blogombal Chapter 544 Rules
Chapter 544 Rules
The evolution of the light spot in his palm became slower and more stable, as if it were breaking free from his control and embarking on a path entirely of its own.
Xu Si even thought that if it were allowed to develop freely, it might actually become a planet.
He stared at it intently, watching the fluorescent green mist gradually stabilize.
As the planet's rotation gradually stabilized, the world watched as its orbit returned to normal.
Then, he sensed something.
It didn't come from the 'planet' in front of him, but from within the sequence; his sequence seemed to have opened a completely new door for him.
He sensed that his sequence, Xu Si, was trying to respond to that point of light.
The responses were extremely faint, like candlelight flickering in the night wind, like fireflies shimmering in the deep sea, like starlight obscured by dark clouds.
But Xu Si truly felt the call from Sequence Nine.
His breath hitched slightly.
He could feel the source of those responses, and he could feel the outstretched hand of Sequence Nine.
Sure enough, his guess was correct.
Xu Si closed his eyes.
He stopped looking at the light spot in his palm and instead focused all his consciousness into himself, into the depths of his heart that had become a vast empty star field, using his senses and consciousness to feel the call of Sequence Nine.
The responses seemed to come from a very distant place, as if his memories were being awakened from the depths of his being.
His heartbeat, trembling repeatedly, finally synchronized with the light spot in his palm at a certain moment.
Contraction, expansion, contraction again, expansion again.
He could feel a subtle change occurring within the stellar energy of his body.
The sequence is changing, the life levels are changing, and this change feels more real than the last one.
Last time, the door was half-open, but now Xu Si can kick it open with one kick.
"I see."
He reopened his eyes, looked at the light spot in his palm that was now capable of evolving on its own, and then reached out to erase it again.
He has completed his mission.
Now it's Xu Si's turn.
Sequence 8 – Star Emperor, is far more than he currently appears.
Xu Si began to use himself as that point of light, gathering star power, shaping it with divinity, and guiding it with his will.
The seeds of his own little world are being gradually filled in and perfected.
He was like a clumsy craftsman sculpting a stubborn rock.
"Sequence Nine, is it meant to completely transform me into an independent individual, an independent world?"
Xu Si knew that each sequence was independent and unique.
How would an independent world function?
That spot of light seemed to provide him with the best template.
Xu Si had his eyes closed, yet he could "see" more clearly than ever before.
The light in his palm had dissipated, but its evolutionary trajectory was etched deep into his consciousness, like a map engraved in his bones and blood. Every line, every movement, every contraction and expansion was as clear as if he had personally experienced it.
He began to imitate, and he began to build.
Taking oneself as the origin, the vast star field deep within one's heart as the canvas, stellar power as the brush and ink, divinity as the carving knife, and intention as the guide.
To build a little world that belongs to him.
At first, I was very clumsy.
Stellar energy circulated within his body, along his stellar veins, flesh, bones, every meridian, and every inch of skin, attempting to replicate the rhythm of that first point of light—contraction, expansion, contraction again, and expansion again.
But the body's feedback was far more complex than he had imagined.
It is not a blank embryo, nor a point of light that can be arbitrarily shaped, but a complete entity with its own inherent structure and operating rules.
Each imitation caused a series of disturbances within his body, with star power flowing in and out like a tide, like water forcibly stuffed into a narrow river channel, unable to find an outlet.
Xu Si's brows furrowed slightly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. Under the blood-red sunlight, those beads of sweat shimmered with a crimson glow, like tiny stars forced out of his body.
"No, no!" he whispered, then dispersed everything.
If you encounter too much resistance, then something must be wrong.
In his mind, all of this should have been a matter of course, but now it's not.
"It's my own fault!"
He himself became his own obstacle.
"..." Xu Si frowned and remained silent.
He felt like he was holding the key to a new house but had locked the door from the inside.
"What if I didn't have myself?"
If his physical body does not exist, there will be no obstacle.
It should be noted that his Sequence 8 is fully capable of becoming starlight; he can essentially move infinitely closer to that point of light.
That's it, give it a try!
Xu Si opened his eyes, his scarlet star-like pupils revealing no hesitation.
"Again."
Instead of re-condensing that point of light, he immersed all his consciousness into himself, into the vast star field deep within his heart.
The stellar power no longer surged outwards, but instead collapsed inwards, beginning an unprecedented convergence along the stellar veins, flesh, bones, every meridian, and every inch of skin.
This time, he did not try to retain any obsession with human form.
Bones, flesh, skin, meridians—those entities that had been reshaped by starlight when he advanced to Sequence 8 were now completely released by him, like a river no longer clinging to the shape of its bed, allowing itself to overflow the banks, seep into the soil, turn into water vapor, and dissipate into the endless void.
His figure began to blur.
First, the edges of the limbs became indistinct, like a painting soaked in water, the outlines turning from clear to hazy;
Then came the torso, the boundaries between the chest and abdomen gradually dissolving, and the bones and muscles that once supported him to stand, walk, and fight were gradually transformed into pure light under the erosion of the star power.
Finally, there was the head. The face that many people remembered slowly and irreversibly melted under the blood-red sun. The lines of the features blurred, dissipated, and returned to nothingness little by little, like dust blown away by the wind.
At the top of the World Tree, only a faint sliver of starlight remained, its brightness even less dazzling than the fireflies scattered by the World Tree.
"Has Brother Dao left again?" Sausage looked up at the top of the World Tree, but she could no longer hear any sound from Xu Si.
Li Mengmeng, a member of the Secret Seekers sequence, also looked up at the top of the World Tree. She felt that some secrets that she should know were being secretly hidden away.
Jiao Jiao and Zheng Fangzhou both looked up at Xu Si at the same time. The aura that had always made Jiao Jiao feel at ease was gone, and the aura that had made Zheng Fangzhou wary had disappeared.
At the top of the World Tree, only a cluster of scarlet starlight remained.
It was larger than any of the light spots Xu Si had condensed in his previous experiments, yet it was purer than any of them. It had no fixed shape, no clear distinction between inside and outside, and resembled a nebula just emerging from chaos.
Then, it began to change.