A resonance far deeper and more fundamental than any previous connection, like stars dormant for aeons ignited simultaneously, erupting with a bang from their touching palms! It was no longer the impact of fragmented bloodline memories, but the most direct collision and fusion of souls and wills!
The End Star Core in Pei Du's chest, like cold water dropped into boiling oil, instantly erupted with an unprecedented, fiery, molten golden brilliance! The icy laws of order and destruction roared within him! At the same time, the mark of eternal golden flame between Xu Shuangyao's eyebrows suddenly shone like the blazing sun! The majestic, warm, and life-giving will of the planet, like an awakening giant beast, roared from the depths of her soul, shaking the galaxy!
The icy order of the end, the planet's vibrant vitality. Two forces of diametrically opposed nature, yet both derived from the very origins of the universe, collided like two roaring galaxies where their palms met!
boom!!!
The pain was unimaginable! It was like my entire soul was thrown into the singularity of the Big Bang, and was instantly torn into billions of pieces!
Xu Shuangyao groaned, her body trembling violently, almost collapsing. She felt as if her consciousness had been thrown into the core of a storm. The vast perception of the planet's will and the individual consciousness of "Xu Shuangyao" were violently shaken by the violent energy impact, almost being torn apart! Pei Du's hand covered with dark gold lines suddenly tightened, like the strongest shackles, firmly locking her hand and her almost collapsed consciousness. The bottom of his molten gold eyes was also surging with a violent energy storm, but he was as steady as a mountain, turning himself into the most resolute anchor, firmly anchoring the violent energy channel between them.
Thorns! It's the thorn brand!
At this critical juncture, as their souls and powers were about to be completely ripped apart by the violent collision, the mysterious thorny mark on the backs of their clasped hands suddenly lit up! It was no longer the faint, breath-like light of before, but instead erupted with a searing golden light that pierced through all illusions! The mark seemed to come alive, its intricate patterns spreading, interweaving, and growing wildly across the skin of their hands!
A new, indescribable force of harmony surged from the core of the Thorn Mark! It wasn't simply a buffer, but rather, it forcibly intervened and sorted out the two violently colliding forces using rules from a higher dimension!
The icy force of order is guided and softened by the power of the brand, its core will to protect rather than destroy infinitely magnified and highlighted. Meanwhile, the majestic will of life is restrained and condensed by the power of the brand, its relentless wildness given clear boundaries and direction.
Destruction and vitality, cold and warmth, order and wildness… Under the harmony of the thorn mark, they are no longer incompatible opposition, but begin to swirl and blend like yin and yang fish! The cold storm in Pei Du's molten gold eyes gradually took on a hint of the warm glow from Xu Shuangyao; the surging will of life in Xu Shuangyao's clear starry eyes was infused with a hint of Pei Du's unique, iron-like sense of order.
An unprecedented, mystical aura, a blend of the ageless stardust, the vastness of the void, the weight of the earth, and the thriving vitality of life, began to emerge and permeate from the intertwined wills of the two! This aura was all-encompassing, unparalleled in its power, yet harmonious and unified! It enveloped the entire core of the Earth, silently announcing the birth of a will that transcended the individual, blending the origins of both end and rebirth!
After an unknown amount of time, the violent energy storm finally subsided. The light of the Thorn Mark also slowly faded, returning to a gentle flickering state, like breathing.
Pei Du slowly loosened his clenched grip, but between their palms, the invisible bond of intertwined will and power seemed to linger. Xu Shuangyao steadied herself, breathing lightly, but her clear eyes were free of any confusion, only a clarity and resolve tempered by experience. She felt the power surging within her, no longer a chaotic galaxy, but as if endowed with invisible channels and precise valves. Though still vast and majestic, she could now clearly perceive and guide it. Even more miraculous, she could even vaguely sense the cold pulse of the End Star Core within Pei Du's chest, the deep calmness of his molten gold will and... a subtle hint of fatigue.
The surging emotions in Pei Du's molten gold eyes settled, transforming into a bottomless pool. He looked at Xu Shuangyao, at the light in her eyes that perfectly blended the spirit of "Xu Shuangyao" with the majesty of the planet's will, at the eternal golden flame beating between her brows, symbolizing new life. A thousand words choked in his throat, ultimately translating into a low, hoarse cry, carrying the exhaustion of traversing life, death, and destruction, and a certain indescribable satisfaction:
"Welcome...home."
Xu Shuangyao looked at him, the corners of her lips curled up, and that warm smile once again lit up her starry eyes.
City of Thorns, top of the Emerald Tower.
Sunlight streamed through the translucent dome of golden-veined leaves, casting tiny, dancing specks of light across the ground. The air was filled with the uniquely fresh scent of new growth, mingled with the subtle tang of earth and the vibrant vitality of the distant forest, which was expanding at a visible rate, cleansing the wasteland.
Xu Shuangyao stood on the edge of the giant tower, overlooking the area below.
A three-dimensional city, formed from giant roots, tangled vines, and emerald green leaves laced with golden veins, resembles a mythical Emerald City that suddenly rose from the ground overnight. Vast hollow structures are stacked layer upon layer, naturally separated by the tenacious plant veins. Clear springs flow through thick root channels, like the city's blood vessels. Domes transformed from giant leaves automatically adjust their light transmittance according to the intensity of the light. Vine-woven bridges and roads crisscross the landscape, and some vines, like deft craftsmen, even automatically weave and reinforce the frames of simple houses.
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