Lurian is a Starlight-tier lifeform of the Nether Clan, possessing vast experience and knowledge—so extensive that all human knowledge to date pales in comparison.
It has survived for hundreds of thousands of years.
It has observed stars at close range and roamed countless planetary systems.
Though some planetary systems lack planets capable of sustaining life, their wondrous landscapes contain countless mysteries.
Ignorance breeds fearlessness!
Lurian knows billions of things, and so of course it is shaken.
"Impossible."
"For any normal lifeform cultivating to the Starlight Tier, there can only be one external manifestation of consciousness. This is the soul's natural form—the most optimal outward state for a being's consciousness power, and it is always unique."
Lurian's pitch-black face was illuminated by gold-red light.
In the vast cosmos, cultivation and evolution split into body power, consciousness and soul, life synthesis, and celestial sealing... Andrew Han, of the human race, is only at the Starlight Tier in the consciousness and soul system.
In other words—
The Starlight Tier of consciousness focuses on integration, condensing the mind to its utmost, then transcending it, using consciousness to interfere with the external world!
"Just now it was a constellation, and now it's Ten-Thousand Swords?"
Lurian tried to observe Andrew Han closely, but all it heard was the resonant clang of a sword.
The sword's resonance seemed to layer upon itself, piercing through nine layers of clouds. The icy, snowbound Antarctica was filled with gold-red radiance—no other color remained.
Damn it!
Lurian cursed inwardly.
In an instant, it was engulfed and drowned by the overwhelming flood of gold-red Ten-Thousand Swords.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The raging, magnificent force of consciousness was as dazzling as pure starlight. Each long sword bore intricate patterns, manifesting Starlight-tier mysteries and the principles of sword-light shining for eternity.
Although it cannot compare to the secret arts of the starry sky, it has already transcended the ordinary and entered the sacred.
Law Realm guardians standing at a distance gazed in longing—this was a power that overturned all human understanding, confirming that there truly existed vast realms beyond the Law Realm.
Clang!
The gold-red flood of Ten-Thousand Swords Star-River surged upward, slashing and cleaving again and again.
Wherever it passed, the endless ice and snow of Antarctica shattered and melted—even distant snow mountains and glaciers were draped in a layer of dazzling gold-red.
It was as if a blazing cloud-fire swept across the world, rewriting sun and moon.
"Aaaah!"
Lurian let out a sky-shaking roar; its mud-like body writhed like the claws of nether hell, trying to engulf the human world.
Yet—
It was truly unable to withstand such a mighty Ten-Thousand Swords Star-River.
"How is this possible?" The fierce and exalted Starlight-tier Nether Clan overlord Lurian finally felt a hint of fear.
All that filled its vision was gold-red, and more gold-red.
Antarctica, after being ravaged by nuclear and hydrogen bombs, was shattered once again—and even more terrifyingly than before. The Ten-Thousand Swords Star-River nearly split the sky itself; clouds were torn apart, snowfields collapsed, and the residual sword-light spread everywhere.
It violently swept across this frozen world.
Antarctica was transformed into sheer cliffs and deep chasms... Lurian continued to retreat, Andrew Han pressed forward, and the sword scars resembled oceanic trenches, with hundred-meter-high cliff walls on either side.
At this moment—
Their battle stretched on, spanning more than three hundred kilometers!
Lurian was starting to panic: "A constellation is supposed to be a suppressive manifestation of consciousness, but these sword-lights and starlight are razor-sharp, utterly different from the previous constellation's aura. How is he doing this?"
When faced with the unknown, the usual response is fear—and the urge to destroy.
This is the first instinct of all life, and Lurian of the Nether Clan is no exception. The more it understands, the more terrified it becomes of Andrew Han, who now rampages across the ice and snow of Antarctica.
What exactly am I facing?
Shrrrk!
The sword fell, shaking the world, and cleaved the pitch-black body.
Lurian let out a miserable scream, spitting out strange words: "Limitless transformation? Soulcraft origin? Are you really the reincarnation of a Void Rift Tier being?"
Soul and consciousness are intimately connected—only after cultivating consciousness to the Void Rift Tier does one gain the right to actively change the soul's manifestation... This so-called external manifestation is actually much like one's appearance and physique.
Even in ancient China, there was a similar belief: 'The body, hair, and skin are inherited from one's parents.'
The true meaning here is not to discourage altering one's appearance, but to assert that a person's form is deeply imprinted in their cells, genes, and the core of their being.
This is a natural attribute.
Just like modern Earth's cosmetic technology cannot alter genetic inheritance—these factors are part of life's essence, and even the passage of time can hardly change them.
"No!"
"No matter what you are, you must die!" Lurian was truly enraged.
So noble as it was, destined to become a Stellar Palace Tier lifeform in the future—how could it fall ignobly on a remote, primitive planet?
Boom!
Its mud-like body manifested thousands upon thousands of tentacles, all roaring upward at once.
The shattered, melted ice and earth began to collapse, instantly forming a giant pit—displaying the destructive power of Lurian's latest assault.
Even Law Realm guardians dozens of kilometers away could feel the intense tremors.
Even the legendary Pangu Giants of myth, or hellish Asuras, could not compare to the chilling power Lurian wielded at this moment.
"Either you die, or I do!"
Lurian was truly fighting for its life now; its grim aura descended like a black curtain, the frigid air around it transforming into world-shaking tornadoes, swirling like colossal pillars.
Between heaven and earth, all was darkness!