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Zheng Yifan cautiously advanced, the forgotten Crystal within his body began to glow and radiate heat. The intense warmth caused his back to turn red and purple.
However, he could no longer focus on such details. Leaning slightly forward, he shifted his strength ahead, his leg muscles tensed as if an arrow was drawn back, ready to be released. He could still feel the power of Vital Energy around him, surging into his body like a relentless tide, nourishing his withered form.
The speed was astonishing; it seemed that all the Vital Energy was contained within the Spatial Turbulence. Even in its chaotic state, the Vital Energy remained usable, though it required him to harness it once inside his body.
Yet Zheng Yifan did not need to do this himself. Countless followers acted like self-operating cells, continuously providing him with the fundamental strength he needed.
Under this nurturing force, his body grew stronger. The Crystal shone with dazzling brilliance, and strange forces emerged—those were the powers of its original owner. At the moment when the Crystal was at its brightest, it erupted in a flash.
Zheng Yifan surged forward, using all his might to propel himself ahead. His muscles instantly sprang into action under the enhancement of Vital Energy, maximizing their potential.
This was the most assured state for Zheng Yifan to break through, nearly eliminating any chance of injury.
Unfortunately, some things always come with a twist of fate. Even a 1% chance could feel like 100% if encountered. And Zheng Yifan did encounter it. In the moment he charged forward, a colorful light streaked through the air—a sign of Temporal Turbulence appearing. Following that was a long-lasting layer of pure white turbulence, a flood of light pierced through Zheng Yifan's body as if time had frozen around him. No matter how strong his momentum was, he was completely immobilized by this force.
His scapula was pierced in an instant, as if it had always been that way.
Pain—excruciating pain—Zheng Yifan had never experienced anything so agonizing in his life. It felt as though every bone in his body shattered from within. If not for his pain receptors, he would have felt no suffering at all; he understood that this was a torment of the soul. The force tore apart Zheng Yifan's intangible strengths and left a thumb-sized hole in his scapula before dissipating entirely.
He had survived!
That was the only thought that echoed in Zheng Yifan's mind—just those four words and the pain that reminded him he was still alive. His body felt as if it were boiling; the pain in his shoulder was both temporary and eternal. Without compensation, it would remain forever—a torment that would never cease.
Zheng Yifan was fortunate; within the Time-Space Barrier, everything around him was meant to protect him. Massive waves of power surged at his side. It was an immense force, a remnant of the Deities from a bygone era, gradually replenishing Zheng Yifan's weary body. This power was rich and vibrant, yet Zheng Yifan understood that it was the source energy of the Time-Space Barrier, limited in quantity, with only a small portion being the purest essence. Without this power, Zheng Yifan would lose all his support.
What he could do now was to minimize the waste of this energy, or ideally, not waste it at all.
Zheng Yifan could only bring forth everything he had.
Or rather, he would only take out what he deemed useful, not just anything at random.
Various Crystals began to emerge slowly from the ground. These were the only things that might yield unexpected results for Zheng Yifan. The ordinary Zombie Crystal s were too few in number to cause any significant change; only these Crystals could achieve that.
These contained pure Vital Energy, imbued with a special aura. The Crystals from Zombies held not only pure Vital Energy but also the essence of life itself. This was the fundamental force for transforming organisms, capable of activating complete evolution in living beings. However, this power was overwhelmingly strong and aggressive, turning humans into Zombies.
Zombies were products of failed evolution; they were not viruses.
Yet humans had grown accustomed to calling them that and naturally regarded Zombies as viruses.
The Crystals dropped by Advanced Zombies were pure power.
Now, within the Time-Space Barrier, it seemed as if a bomb had detonated completely. The air was filled with a chaotic force that resembled a frenzied enchantress, desperately eroding everything in its path, seeking to devour the remaining Vital Energy entirely. However, under the might of the Time-Space Barrier, it was like a mayfly trying to shake a tree; before it could truly spread, it was already contained.
The power was absorbed into the Time-Space Barrier, which regained some Vital Energy. The energy within Zombie Crystal s was universal, especially that from Advanced Zombies' Zombie Crystal s. In an instant, Zheng Yifan found himself back at square one; all High-Level Soul Crystals had been completely absorbed by the Time-Space Barrier without leaving any trace.
All that remained in Zheng Yifan's hands were the strange Crystal obtained from the underground cave and the Crystal used to create Pink Dream.
However, now the Crystal of Pink Dream seemed to have become quite irritable, constantly darting left and right. The Time-Space Barrier appeared to understand this power well, neither devouring it nor touching it, as if greeting an old friend.
Clearly, the Crystal had no such intentions. After failing to break through near Zheng Yifan, it suddenly shattered completely, and then a little pink light began to seep into Zheng Yifan's body.
Inside Zheng Yifan's body, chaos erupted; all his cells were boiling. This pink power was maddening, but for Zheng Yifan, it was not that way. It was the power of dreams, the power of fantasies, the force that could turn everything into reality. However, the owner of this power was not that formidable; they had not reached true peak strength—merely a Sixth or Seventh Level warrior.
He fused all the power within him into a singular, unique force, not fully utilizing this strength but only employing one aspect of it.
The power that allows one to soar. In ancient times, people gazed at birds in the sky and always yearned to fly. Thus came kites and airplanes; humanity's dream of soaring has never ceased. His dream was also to fly, and now that he possessed this Superpower, that dream would become reality.
Just like Pink Dream, ethereal and surreal; all illusions became reality. However, that power had been diluted too much, leading to maddening occurrences. The true strength had already been solidified because this Superpower no longer had an owner—it had completely vanished, leaving only the original owner's power behind.
Two buds sprouted in the cave of Zheng Yifan's Scapula, filling everything within. From then on, it would no longer be incomplete but rather a fusion of powers from a bygone era.
Conversely, all remaining consciousness within the pink Crystal completely dissipated.
They should never have existed in the first place; naturally, they should vanish forever beneath this void and return to the world of eternal silence. (To be continued.)
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