Han Feng's pupils trembled slightly as he gazed at the "Han Feng" before him, who was identical to him in every way. The same eyebrows, the same build, even their auras were indistinguishable. The only difference was their eyes; the mirror image of Han Feng's eyes shimmered with a star-like silver light, so deep they seemed capable of swallowing light itself.
"Silly boy, what are you looking at? I am Zero." The other Han Feng spoke, his voice carrying an ethereal echo. "Next, I'll demonstrate to you how to conjure the power of stars. Only once, so watch carefully."
Han Feng subconsciously held his breath. He saw "Zero" slowly raise his right hand, palm up, and a ball of silvery-white light seeped from his fingertips like liquid, gathering in the air to form a vortex-like ball of light. The light was so pure that it contained not a trace of impurity, and Han Feng could even see tiny stardust flowing inside the ball of light, like a miniature Milky Way.
"When transforming..." Zero's voice seemed to come from a great distance, "Simulate the form you will take in your divine sense..."
As he spoke, the ball of light began to stretch and deform, and Han Feng could feel the surrounding space trembling slightly. He forced himself to concentrate, not missing a single detail—the edges of the ball of light gradually sharpened, the center bulged to form a hammerhead, and a handle extended from the other end...
"Buzz—"
After a clear, resonant ringing sound, the ball of light solidified completely. A warhammer, entirely silver-white, hovered in Zero's hand, its head engraved with ancient star patterns, each pattern flickering as if breathing. Most awe-inspiring was the invisible pressure emanating from it—simply by gazing at it, Han Feng felt his internal injuries subtly heating up, as if being purified by some divine power.
"The physical manifestations of stellar power all possess purifying properties." Zero flicked his wrist, leaving faint streaks of light where the warhammer had passed. "It has absolute suppression over shadow energy."
Han Feng couldn't resist reaching out to touch it, but Zero waved his hand, and the warhammer disintegrated into countless stardust the moment his fingertips touched it, like fireflies scattered by the wind, slowly extinguishing in the air.
"Your turn. Give it a try." Zero took a step back, her silver eyes sparkling with anticipation.
Han Feng closed his eyes and concentrated, recalling every detail from just now. Star Power... Simulated Form... He felt the star power within him eagerly responding to Han Feng's call, rising from his dantian and flowing along his meridians to his palms.
At first, only a few strands of silvery light swirled between his fingers, but then more and more appeared, gradually gathering into a ball of light the size of a fist. Unlike Zero's fluidity, Han Feng's ball of light appeared restless, rippling like disturbed water.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on Han Feng's forehead as he sketched out the image in his mind: a blade three feet two inches long, a back seven-tenths of an inch thick, and a slightly curved blade... A uniquely shaped battle sword suddenly took shape in his mind. The ball of light in Han Feng's hand began to stretch and deform according to his will, but the process was extremely slow, as if it was resisting some kind of invisible resistance.
Three minutes passed, and as the last bit of the blade took shape, Han Feng was almost exhausted. A starlight battle blade finally appeared in his trembling palm. Although its light was not as solid as Zero's, its form was quite complete.
"Your mastery of stellar power has exceeded my expectations," Zero commented, nodding slightly. "To be able to fully materialize an object on your first try is truly remarkable, but your proficiency is clearly lacking."
Han Feng was about to respond when he suddenly noticed the edges of his battle blade blurring—the power of the stars was dissipating! He hurriedly focused his mind to try and stabilize it, but this only accelerated the collapse. In the blink of an eye, the battle blade turned into scattered silver dust.
"No need to force yourself, you can practice more in the future." Zero raised his hand to stop him from trying again. "Next is to convert it into other elemental energies."
A new orb of light formed in Zero's palm, but this time a wondrous change occurred. A pale yellow gradually seeped into the silvery-white orb, like the morning sun painting the daylight. The color continued to deepen, turning orange-red, and finally settling on a fiery crimson-orange. Throughout the process, the texture of the orb also changed, gradually becoming restless and active from a liquid halo...
"The essence of fire is extreme heat and violence." Before Zero could finish speaking, the ball of light suddenly collapsed, then exploded with a roar!
\"call--!\"
Han Feng didn't even have time to retreat before the wave of heat stung his face. The flame hovered above Ling's palm, its core a near-white, bright blue, the surrounding space distorted by the intense heat. Even more terrifying, stardust could still be seen swirling within the flame—this was no ordinary flame, but the fire of stars!
"I can feel the burning sensation even from five meters away..." Han Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve, shocked by the destructive power of this energy. "If I were to come into direct contact with it..."
"Have you heard that saying? 'To vanish in the blink of an eye,' that refers to the fire of stars." Zero calmly extinguished the flames, and the room temperature immediately dropped. "The wonder of the power of stars lies in its ability to simulate the essence of all things. However..."
It suddenly reverted to its original sphere of light form, its voice turning serious: "Right now, you can only attempt form transformations. Elemental conversion requires a higher level of control; forcing yourself to practice will backfire."
Han Feng stared at his palm, his thoughts churning. He suddenly realized how superficial his previous understanding of the power of the stars had been; it wasn't just an energy to strengthen the physical body, but a near-infinite arsenal!
"Can I learn defensive transmogrification?" Han Feng suddenly asked, "Like a shield or armor?"
Zero's light flashed with pleasure: "A wise question. Watch closely..."
The sphere of light transformed again, this time expanding into a circular light shield with a surface covered in hexagonal honeycomb structures. Most remarkably, when Zero demonstrated its defensive capabilities, the light shield automatically adjusted its local density based on the direction of the "attack"!
"The strength of a celestial artifact depends on two factors," Zero concluded after returning to his original state, "first, the purity of its energy, and second, the precision of its imagination."
"Does that mean the energy transformed from the internal force of all cultivators can be simulated by the power of stars?" Han Feng asked.
After a moment's thought, Ling replied, "That's true in theory, but I don't know the specifics."
Han Feng's face showed an eager expression, but Zero poured cold water on him at this moment: "But as I just said, if you want to fully materialize, the most important thing is to know the essence of energy, such as fire attribute energy, extreme high temperature and violence. You don't know the other special attributes, so how can you materialize it?"
Han Feng was speechless for a moment, but he quickly recovered. Zero looked at Han Feng's calm demeanor and showed a satisfied expression.
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