The hopeful gazes of hundreds of millions of the Human Race...
All of it weighed heavily upon the depths of his consciousness.
Like a red-hot branding iron, searing his very Soul until it trembled.
"Main body."
Li Xing's voice rang out again, clearer than before, and also more... exhausted.
It was not a physical exhaustion, but a weariness from the depths of his Soul, born from shouldering the weight of too many lives.
"I need your help."
Ian didn't respond immediately. He took a deep breath, allowing his churning emotions to slowly settle.
"Speak."
"The final step of the Star Bloodline..."
A complex map of energy flow transmitted from Li Xing's consciousness.
It was the key to the bloodline's ascension to the True Form Tier.
To inscribe one's own "Star Mark" at the core of the Soul.
This was no simple condensation of Energy.
