Undeniably, Soul‑Will is Andrew Han’s greatest strength!
Andrew knows this perfectly well.
Even in the early days, his soul aptitude was already apparent... Andrew Han was always renowned for his overwhelming Inspiration, forging his name in the Martial Arts World! His Inspiration stood above all others, his Soul‑Will was unrivaled, and in the end, he was called the Specter Nightmare.
Inspiration and Soul‑Will are merely the natural pressure exerted by Soul‑Will itself.
Only now has Andrew truly begun cultivating Soul‑Will.
“Thinking it over, it’s still best to keep it hidden.”
As long as my Nameless Crystal Diamond remains intact and the Consciousness Nodes keep increasing, surpassing a thousand is just a matter of time.
With this in mind, Andrew stopped worrying.
Sen, the Starlight peak on the verge of forging the Star‑Flame Cloud Profound Trait, has drawn countless attention! But behind Sen stands the Pink‑Skin Human subgroup of the Chenriver Empire—while behind Andrew Han, what is there?
A beautiful yet backward blue planet called Earth?
Or Law Realm comrades who are already aging and unable to keep pace with him?
“I am not alone.”
Andrew silently shook his head and gazed at the colorful clouds outside the palace. “I bear the fate of blue Earth. Every step must be weighed with care.”
Beyond the palace, the nebula stretched vast and wide.
It was astonishing how palaces were supported by clouds of every color; sometimes, grand auras would emerge from within, clearly inhabited by powerful cultivators.
This was the core region of Chenriver Palace.
Vast, magnificent, and dazzling—white filaments dyed into every imaginable hue.
The cloud‑palaces served as residences and cultivation sites.
Above these clouds, a towering star‑sky giant tower hovered, its surface gleaming with crystal light, rising through ninety‑nine levels and encircled by endless rings of radiance.
It resembled the luminous bands of a planet.
The tower itself remained utterly motionless, but the rising and fading halos gave the illusion that it might soon ascend into the sky.
“This is the Chenriver Tower.”
Andrew’s eyes flickered; the Chenriver Tower in Chenriver Palace was utterly different from the Mo‑Tai Tower.
The Chenriver Tower, wreathed in countless halos, was divided into ninety‑nine zones inside: Stellar Palace‑tier beings imparted experience, transmission spaces awaited those who knocked to enter... Every function was meticulously categorized and organized.
The core region of Chenriver Palace held more than just this.
There was the Chenriver Tower, other wondrous buildings, and figures passing through the clouds.
The grand, mysterious scene unfolded before Andrew, dazzling him; only now did he truly feel he had set foot in the starry sky.
But he had no time to take it all in—Andrew paused, startled.
With the keen hearing of his Starlight‑tier body, he vaguely caught whispers from far away.
“How is this possible?”
“There’s sound in the nebula’s vacuum?”
Andrew was utterly astonished. Quieting his mind and sensing carefully, he realized this region was filled with a substance similar to oxygen, able to transmit sound.
He thought for a moment.
Andrew did not rush to leave the palace; instead, he sat cross‑legged.
Whoosh!
With a casual sweep of his left hand behind him, wind surged and cyan light illuminated the dim palace. Andrew picked up a silver‑stone book from a kilometer away, flipping through it with relish, savoring a rare moment of tranquility.
Excellent books are the source of wisdom and evolution.
Nebula winds swept past the palace entrance, rustling the pages... The silver cover of the book was simple, marked with a line of golden script—Chenriver Palace Entry Handbook.
“Mm.”
“Such elegant calligraphy—almost as fine as mine.”