacting to the decisions made within. The Celestial Beings, once so confident in their knowledge of the universe, now faced a challenge beyond their understanding. The investigation into the reemergence of the White Universal Path was not just a matter of curiosity or preservation — it was a test of their very existence.
The Astral Seers, the ancient beings who were tasked with peering through the fabric of reality, readied themselves. Their minds, attuned to the deepest frequencies of the cosmos, would search the unknown reaches of space-time for any trace of the White Path. They would explore the crevices where reality itself trembled and unravel what had been buried for millennia.
But even as the Seers prepared for their journey, a lingering question remained. What would they find? Would they simply encounter the remnants of the White Path, its power lying dormant, or would they unearth something far darker — a force too dangerous to understand?
In a far corner of the universe, Lin Hai awoke to a strange sensation. It was as if something was calling to him, a faint whisper that lingered just on the edge of his consciousness. He shook it off, attributing the feeling to his dreams — dreams that had grown more vivid in recent days, filled with glimpses of ancient battles, shattered worlds, and a bright, blinding path stretching across the heavens. But even as he went about his day, the pull of that unknown force seemed to grow stronger.
In the skies above him, unseen forces began to stir. The cosmic energies were shifting, vibrating in frequencies that only the most attuned beings could perceive. The White Path, once thought destroyed, had begun to reform — not physically, but in the subtle ripples of reality. The universe itself had begun to tremble, preparing for something that had not occurred in a million years.
The Celestial Beings, too, could feel it. The Seers reported strange distortions in space-time, anomalies that suggested the reemergence of the White Universal Path was more than just a distant possibility. Something — or someone — was actively calling the path back into being. The signs were undeniable.
"The time has come," the Mighty King murmured as he observed the reports from the Astral Seers. His expression remained as cold and inscrutable as ever, but those who had served him for millennia could sense the weight of the moment. This was no longer just about investigating a lost relic of the cosmos. It was about understanding the forces that were driving the universe toward an inevitable collision.
He turned toward the ancient being of liquid light, the one who had first volunteered to send the Astral Seers. "What have you learned?"
The being's voice crackled with the energy of a thousand ancient stars. "The White Path is not merely reforming; it is alive, awakening in ways that we did not anticipate. The anomaly we detected is not an isolated event. It is the harbinger of a greater shift. We have seen flashes of other universes, connected once again — if only briefly. The threads of reality are trembling, as if the very fabric of existence is being rewoven."
The Mighty King listened intently, his thoughts hidden behind a veil of silence. He had suspected that this would be the case — that the White Path was not a passive force, but an active one, capable of pulling the universes back together in ways they could not control.
"Have you detected the source of this awakening?" he asked.
The being hesitated. "There are... disturbances. In the deepest reaches of the multiverse. Something — someone — is awakening, tapping into the remnants of the White Path. It is not a being from our realm, but one whose existence is tied to the ancient echoes of the cosmos. Whoever this is, they are drawing power from the path itself."
A shiver ran through the Mighty King. "Then we must find this being — before they find us."
As the Celestial Beings continued their investigation, the ripples of the White Path spread further, reaching across the cosmos. Lin Hai, still unaware of the role he was about to play in the cosmic drama unfolding around him, felt the stirrings of a great power. His life, once simple and straightforward, was about to change forever.
The universe, it seemed, had plans of its own.
And those plans were beginning to unravel.