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Beside the Lingquan Pool, the tranquility of the space was replaced by an invisible, highly concentrated sense of tension.

The rippling silver-blue waves are no longer simply a healing spring, but a medium carrying the last hope of the entire Crystal Song Forest.

Yuan Bao sat cross-legged by the pool, his eyes closed, his breathing long and deep, as if he were one with the entire space.

MAX's mental attributes were pushed to the limit. The subtle cracks in the depths of his soul, left by the forced guidance of the dimensional torrent and the detonation of the Judgment Spear, now felt like a branding iron being plunged into ice water, sending waves of sharp pain through him.

She had to completely ignore the pain and immerse herself in the profound mysteries of the "Weaving the Void" technique.

The realm of "perceiving emptiness" unfolds silently.

This time, her perception was no longer limited to space, or even to the dimension of reality.

Her spiritual tentacles, like the most precise probes, pierced through the layers of space, following the faint connection she had previously established with the ruins of Crystal Song Forest, and painstakingly and cautiously extended towards that land of death ravaged by the annihilation storm.

Countless violent spatial turbulences, viscous annihilation energy, and the malevolent intent remaining in the "Annihilation Core" were like billions of poisoned needles, frantically assaulting and tearing at her mental perception.

Every contact brings a violent shock to the soul and an indescribable, corrosive pain.

Yuan Bao's face grew paler at a visible speed, and fine beads of cold sweat appeared on her forehead, but she remained calm and composed, like a reef in a raging sea.

What she needed to capture was not the storm itself, but the extremely faint "spatial pulse" that belonged to the Crystal Song Forest, deep within its dying core, which was enveloped by the storm.

In the pool, the little elf also kept its eyes tightly closed.

She released her remaining, faint primordial power without reservation, merging it into the spiritual spring water around her.

Her body seemed to have transformed into the most precise resonator; beneath her aquamarine skin, an extremely faint, pure spatial energy pulsed in sync with the ripples of the spring water.

She was trying to recall the golden age of Crystal Song Woodland, the grand, stable, and vibrant rhythm of the "Core of Crystal Song".

That was her root, the source of her life.

"Master...I'm ready...guide me..." The little elf's voice rang out directly in Yuan Bao's consciousness, trembling with determination.

"Concentrate, sense the 'string' of the spring water!" Yuan Bao's consciousness responded like a cold command.

Just as the little elf's primal power merged deeply with the spiritual spring water, Yuan Bao moved!

Her hands did not touch the water; instead, they began to "weave" in the air at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye and along an incredibly mysterious trajectory!

This is not the output of energy, but the manifestation of intention and profound meaning!

She brought the profound meaning of "weaving" in "Weaving the Void" to an unprecedented level of subtlety.

Every tap, flick, hook, and stroke of the ten fingers stirs the most subtle strings in space.

The "force" that was triggered did not come from her own body, but rather... from the strange frequency contained in the rippling water of the spiritual spring that could awaken life!

hum...

Guided by Yuan Bao's thoughts, the ripples in the Spirit Spring began to undergo extremely complex and subtle changes in amplitude and frequency.

It is no longer a natural fluctuation, but a spatial rhythm endowed with specific information that "awakens life"!

This rhythm is closely connected to the primal energy fluctuations released by the sprites, resonating and amplifying each other!

Yuan Bao's fingertips seemed to have become an invisible conductor's baton.

She carefully, as if walking a tightrope over a bottomless abyss, guided the ripples of power imbued with special "information" to travel along the perceptual channel—a channel more delicate and fragile than a hair—that had been painstakingly carved out in the raging void by the "Sensing the Void" realm of "Weaving the Void"—the invisible "string" that connected her to the faint core pulse deep within the ruins of Crystal Song Forest—and sent it out!

This process was devastating to Yuan Bao's mental strength!

She not only had to maintain the fragile existence of the "Sense of Emptiness" realm in the annihilation storm, but also had to resist the constant mental impact;

Furthermore, the rhythm of the ripples must be "woven" with unimaginable precision to ensure that the "awakening information" is not disturbed or distorted.

Furthermore, it is essential to precisely control this power, and to "deliver" it over extremely long distances along the "string" of perception that may break at any moment!

Her body began to tremble slightly uncontrollably, and the golden cracks under her skin seemed to be cracking open again, with a streak of dazzling golden blood spilling from the corner of her mouth once more.

The stinging pain on the soul level had turned into a burning agony, as if countless blunt knives were slowly cutting into her consciousness.

This is even more dangerous than confronting the Annihilation Core head-on; it is the ultimate test of willpower and control!

"Uh..." A muffled groan, suppressed to the extreme, escaped from Yuan Bao's throat.

"Master!" Little 9 was extremely anxious, but dared not disturb him in the slightest. He could only frantically mobilize his computing power to help stabilize the fluctuations in Yuan Bao's mental sea.

The little sprites in the pool are also under tremendous pressure.

As a resonator, she clearly felt the immense will that Yuan Bao transmitted—the will to try to pierce through endless destruction to awaken his homeland—and the terrifying pressure that will endured as it struggled through the raging void.

This pressure also affected her very being, making her already weak body feel like a candle flickering in the wind, with an abnormal flush rising beneath her pale blue skin.

"Hold on... Master... I can... sense it..." the little sprite screamed in its mind, pushing its primal resonance to its limit, trying to stabilize the transmitted "frequency of hope".

Deep within the distant ruins of Crystal Song Forest, swallowed by the annihilation storm.

That fragment belonging to the "Core of Crystal Song," heavily shrouded in shadow and death, had long since fallen silent like a stubborn rock, leaving only a last, extremely faint trace of its original essence, which could dissipate completely at any moment.

Right now!

A faint yet indescribable warmth, vitality, and familiar rhythm "wave" touched it with perfect precision and gentleness, like starlight that had traveled billions of light-years!

The fluctuation was so slight that it was almost negligible amidst the devastating storm.

But the "information" and "frequency" contained in this fluctuation were like the most suitable key, instantly inserting into the keyhole of the Crystal Song Core Fragment that had been sealed for countless years!

hum...

The fragment... trembled very slightly!

Like a heart frozen for millions of years, injected with a drop of scalding hot blood, it beat extremely weakly... once!

A faint, almost imperceptible, yet incredibly pure, primordial life force belonging to the Crystal Song Forest, like a dormant seed awakened by the spring breeze, struggled and stubbornly... seeped out from that dying fragment!

It worked!

Across the endless void of destruction, aided by the magical medium of the Spirit Spring Water and the supreme mystery of the "Weaving the Void," Yuan Bao and the little elf joined forces to issue the "Resonance of Hope," which, like a call that transcends time and space, finally... awakened the last bit of life in the core of Crystal Song Forest!

Although this hope is as faint as a candle in the wind, and could be extinguished by the storm at any moment, its very existence is a miraculous signal that breaks through the eternal darkness!

It proved that this path—is feasible!

"Master! It's been sensed! The woods... the woods are responding!" The little sprite cried out in its mind, almost collapsing with ecstatic joy!

Tears welled up and mingled with the water of the sacred spring.

Yuan Bao suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes!

Her eyes were bloodshot, and exhaustion washed over her like a tidal wave, almost engulfing her.

But deep within those pupils burned an unprecedented, star-like brilliance!

The first step was a success!

The toughest connection has been established!

The seeds of hope have been sown!

Without pausing, she endured the excruciating pain that felt like her soul was being torn apart and the heavy injuries to her body, and her "weaving" movements became even more stable and determined!

"Increase the resonance! Guide it...to grow!" Yuan Bao's conscious command was filled with unquestionable determination.

This ultimate salvation, which transcends the void, uses space as its string, will as its bow, and hope as its arrow, has finally entered its most crucial and enduring phase after the initial and most perilous connection—continuous nourishment and awakening!

Both Yuan Bao and the little elf were on the verge of their limits, yet neither of them retreated a single step.