Three hundred years later.

The night shrouds the city, and the lights outside the windows twinkle like stars.

Gu Man sat quietly in the chair, his fingers lightly pressing on the screen of his mobile phone.

The cold touch was transmitted to my fingertips through the screen, as if I was touching Song Lufeng on the battlefield from an infinite distance.

Her palms were slightly warm, and faint starlight spread out from her fingertips, like a soft stream of water, flowing along her arms to her whole body, and finally converging in her palms.

A blue-white light surged around her, shrouding her face like a bright moon, clean and soft.

She closed her eyes, took a long breath and exhaled.

Her heart began to resonate with the starlight, and a steady and powerful rhythm spread throughout her body.

The power of "Son of the Planet" is being released - familiar warmth and full of vitality.

The starlight was like a tide, gradually withdrawing from her body, flowing along the thin screen, turning into countless invisible streams, and flowing towards the battlefield light years away.

Gu Man opened his eyes, stared at the phone screen, and whispered:

"Lufeng, activate the connection. My power... is handed over to you."

Her voice was gentle, yet firm, like a star fearlessly falling into the atmosphere.

The screen trembled slightly, and the starlight connected through the void like an invisible bridge.

She knew that while this power was being transmitted, it was also being taken away from her own life.

"Power comes from the same source as the planet. Giving it to others will also cause harm to me."

But she doesn't regret it.

The phone screen is on, and the stars are still shining.

Gu Man's fingers began to tremble slightly, and the flow of starlight made her body feel cold, as if something was squeezing her vitality and pulling it away to the point of almost hollowing her out.

Her lips were pursed, her face was pale, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

She knew that every bit of strength made Song Lufeng stronger; she also knew that every bit of strength would make her weaker.

But she never hesitated.

"You have taken responsibility..." she murmured in a low voice, as if talking to Song Lufeng who was invisible on the phone screen.

She could see the stars on the screen becoming brighter and brighter, which was a symbol that Song Lufeng was receiving her power.

Her gaze did not waver in the slightest, and was as bright as the last star in the night sky.

"This is my choice..."

She spoke softly, her voice weak but firm as ever.

Then, she closed her eyes and poured all her strength into the screen again. Starlight poured out like a tide, without stopping for a moment, until she reached the center of the battlefield a hundred years later.

*******

In the ruins, the air was so thick that it seemed to be condensing into substance.

Zhan Bai stood on the cracked floor tiles, his eyes cold and fierce. The phantom of the nine-headed monster behind him raised its ferocious head, and its distorted aura tore through the space like a blade.

Song Lufeng stood opposite him, holding a black sword in his hand. His figure was as solid as a mountain and motionless, but he was breathing slightly, and scarlet blood was oozing from the wound on his shoulder.

Song Lufeng knew that Zhan Bai had not yet exerted his full strength, and the disturbing power in his hands was ready to move.

Zhan Bai slowly raised his hand, and the monster's scream pierced everyone's nerves from the void.

Flames, thunder, and poisonous fog approached like a tide, making it hard to breathe.

At this moment, behind Song Lufeng, a beam of starlight suddenly lit up from the screen of his mobile phone, and Gu Man's voice rang out in the silence.

"Lufeng, activate the connection. My power is given to you."

The voice came through the phone, gentle yet firm, just like her.

The fluctuations of Song Lufeng's supernatural powers gradually grew stronger, like the joyful drumbeats, alternating with thunder.

It is also like the harmonious sound of a zither and a harp, which is extremely perfect.

The fluctuations of supernatural powers are like the tide, one wave after another...

Zhan Bai stood on the cracked floor tiles, his eyes were deep, and the blood at the corner of his mouth reflected the light, like a burnt candle.

Song Lufeng stood holding a sword, his eyes were as cold as ice, and the chill around him revealed a murderous determination.

The power of supernatural powers rises into the sky.

Zhan Bai chuckled, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

"Savior... her power is given to you."

Zhan Bai whispered with a hint of uncontrollable mockery.

"What a shame... such power."

"She actually chose you..."

Gu Man's voice came from Song Lufeng's mobile phone, gentle and firm, like the stars in the night sky.

"Zhan Bai, it wasn't me who chose him, but he who chose me."

Her tone was calm, yet it carried a certain unshakable firmness.

"But if you insist that I chose him, then I'll tell you—"

"He is responsible and a man of his word."

Zhan Bai's laughter suddenly stopped.

Those wild eyes narrowed slightly, like a beast that had failed in its hunt.

Zhan Bai took a step forward, and the bricks under his feet broke, with cracks spreading like a spider web.

He raised his head and looked at Song Lufeng coldly.

"Standing tall?"

His voice trembled slightly, but it couldn't hide the flame of jealousy.

"Then I want to see how long he can hold on."

Zhan Bai raised his hand, and the nine-headed phantom behind him suddenly let out a sharp roar, and violent power surged like a tide.

Fire, thunder, poisonous fog, hail, metal, earth, entanglement, mental shock, and severance.

The world lost its color.

Song Lufeng stood in place, gently turning the sword in his hand, and the blade reflected a dim light.

On the phone screen, a carefree voice whispered.

"Lufeng, I give my power to you."

Her voice was tired, yet still soft, like falling stars.

"Don't let me down."

Gu Man's power flowed from the cell phone into Song Lufeng's body like a trickle of water.

Hot and warm.

Gentle, yet indestructible.

That was her trust.

It is also her life.

Song Lufeng closed his eyes, letting the power surge through his limbs and bones, gathering in the sword in his palm.

At that moment, his aura suddenly changed.

A mixture of cold and heat.

Darkness resonates with starlight.

He gripped the sword, raised his head, and his eyes were icy cold.

Zhan Bai's expression changed slightly.

"She gave you everything...?"

His voice dropped, with shock that he could not conceal.

But then, the jealousy in his eyes turned into anger.

"Song Lufeng, you don't deserve it!"

He roared suddenly, and the nine-headed monster phantoms roared at the same time, and the power surged towards Song Lufeng like a huge wave.

Flames scorched the sky.

Thunder tearing.

The air was filled with poisonous fog.

Hail was raging.

metal cage.

The earth rolled.

entwined vines.

mental storm.

Endless division.

Song Lufeng drew his sword.

No superfluous words.

The sword shines like a galaxy.

Cut the flames with one sword.

A sword splits the thunder.

The poisonous fog was swallowed up by the starlight and turned into nothingness.

The hailstones were broken.

The metal is melted away.

The earth was suppressed.

The vines were dissipated.

The spirit is indestructible.

The division is broken.

The bright white pupils suddenly shrank, and he took a half step back, looking at Song Lufeng in disbelief.

"This is impossible!"

He growled hoarsely, with a hint of panic in his voice.

Gu Man's voice sounded again.

Tender, yet cold.

"Zhan Bai, this is my answer."

Song Lufeng gripped the sword tightly, took a step, and his figure flashed by like a stream of light.

The sword blade pierced through the sky and stabbed into Zhan Bai's chest.

Zhan Bai waved his hand subconsciously, and three phantoms blocked in front of him, but were instantly pierced by the sword light.

The phantom roared and shattered, and the azure white body was shaken and flew several feet away.

He fell to his knees, his face pale and blood dripping from his lips.

Zhan Bai struggled to raise his head, staring at Song Lufeng.

He panted, his voice low and hoarse.

"Why?"

"Her power should belong to me."

He clenched his teeth and his eyes showed crazy jealousy.

"It's me! Only I am worthy of her!"

Zhan Bai's voice became louder and louder, his emotions got out of control, his hands clenched tightly, and his nails dug deeply into his palms.

Song Lufeng stood in front of him, looking down at him.

The black sword dropped, the tip of the sword touched the ground, and white blood dripped down.

His eyes were as calm as water, without a trace of emotion.

"Her power belongs to no one."

His voice was low and cold.

"It doesn't belong to me, and it doesn't belong to you either."

"I belong to her."

Song Lufeng took a step forward, raised the black sword slightly, and pointed the tip at Zhan Bai's throat.

Zhan Bai did not answer, but his breathing became more and more rapid.

He suddenly lowered his head, and a dark red light surged from his hands.

The ground cracked and three monster heads rose from the ground, roaring strangely.

The white figure gradually blurred in the light.

"Song Lufeng, this time, I lost."

His voice was low, but full of reluctance.

“But I won’t lose my whole life.”

The red light swept away the white figure like a tide.

The world fell silent again.

Song Lufeng put away his sword, turned around, and stood on the ruins.

The light in the phone gradually dimmed, and the indifferent voice was filled with fatigue.

"Lufeng, is it over?"

Song Lufeng nodded, his voice low and steady.

"It's over."

He paused and looked in the direction where Zhan Bai disappeared.

“But he’ll be back.”

Gu Man's voice softened a little, and seemed to carry a hint of a smile.

"Then I will help you next time."

"But you have to remember—"

"We win together."

Song Lufeng held the phone, lowered his eyes slightly, and spoke in an inaudible voice.

"Um."

At the place where Zhan Bai escaped, the broken necks of three monsters were hanging in the air.

Zhan Bai was panting, with the blood at the corner of his mouth not wiped off, but he showed a crazy smile.

"Song Lufeng, do you think this is the end?"

His eyes were cold as he stared at the runes faintly appearing on his head.

"Your victory is only temporary."

"And I will return with the power to destroy everything."

He raised his hand, pressed it to the tattoo on his head, and laughed softly:

"This game has just begun."

The stars went out, and the ruins of the battlefield turned into deathly silence.