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At the beginning, Ian thought the Dragon Island Seal had spontaneously collapsed, but soon, he noticed the true discord: "Why has the concentration of Aether beco so low?"

Even Ian couldn’t accurately notice the gradually declining Aether data over 160 million years at first glance. In fact, as the Terra Planet was shattered by the Calamity of Light, and the Domain of Void kept undergoing Reincarnation, the surrounding Aether concentration was already gradually decreasing, which was normal.

But from Ian’s perspective now, perhaps it’s the actual demise of Terra civilization, and the Perpetual Motion Machine ’Infinite Tide’ returned to the Great Aether Circulation, thus there is no longer a Perpetual Motion Machine present within the Terra Cradle of the Ashen Pathway.

Without the Perpetual Motion Machine continuously providing Aether, all Aether in the natural environnt would gradually devolve into Spirit Energy and Origin Quality, thereby unable to affect Space-Ti.

Even though the sun still continuously provides Origin Quality, without intelligent life providing Spirit Energy, and the Domain of Void undergoing Reincarnation, True Ether can no longer be born.

In short, everything accumulates bit by bit, and the accumulation of one hundred million years has lowered the concentration of Aether to a limit point.

The seal of Dragon Island could not be maintained, and the Fragnt of Demise was released.

Then...

Ian saw that the black spot of light ford by the collapse of Dragon Island flickered for an exceedingly long ti and flew to the sun.

Shortly thereafter, within three days.

The sun collapsed into a Black Hole.

Silently.

There was no gravitational change, no spectacular shockwaves; the sun nearly collapsed between breaths, accelerated rotation, and then beca a Black Hole. Its gravitational field was entirely stable, the gravitational pull of the entire star system remained stable, and Terra Star continued on its original orbit with no change at all.

Only, the sun beca a Black Hole, the light was no more, and no longer did the sun’s Origin Quality flow to the surroundings.

Everything turned pitch-black and silent.

But to those inside the Reincarnation, none of this mattered, for they never depended on the sun’s radiance for survival; even if the sun beca a Black Hole, the Fla Reincarnation could still continue.

And whether it was the flas ford by the Ashen King or Ashen Ian, they still existed.

Even if their thoughts and consciousness had twisted into forms incomprehensible to normal Humans, Reincarnation continued.

Thus, fourteen thousand five hundred and ninety-five cycles.

’Within the Cradle,’ two hundred million years after the destruction of Terra.

A true change appeared.

Bang.

To those within Reincarnation, perhaps there was no sound.

But to Ian and the Ashen King in reality, they both heard a slight sound, as if sothing shattered.

Then, they saw.

The Cradle, shattered.

In an accelerated view, which multiplied countless tis, the entire Star Prison Tianyu encompassing the Terra Star System, with a radius of five light-years, the entire Cradle, all shattered.

And around the universe, those sparse yet fierce stellar lights, those supernovae light sealed by the presence of the Cradle for 200 million years, filled the entire Terra Star System within five years.

Everything was annihilated.

Including Reincarnation.

Reincarnation didn’t extinguish because it was burned out—it was extinguished due to external force!

Because when the Cradle shattered, that light accumulated over 200 million years, many supernovae lights converged, and thoroughly destroyed Terra, boiling the entire Domain of Void, tearing every bubble apart, hence it dissipated!

[I see...]

Watching this scene, even the Ashen King revealed a complex expression and sighed: [It isn’t my limit, but the limit of Infernal Heaven...]

But Ian widened his eyes, staring in a direction.

One he had been waiting for all along.

He waited.

A mass of black, indescribable by words, unprocessable through logic, shadows... was slowly proceeding toward the center of the Cradle, the center of the Terra Star System, using a manner incomprehensible to Space-Ti life, beyond understanding its causal sequence.

That is... The End.

Originally stationed outside the Cradle, The End.

Over 200 million years, it showed no anomalies, no movent. Even during the forty million years when the Fragnt of Demise escaped the seal of Dragon Island, turning the Tera Star into a Black Hole, it still did nothing.

Until 200 million years later, when the Cradle broke, it finally acted.

In an unspeakably strange magnitude, proceeding toward the ’Terra Black Hole.’

"Why?"

This ti, Ian did not halt his ’Clairvoyant Vision’ simply because he noted the Black Hole, even though he truly was near his limit. Yet, the power at the Fifth Energy Level was still sufficient to keep him going with so strength left.

But now, even with his Wisdom, he couldn’t figure out instantly what this all ant—the Fragnt of Demise turned the Tera Star into a Black Hole, the Cradle shattered, and the eternally immobile End suddenly beca stirred, slowly subrged into the Black Hole...

This isn’t strange.

The End essentially exists within the Black Hole’s horizon, an alien being who, no matter how powerful, probably has the habit of returning inside the Black Hole, just as human technology, no matter how strong, wouldn’t necessarily transform people into weird shapes to adapt to alien planets, but rather transform alien planets akin to the ho planet.

But why? What crucial information from these two hundred million years awaits Ian’s comprehension?

Ian couldn’t fathom it imdiately, but he committed everything to mory.

And soon, Ian also beca aware of what might be the central difference.

"Aether."

In the last few seconds of Clairvoyant Vision, in those monts when ’The End’ subrged into the Terra Black Hole, Ian keenly noticed the subtle distinction on Terra upon its reconnection with the ’universal space outside the Cradle’ after its collapse: "Has Aether completely vanished?"

"No, that’s not it. Aether hasn’t completely vanished... Wait."

"Could it be... the universe outside the Cradle..."

"Has no Aether?!"

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