"!"
The entire venue falls silent.
At the entrance of the Primordial Gate, not a single sound can be heard.
Here, the void is filled with faint red substance, the void gate shines with a vast white light, and the many colorful mountain peaks radiate their usual brilliance.
Everyone is frozen in place like statues!
Eyes shift, expressions change, all focus converges on the cyan figure!
The once lively commotion undergoes a drastic change, replaced by a blend of silence and suspicion. The dazzling gold-red stellar river continues to rise, surging directly toward the fifth layer of Wheel Mountain. No one wants to doubt their own eyes, nor their senses, yet instinctively feels this is beyond belief.
Absurd!
Ridiculous!
Something is off!
Finally, someone bursts out in shock: "Absolutely impossible! Who exactly is this person storming Wheel Mountain right now? I've traversed every corner of the Primordial Gate, memorized every Primordial Genius's name and life aura, yet this person is utterly unfamiliar—I don't recognize him at all!"
He can't possibly be from the Primordial Gate!
His stunned exclamation is like lightning splitting the darkness, the energy of the Stellar Palace Tier mingled with his voice echoing among the 102 Flame-Heritage Mountains, resounding in the ears of everyone present!
At the same time, countless thoughts swirl in everyone's minds.
"He broke through four layers of Flame-Heritage Mountain in an instant."
"Most of us in the Primordial Gate couldn't achieve that in a lifetime."
"I just heard his name is Andrew Han, Soul-Will at Starlight Tier... In a flash, he soared through four layers of Flame-Heritage Mountain. I wonder if the fifth layer can stop him."
"It can't. There's no way it can stop him."
"The only thing worth noting is how long the fifth layer can hold Andrew Han back. I doubt it'll be more than three instants."
In just this moment, all sorts of facial expressions, shifting gazes, and peculiar head-turning postures appear—too many to describe. Every face reveals complex, subtle emotion, and only silence remains eternal.
What seems like a long period of thought, discussion, and amazement...
What seems like a jumble of emotions, responses, and changing expressions...
In truth, only half an instant has passed—barely a sliver of time. The flow of time here seems to stretch and slow, simply because the Primordial Geniuses’ sharp minds react instantly, with not a trace of dullness.
It’s as if a thunderclap erupts across heaven and earth, sweeping aside everything on both sides and enveloping the multitude in all directions!
This thunderclap spreads through the entire venue in an instant, with the dominant emotion among the crowd being one of astonished shock.
Meanwhile, standing directly in front of Wheel Mountain, Lily Huang and the white-haired youth are completely lost in confusion, dazed as the sky outside turns into a pure, brilliant gold-red.
It’s like the alternation of light and darkness.
Or the cycle of sun and moon.
...Lily Huang is still holding onto the white-haired youth’s arm, about to speak. The white-haired youth maintains his listening posture, his gentle expression frozen on his handsome, jade-like face, as if they are performing a silent pantomime of a beautiful couple.
The two remain speechless.
Their hearts feel as if they are boiling like a hotpot.
In the direction they face, Andrew Han, carrying a vast, brilliant stellar river, charges straight toward the mountain’s fifth layer, heading for the Heaven-Venerable phantom of the fifth layer—this phantom now has distinctly clear brows and hair, its wooden eyes lacking any light, yet holding a vast, tranquil calm that seems to encompass the universe and starry sky.
All things fall still.
The Heaven-Venerable phantom lifts its wooden gaze.
"Retreat."
The phantom speaks, brooking no argument.
A razor-sharp swirling wave, brewing dazzling triple-colored light, rises behind the phantom. Like a cosmic storm, it sweeps over and engulfs all of Wheel Mountain’s fifth-layer steps.
He controls heaven and earth!
Countless illusory wheel-shaped disks float and sink, suspended everywhere.
Everywhere you look, sense, or touch is filled with three-colored wheels; this is the wheel world, nothing more. Anyone who attempts the climb must endure the suppression of this domain.
"The fifth layer of Flame-Heritage Mountain—so what?"
Andrew Han murmurs to himself, half questioning, half declaring. In his soul space, countless star-maps suddenly bloom and shatter. Lightning treads thunder, stars step upon the sea—his cyan robe trails behind him as he strides atop a pure gold-red stellar river.
He rides the stellar river, suppressing all with overwhelming force!
Thus, this is the Stellar River Seal!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Inch by inch, everything collapses. Andrew Han strides upon the river, each step shattering the surrounding three-colored wheels—wherever he goes, explosions and ruin follow.
The stellar river coils around him; he wields the Stellar River Seal!
What a profoundly mysterious soul secret art!
He charges straight for the fifth layer, directly into the celestial vault. Andrew Han descends before the Heaven-Venerable phantom, whose brows twitch imperceptibly as it fuses all the wheels and unleashes a terrifying wheel strike.
Yet—
Faced with such a formidable strike—
Andrew Han’s soul is left with only tranquility, like the prelude to a volcanic eruption—silent, yet the gold-red stellar river continues to roar and boil: Great rivers must flow into the sea, mighty streams must pierce the sun!
"Seal of Life and Death Reincarnation!"
"First Form, Stellar River Seal!"
This is the power of the cosmic stellar river surging in reverse—an explosive force that baptizes heaven, earth, sun, and moon; a gold-red torrent, the final impact illuminating Wheel Mountain with crimson clouds!
With the rise of the seal, transformation is born!
Andrew Han forms the seal with both palms and presses forward. The vast stellar river roars like the cosmic axis, surging up into the sky—he crashes straight into the Heaven-Venerable phantom!
Boom!
The gold-red stellar river shatters, heaven and earth vanish, and the Heaven-Venerable phantom is forced half a step back.
Boom!
The gold-red stellar river shatters again, his figure continues to ascend, but it is the Heaven-Venerable phantom that remains frozen, suspended in midair.
Amidst the 102 mountain peaks, everyone stands upright, their faces changing color, and some gazes even ripple with energy waves!
"With this one move, he broke through the fifth layer."
Andrew Han silently recites in his heart, standing high above, gazing up at the sixth layer of Wheel Mountain’s steps. He knows the terror of the sixth peak, symbolizing the Primordial Beginning. Under the relieved stares of the crowd, Andrew Han turns, his cyan robe fluttering behind him, and walks away from Wheel Mountain, step by step.
The sound of exhaled breaths fills the air.
Everyone lets out a huge sigh of relief.
They were truly frightened! Nearly lost the composure expected of Primordial Geniuses! Witnessing the cyan-robed figure break through five layers of Flame-Heritage Mountain in an instant—so overwhelmingly powerful, as if his ascent would never end!
If he were to challenge the sixth layer...
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That alone is already crazy enough—at least let us keep some dignity...
"Ahem."
"He broke through five layers in an instant."
Between the mountains, thousands of Primordial Geniuses witnessed this scene with their own eyes.
The silent, pale-red void, the void gate filled with white light, the 102 peaks on both sides, and the many Primordial Geniuses together create a vivid tableau that penetrates to the depths of the heart. The thunder that exploded out of nowhere still echoes endlessly in everyone’s mind.
Shock!
The great shock before the Primordial Contest!
Breaking through five layers of Flame-Heritage Mountain in an instant—Andrew Han is now almost on par with the eight strongest, widely acknowledged Soul-Will Starlight Tier elites... Since Andrew Han didn’t challenge the sixth layer, everyone can only speculate, unable to compare his strength to that of Nan Xiangcun and the others.
Everyone begins to ponder, recalling the past.
Most are certain they’ve never seen Andrew Han in the Primordial Gate.
At this moment, Andrew Han descends the peak, a barely noticeable contemplative look in his eyes. He halts, not approaching Lily Huang or the white-haired youth, but simply clasps his hands in greeting from afar and sends a message of thanks.
"No, no need to thank me."
Lily Huang presses her lips together, her sweet face a little stiff.
"You’re too polite, you’re too polite."
The white-haired youth gives a mysterious smile. Even after studying advanced mathematics of the starry sky, he still can’t calculate the volume of the shadow in his heart... If he’d known, why did he make way for Andrew Han? Wouldn’t it have been better to just climb the mountain honestly?
Full of awkwardness—wouldn’t sincerity be better?
If you’d said earlier how strong you were, who in their right mind would’ve made way for you!
The white-haired youth wants to cry but has no tears, watching Andrew Han leave Flame-Heritage Mountain—probably heading to prepare for the Primordial Contest. He scratches his head, glancing at the equally awkward Lily Huang: "The weather isn’t good today, not suitable for climbing."
"That’s right, absolutely." Lily Huang forces a smile.
Immediately after—
The surrounding Primordial Geniuses either gather around or send messages from afar, all asking Lily Huang questions. Everyone assumes Lily Huang must know Andrew Han.
"Mm."
Lily Huang nods in acknowledgment.
When everyone learns the truth—that Andrew Han has only just entered the Primordial Gate and hasn’t even finished his adaptation period—it’s like a storm soaking their fragile hearts. They look at each other, speechless: "Could it be another Phoenix Spring has been born?"
Phoenix Spring of the Stellar Palace Tier—an invincible existence.
Some even secretly guess that if not for his sister Lily Huang, Phoenix Spring would have already ascended to the Primordial Beginning Gate.
"Although we’re all Primordial Geniuses, the Primordial level corresponds to the second through fifth layers of Flame-Heritage Mountain—a wide range." The refined youth who claimed to have traveled all over the Primordial Gate hesitates, then just shakes his head:
"I’ve already sent Andrew Han’s information to my close friends. From today, his name will be known throughout the Primordial Gate."