Xingtie: After my death, Liuying will understand love.

At the end of countless timelines

In an attempt to avert the inevitable end, he has come to the top of the World Tree countless times.

Standing before the sea at this moment are stars.

It is the star of the Star God, and even more so the star of the Star Emperor!

The upper limit of the concept of the universe, born from the awakening of the last remaining laws of memory by March 7th and Annie, is the gray-haired girl standing in front of the sea at this moment.

The tips of Xing's hair were burning with starlight, and behind her was the entire destiny she had controlled in every past cycle. If she could only mobilize 30% before, now it was 1000%!

That palm strike was unleashed like a true Heavenly Emperor, its destructive ferocity intertwined with the shackles of order, its hunting sharpness resonating with the profound protection.

All the power she has ever touched, wielded, or engraved deep within her soul, even if scattered across countless times and spaces, now belongs to the Heavenly Emperor!

“It’s you…!”

A pitch-black figure roared out from the depths of the Star Abyss, the raging seawater condensing into a gigantic claw that blotted out the sky, carrying the force to crush stars and strangle the star's throat!

This was not the first time Hai had encountered this figure.

The girl before him was an extremely special existence in the entire universe. Unlike Anming, who was independent of the universe, Xing was the other extreme... She was the core of the entire universe, the origin of the convergence of cause and effect of all things.

If every story needs a starting point, and the universe is considered as a story, then the star is the sole main perspective at the beginning of the story, the "protagonist" engraved on the title page.

As Kafka said, the story of the star would begin anew the moment she reawakened it on the space station.

This is a story that belongs to Xing, an epic story that belongs only to her.

This world is also the homeland she is determined to protect, even across countless timelines.

"Ultimately, it cannot break through the shackles of the universe—" Hai was confident that he could use all the origins of nothingness to nip this seed of the universe in the bud before it was born.

Like the predetermined protagonist in the story, no matter how much she struggles, she seems to always be trapped in the cage of words.

Ultimately, they are just characters in a story.

No matter how much a star pushes its limits, its power and its existence remain within the framework of the universe.

But the sea, from the very beginning, stood on a higher dimension, overlooking this script that was destined to end.

The pitch-black giant claws slammed shut, intending to completely devour Xing, but the moment they touched her, a power that Hai could not comprehend came from its palms.

What kind of eyes are those...?

Reflecting the birth and death of countless stars, she seemed to be the starry sky itself.

"The first thing I said when I set off on my journey was—"

A baseball bat imbued with the power of the universe materialized in Xing's palm, his eyes shining like stars. "The rules..."

As the bat is raised, the laws of the entire universe resonate in response.

"—It's meant to be broken!"

No reason is needed.

Because there are always formidable opponents in front of her path, all she has to do is swing her bat with all her might, just like she always has!

Xing's figure traced a path through the void that stretched to the end, with countless star souls surging and flowing behind her, converging into a dazzling galaxy that spanned the heavens.

"absurd!"

The pupils of the sea suddenly contracted. As the manifestation of consciousness projected into this universe by the quantum sea, it should not have any weaknesses, much less any fragile symbol such as a so-called "heart".

Those star-like eyes were right in front of Him, and the baseball bat, wrapped with the laws of the universe, smashed the pitch-black giant claw to pieces, piercing His chest like a true hero.

Just like the legendary hero who vanquished evil, piercing the heart of the demon king with the holy sword.

She doesn't need any permission to exist, nor does she have to follow any established rules.

Because at this moment, the star stands at the pinnacle of all realms.

The so-called shackles are proof that they are meant to be broken by the unyielding.

"You've been making the same mistake all along."

"This was never your script—"

"It's our story."

Destruction, preservation, hunting, nothingness, knowledge, harmony, memory... Stars have traversed countless destinies, and those cycles that failed to reach their end were never meaningless deaths.

Every unspoken farewell, every unfulfilled vow from a journey that abruptly ended, settled like sparks deep within her soul, forging this strike that pierced her very being.

Even after countless reincarnations and disappearances, she can still hear it clearly—

"wake up."

Kafka's voice pierced through the mists of memory, carrying a familiar gentleness and firmness, like the first ray of dawn in the darkness.

"From now on, you're a member of the train crew! Our date is March 7th, and this is Danheng."

The pink-haired girl smiled and tugged at her sleeve as they made a vow of exploration together in the observation car of the Starry Sky Train.

"Stars, whether in the past or the future, the train crew will never be separated."

An Ming leaned against the carriage door, a lazy smile on his lips, but his eyes were clear and gentle.

He's always like this; he's usually unserious, but he always says the most reassuring things at times like these, and then shoulders all the burdens alone.

Those vibrant and warm days have long become treasures she would rather burn everything to protect.

She has no regrets.

I have no regrets about waking up again in that Black Tower space station.

I never regret pushing open that car door leading to the starry sky.

I have no regrets about personally writing this legendary tale belonging to the "Nameless Guest"!

The baseball bat pierced through Hai's body. Although Hai clearly had no heart, he felt a strange pain at this moment, a pain as deep as the pain of the entire universe, imprinted on the depths of his soul.

Clear golden cracks spread rapidly across the dark surface of Hai's divine body, but Xing's eyes remained calm, reflecting the crumbling divine kingdom.

"It is your turn to feel this sorrow that has gripped the world."

Xing flipped his wrist, and the baseball bat burst forth with an even more intense light within the god's body.

The shape of the sea began to twist violently, and the pitch-black water that should have been eternally indestructible peeled away and disappeared like the receding tide. The entire quantum sea also began to boil, like the lament of defeat.

Then... it shattered.

Beneath the star's bat, the shadow that had enveloped the universe transformed into countless scattered stardust.

Xing staggered backward as if all her strength had been drained, her face as pale as paper. Only now did she realize the burden her body was bearing.

"Did...did we win?"

She murmured to herself, turning her head with a glimmer of hope that she had survived the ordeal, but the moment she saw the leaf clearly, her pupils suddenly contracted.

The color of the leaves—remains unchanged.

"How can it be..."

Xing's breath almost stopped. The sea had vanished before her eyes, yet the eroded leaves still hadn't recovered. Was this erosion inherently irreversible? Or perhaps...?

"star--!"

Intense pain ripped through Xing's consciousness. In the brief darkness of unconsciousness, she seemed to hear a cracking sound beyond her comprehension.

When she refocused her gaze, her hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

It was a hand.

Just beneath the leaf, a gigantic hand covered with countless fragments of the world is slowly tearing open the barrier of the universe itself.