The wind around Pavilion Seventeen twisted in patterns that no cultivator could understand — because it no longer followed spiritual law.
It followed him.
Wang Lin stood in the center of the formation-scarred courtyard, palms open, violet tendrils of Qi circling his wrists like sentient chains of mist. The Void Dragon Egg floated before him, suspended in a perfect axis of energy.
| "Something's happening inside the egg." |
Wang Lin's brow furrowed.
"Pain?"
| "No. Change."
"The shell isn't cracking — it's being rewritten." |
The air pulsed once.
The clouds overhead shifted violently.
And then, without warning—
[System Notification]
→ Void Dragon System – Core Sync Level: 100%
→ Third Phase Initiation: Complete
• System evolution unlocked
• Host traits will now affect dimensional stability
• World tier response triggered
• Host is now a Voidborne Anchor
→ New Trait Acquired: Phase Rift Pulse
• Effect: Tear small-scale dimensional rifts
• Absorbs 1 spiritual technique (A-rank or lower) every 3 minutes
• Reflect chance: 40% if rift infused with emotional Qi
→ Cultivation Rank Increased
• Current Stage: Early Void Foundation
• [Unclassified Tier – Outside Standard Realm Cycle]
→ Egg Status Update
• Internal consciousness awakening
• Phase Three Countdown: 6 chapters remaining
Wang Lin's breath caught in his throat.
The egg spun once, then twice— faster than before — and its golden veins bled into deep violet, like stars collapsing inward.
Then...
A voice.
Not from Long Shan.
Not from the system.
But from within the egg.
"You… are not the first."
Wang Lin stepped back instinctively.
"Long Shan. What was that?"
| "It spoke. But not in this world's language." |
| "It's not just awakening... it's remembering." |
| "Those words weren't to you. They were to itself." |
Wang Lin tightened his jaw. "Then it's dreaming."
| "Or waking from one." |
Meanwhile – Grand Pavilion, Inner Court
Elder Heiyu slammed his palm against a soul mirror, shattering it into smoke.
"He triggered Phase Three too fast!"
His aides flinched.
Wun Tian, calmer, stepped forward. "You said he would stay in Phase Two for weeks."
"He was supposed to!" Heiyu growled. "Even Void Dragon fragments can't stabilize this quickly. He's… absorbing too much. He's not hosting it."
Wun Tian's eyes narrowed. "Then what is he doing?"
Heiyu turned slowly.
"He's becoming it."
Pavilion Seventeen – Present Moment
The sky cracked — a physical sound like a bell rung from behind reality.
Qi in the surrounding mountains drained toward Wang Lin like rivers pulled from the sea. Spirit beasts fell silent. Formation pillars trembled.
And then—
He opened his eyes.
And for the first time...
They weren't just blue.
A ring of void-light circled each pupil.
Power pulsed through his blood, bones, and soul.
His skin hummed with energy that didn't exist a month ago.
And he smiled.
| "How do you feel?" |
"Not like I'm cultivating."
He turned to the mountains below.
"I feel like I'm returning."
| "Then they'll start panicking now." |
"I want them to."
| "Wang Lin… look above you." |
He did.
And high above the storm-ravaged clouds, a rift opened—
But it wasn't Voidfall Sect.
This was celestial.
Golden chariots. Blazing light. Officials wrapped in law-scripted robes. Enforcers from the Divine Order of Balance — the realm's ultimate judges.
They had one mission:
Destroy anomalies.
And Wang Lin just became the biggest one on record.