The Fall of Splendor and the Surge of Permissions (Part Two)

As Wade Wu II's voice echoed, like an endless whisper entering Andrew Han's soul, layers upon layers of clear, cool intent actually jolted him out of his Berserker State.

It was like the sound of a gentle stream, tinkling and flowing.

Taking two steps back, Andrew Han stood at the edge of the square platform, gazing up at the shallow-red void.

"What kind of power is this?"

He exited Berserker State, shaking his head.

Ever since the influence of the Graywhite Aura triggered Berserker State, this was only the second time in history he had exited it involuntarily. Clearly, Wade Wu II, the white-haired, three-thousand-zhang-tall overseer of this Primordial Contest, could see through the nature of Berserker State.

The amplification effect of Berserker State was terrifying, and with no side effects, it was truly one of Andrew Han's strongest killing moves.

Now that someone had seen through it, Andrew couldn't help feeling uneasy, a jolt of shock in his heart.

But this was just an instinctive thought—a normal reaction of life's self-preservation.

"Not seeing through it—that would be abnormal."

Andrew Han thought to himself, "If the Human Race's powerhouses couldn't see through Berserker State, I'd have to redefine the true significance of the Graywhite Aura." All his years of grinding forward, struggling and climbing step by step, could never be explained by a single Berserker State alone.

Whether it was the Graywhite Aura or Berserker State, these were merely precious opportunities; the true decisive factor in Andrew Han's achievements and future heights still lay in Andrew himself.

External things are not what matter most.

What matters most is oneself.

Besides, this is the Spark-Heritage Zone—the very heart of the Human Supreme Hall, where the core powerhouses of the Star-Sky Humans gather!

No matter what happens here, it's all perfectly natural—and that's why Andrew Han could calm himself so quickly... Even if another person emerged with a Berserker State, so what? Andrew wouldn't be surprised.

Because here, in the Human Supreme Hall, at the core of the Star-Sky Humanity, is the true pinnacle, the most glorious, the most majestic realm of the cosmic starry sky!

Thinking of this—

Andrew Han took a deep breath and looked at Sean Nan beside him. The ancient kingdom prince was covered in tattered clothes and wounds, his face dark and somber, staring at Andrew with words he could not quite speak.

"Andrew Han."

Sean Nan's gaze was filled with a complexity—so tangled and indescribable, so knotted and impossible to unravel—that not even calculation could sort it out.

There was melancholy, and also unwillingness.

Their eyes met, and all around was silent.

At that moment, the two stood at the edge of the Central Quota Platform, like two true powerhouses meeting at the very summit.

The surrounding Primordial Geniuses all cast looks of awe and respect. At the same time, countless others gazed at the void projections—innumerable eyes, each with their own emotion, all focused on Andrew Han and Sean Nan... This Starlight-tier, world-shaking battle truly left hearts pounding.

"Andrew Han, that lunatic."

Lily Huang gritted her teeth, thumping her soft chest repeatedly, her sweet face faintly glistening with sweat.

Just a short time ago, she would never have dared imagine such a thing.

In a single explosive instant, Andrew Han, with that wild and peerless bearing, clashed strength against strength, fighting Sean Nan for so long he nearly defeated him.

The more she thought about it, the more shocked she became. Lily Huang pursed her lips: "Just half a star-year ago, I could easily beat Andrew Han!" She grumbled twice, lightly wiping her brow, showing a trace of exhaustion.

Even just watching was enough to leave one utterly spent.

It wasn't just Lily Huang—every other Primordial Genius was panting for breath, finally relaxing their tense nerves. As if they'd just passed through a world of dazzling prosperity, their spirits now felt a little weary.

"It's truly terrifying. Even a Starlight-tier clash can reach this level."

"Sean Nan is frightening, but Andrew Han is even scarier."

"Honestly, even if you add in life-gene Starlight-tier, I doubt anyone could compare to Andrew Han and Sean Nan. These two represent the limits of the Primordial Gate."

The quota battle began quietly, drawing little attention.

After all, Andrew Han and Sean Nan had already dazzled like crystal diamonds before them, leaving only rough stones behind.

Hengsha Gate—countless Standard-tier Geniuses erupted with countless exclamations, forming a tidal wave of awe that swept across the Star-Gate.

"Even Starlight-tier can be this strong."

"These two are no longer far from Primeval."

"Sean Nan's emperor sword, and the Prince's Founding-Emperor Fist, are so powerful they've reached the very limits of Starlight-tier. If it were me facing that sword or that fist, my soul would be shattered."

"Andrew Han's explosive bursts are the truly terrifying thing."

Debate raged, fervent and heated, as if everyone were right there on the scene.

High atop a mountain waterfall, Lyra Qin—the princess of a Cosmic Ancient Kingdom—leaned against a white stone, her dazzled eyes fixed on the void projection.

"This Andrew Han—he's one of our Ancient Kingdom's people."

"Looks like I need to find a chance to reach out and get to know him."

Her white-jade zither was gone.

Though she held no instrument, it was as if a zither still played in her heart.

Tinkling, tinkling, faintly there came the clear, melodious sound of zither strings being plucked. It was like the mingled notes of a complex piece, pearls large and small falling on a jade plate.

Spark-Heritage Zone, Reserve-tier Cultivation City.

The people of the Chenriver Empire gazed through the void, watching the Primordial Gate: "To think we used to debate whether His Highness Andrew Han would even participate in the Primordial Contest. Back then, the eight strongest Starlight-tier contenders didn't even include his name."

"The entire Spark-Heritage Zone is focused on this battle."

"Ha! After battling Sean Nan, His Highness Andrew Han has made his name known throughout the world."

At the front, a white-horned youth was so delighted he wanted to raise a great toast, his white horn twisting with joy.

Meanwhile, the people of the Tianyu Empire were cautious, their smiles even more reserved... Even though they couldn't understand how the Chenriver Palace could produce such a Primordial Genius.

Tracing back through the Tianyu Empire's history, not once had they produced a Primordial Genius—let alone someone as powerful as Andrew Han.

Primordial is not the end.

At this moment, for Andrew Han, Primeval is within reach.