In the vast cosmos, every life possesses instinct.
To keep moving forward, to climb ever higher, to pursue without end, to yearn for loftier states of existence—this is the instinct of nearly all living things.
Andrew Han is no exception.
Sometimes, the pursuit of freedom is itself a primal instinct.
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Within the Spark-Heritage Zone of the Human Supreme Hall, on the wheel-step of Wheel Mountain, an unparalleled shockwave erupts, sweeping up matter on the verge of fragmentation. Like the chaotic aftermath of a tsunami, it surges outward in all directions!
Fierce!
Indescribably fierce!
At this moment, Andrew Han ascends the mountain, charging into the second wheel-step of Wheel Mountain, challenging the Heaven-Venerable phantom!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Andrew Han's gold-red Consciousness Star-Maps are clashing madly against the tri-colored wheel!
That's right—an ultra-high-frequency collision, shaking tens of thousands of times per second. It is a ceaseless, relentless clash.
If time were slowed, one would see the entire world fall silent, with only the tri-colored reincarnation disk rising, spinning, and cutting, persistently crashing against the shield of star-maps woven by the gold-red throne.
"The star-map defense is indeed solid."
Andrew Han murmured, his gold-red eyes gazing upward: "A Starlight-tier soul usually has only one Soul-Will manifestation. When that manifestation is unleashed, it marks the soul's will at its limit... I have already deployed my Constellation."
In this evenly matched battle, Andrew Han is leaving nothing in reserve.
Aside from the wondrous multi-form nature of Soul-Will manifestation and his final trump card—the Berserker State—he has truly given his all.
Yet the phantom before him has not yet unleashed its own Soul-Will manifestation.
Andrew Han does not know whether this Spark-Flame Mountain phantom possesses the ability to manifest Soul-Will... Back on Blue Earth, it was by relying on Soul-Will manifestation that he managed to slay the Starlight-tier Nether Lurian.
Andrew Han took a deep breath, his soul operating at its limit: "The amplification from Soul-Will manifestation cannot be underestimated."
In an instant—Bang! Bang! Bang!
The tri-colored reincarnation disk grows even more violent, its cutting frequency slightly higher than before, as if it could slice the cosmic starry sky itself, tear apart the heavens, and shred sun and moon!
But it is still useless!
It cannot cut or tear through the defense of the gold-red Consciousness Star-Maps!
Ding ding ding, hiss hiss hiss, clang clang clang—an array of bizarre, thunderous noises, all sharing one trait: an exceptionally sharp, grating pitch.
Even a genuine Starlight-tier lifeform would find it impossible to listen calmly to such sounds—their starlight would likely become chaotic... Yet these discordant noises, just as they are born and begin to spread, are instantly extinguished within the unending aftershocks.
The air fractures down to the molecular level, and all things fall silent!
"Next."
Andrew Han rose to his full height: "Now, it's my turn to strike back!"
Boom!!!
Amidst the interwoven gold and red of the Constellation, Andrew Han stands up.
Three thousand two hundred Star-Map Seals quietly blossom, splitting to both sides as if some elastic force is stretching them to the utmost limit, then snapping back together—like two vast, unpredictable meteor showers colliding!
"Merge! Merge!"
Andrew Han growls low in his heart.
Victory will be decided in an instant!
The dawn of victory rests on this single move!
The Star-Map Shield splits apart in an instant, then merges violently, clamping down on the tri-colored reincarnation disk like iron pincers—an astonishing sight, like bare hands seizing a blade!
Just like stars hanging over vast mountains, rivers flowing, sun and moon rising.
The breathtaking Star-Maps roll up the disk, collapsing inward and squeezing, causing the tri-colored wheel to gradually halt its spinning and slicing. It can no longer move, rusting to a standstill between the Star-Maps.
"Shatter!"
Andrew Han lets out a long howl!
A thunderous roar echoes, matching the crisp sound from the reincarnation disk as it shatters bit by bit, fragments scattering everywhere.
At the same time, the Star-Maps rise, like the inevitable cycle of sunrise and sunset. Countless gold-red Star-Maps pierce the gap between Andrew and the phantom, cutting through the aftershocks and instantly arriving before the phantom—overwhelming and crushing all resistance!
Andrew Han gives the phantom no chance!
Seizing the critical moment, he erupts with another gold-red star-river, smashing half the phantom's body—yet this provokes its retaliation, and its form seems to solidify slightly.
Rip!
The sound of all things being torn apart reverberates!
With only half its body remaining, the phantom slowly presses its hands downward, bearing the weight of billions and even dragging the surrounding air and dust—all of it forced down toward the ground.
Andrew Han's expression shifts; he tries to intervene, but it's too late.
In a flash, the ground splits open, and the phantom's aura thickens madly.