The air within the ball-shaped starlight sanctum grew dense with the raw, crackling potential of cosmic rebirth.
Within the eighty-meter azure cocoon, Lin Xiao gathered his focus. Reaching the dying central fire of the Dragon-Jade Keystone was not a task of brute force. It was a matter of razor-sharp care. If he simply let loose an uncontrolled torrent of chaos energy against the black glass sphere, the sudden heat swelling would shatter the delicate ancient channels before the star-fire vortex could even ignite.
Lin Xiao drew upon his fluid law mastery.
From the inner wall of his azure slime mass, he extended a single, specialized filament of stretchy fluid. It was no thicker than a single strand of silk. But its pulling strength surpassed dragon sinew. Shimmering with threads of liquid starlight and refined golden origin qi, the filament slipped through the diamond-jade mantle, navigated the spinning bronze rings without touching a single tooth. Then it entered the central intake valve of the black glass burning chamber.
The valve was sealed shut by a layer of ancient, hardened carbon soot.
Lin Xiao didn’t force it open. Instead, he released a tiny droplet of warm, catalytic Yin-water essence. The soot dissolved in a whisper of steam. The black glass intake valve parted with a soft, clockwork click.
