The Ethereal Body held the [Key of Ti Divine Hall Inheritance] and the [Broken Door of the Temple of Ti] in its hands. These relics from the Ti Divine Hall were no longer rely trembling as they approached the core of the ruins, but emitted a mournful hum, like a long-traveling wanderer finally encountering the debris of their holand, excited yet sorrowful.
Especially the black key, its surface no longer showed flowing ripples but burst forth with blinding temporal lightning, forcibly tearing through the solidified void ahead, pointing to an inconspicuous corner deep within the ruins, entangled by countless broken rules.
There, it seed no different from other places, with only a few particularly large fragnts of halls, engraved with blurred clock patterns, floating around. Yet the key’s direction was unwavering.
To this, Song Chi remotely operated the Mirror Image Warship, precisely analyzing the rule threads by replicating the [Eye of Truth], carefully avoiding the ti-space traps potent enough to obliterate mythical creatures, while steadily advancing.
Finally, the Mirror Image Warship ca to a halt before a relatively flat, altar-like broken boulder.
"The nexus... is right here..."
Song Chi had already exited the All-Attributes Cultivation Room at this mont, holding his breath and concentrating his mind, his awareness highly focused.
Under his control, the Ethereal Body gently pressed the [Key of Ti Divine Hall Inheritance] into an almost indistinguishable groove at the center of the altar.
The mont both sides made contact—
"Buzz!!!"
A giant sound that directly affected the soul and the very dinsion of ti erupted violently.
For an instant, the absolute void of "Starry Sea·South Pole" seed to be violently stirred by an invisible giant hand. Those rule fragnts, dormant for countless epochs, fluttered like startled birds, transforming into billions of deadly multicolored temporal cracks, shooting outward.
The shield of the Mirror Image Warship instantly lit up with a dazzling glow, with energy levels plumting sharply.
anwhile, the altar burst forth with Seven-Colored Divine Light, a brilliance a thousand tis fiercer than an ordinary mythical detonation. Within the light, countless enormous phantoms flashed in and out of existence — they were grand temples that spanned countless rivers of ti, majestic figures capable of creating and destroying galaxies in a single thought, incomprehensible manifestations of rules...
These temporal imprints, akin to a glimpse into the past, montarily displayed the supre glory of the Ti Divine Hall, then quickly faded and shattered.
Finally, a highly unstable seven-colored light gate, just large enough for a warship to pass through, precariously ford above the altar.
The edges of the light gate constantly collapsed and repaired, emitting a soul-shaking cracking sound, as if it might completely disintegrate at any mont.
From within the gate emanated an ancient, vast aura, reminiscent of the universe’s birth, the source of ti itself, causing the soul to shiver.
"Hold on!" Song Chi shouted in his heart, not only quickly pushing the Mirror Image Warship’s engine output to the limit but also, without hesitation, activating the "outside the Three Realms, not within the Five Elents" feature of the replicated [Three Realms Five Elents Certificate] component. Even though the warship’s hull had entirely transford into a void state, it still floated like a battered, unsteady vessel within the torrent of blazing Seven-Colored Divine Light, barely maintaining basic navigation.
Fortunately, luck was on their side, and the Mirror Image Warship eventually managed to struggle through the precarious light gate.
Boom!
It seed as if they had pierced through a viscous barrier constructed from ti itself, instantly isolating the external destructive waves. The Mirror Image Warship erged into an extrely small seven-colored space, asuring less than ten thousand cubes.
Within this space, there was no concept of up, down, left, or right, only the slowly flowing Power of Ti Origin, akin to a liquid rainbow.
At the center of the space, four items floated quietly, their existence seemingly the last stand of this soon-to-be obliterated legacy site.
A long spear, its body like flowing eternal sand, gathered the colors of the seven-colored River of Ti; the tip glead with coldness, as if embodying all "ends" and "annihilation"; seven solid rings of color like mythology itself surrounded the spear, slightly rotating, altering the flow of ti around them— Seven-Colored Mythical Artifact [Ti Spirit Divine Spear].
Compared to the five-colored Rakshasa Heaven-Slaying Sword in Song Chi’s hand, the divine aura exuded by this seven-colored [Ti Spirit Divine Spear] was beyond imagination, comparable only to the [Candle Dragon Axe] fused within the Floating Land Origin Core of the Earth Core Space on the Heavenly Ruins Continent, though still inferior in practice.
This [Ti Spirit Divine Spear], rely existing there, exuded a supre majesty of "mastering ti, granting life and death at will."
A pile of crystal stones, approximately a hundred in number, each not a regular polyhedron but constantly flickering between three dinsions and higher dinsions. Their light was restrained to the extre, yet it stirred an instinctual, almost greedy yearning deep within Song Chi’s soul.
Song Chi didn’t recognize these crystal stones, nor did the ship’s database have any records related to them.
A seven-colored token, its all-encompassing ancient clock pattern all that defined it. Upon closer inspection, the hour, minute, and second hands moved at an extrely slow yet steady pace, emitting a warm, solid aura, as if capable of resisting the erosion of ten thousand ages—convertible into a ship-mounted component, the seven-colored group blessing-type component [Blessing of the Ti God King].
Finally, a mass of extrely dim, wavering data flow, like a candle fla about to extinguish.
It had no fixed shape, seemingly composed of countless shattered points of light and symbols, the most inconspicuous elent in this legacy space yet possibly the most central.
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