In the 117th year of the Star Dome Calendar, the Forgefire Embryo Starship, like a sharp arrow shot toward the end of destiny, sprinted through the vast expanse of space. Its target was the mysterious realm where the origin and the end of the universe intersect. The ship breached the final barrier constructed by the tide of freedom ink, and the sight that met those on board made everyone gasp.
Suspended in the void was a colossal vortex, woven from countless shimmering threads. Each thread contained the unique will of a different civilization regarding freedom, intertwining to converge into a staggering force. At the center of the vortex lay the much-coveted Core of Freedom Origin. Like a rare jewel set in a crown of chaos, its surface rippled with brilliant flames—a manifestation of the most fervent yearning for freedom held by all civilizations in the universe. Yet, at this moment, this precious core was tightly constricted by pitch-black Shackles of Order. Like hideous vipers, these shackles tightened, devouring the light of freedom bit by bit.
The Freedom Inheritance Chapter in Chen Feng's hand began to vibrate violently without warning. The Super-Dimensional Finale pattern engraved on the seal resonated strongly with the Core of Freedom Origin, projecting ever-changing, mysterious three-dimensional maps onto the star chart. "A core-level freedom field has been detected!" Su Yuhan's voice was filled with tension and urgency as golden data streams surged wildly across th…
Chapter 142