Legend of the Embroiderer

Chapter 383 Spacetime Collapse

The whispers of the Harmony Core, like a swarm of invisible worms, burrowed into the depths of Lingyue's consciousness through her ear canal, swirling endlessly in her mind.

The space beneath their feet emitted a crisp sound like shattering glass, breaking apart into shimmering fragments that revealed a deeper spatial and temporal structure.

It was a grid woven from light and darkness, like a vast web of fate, with each node connecting to different branches of destiny, extending into endless possibilities.

Suddenly, an illusory swaddle appeared in her arms. The soft fabric felt terrifyingly real. The baby's faint cries and the shadowy figure's maniacal laughter exploded in her ears at the same time. The two extreme sounds tore at each other, making her see stars and almost shattering her skull.

"By devouring everything, you will possess the power to rewrite all tragedies."

In the scene flowing across the surface of the Harmony Core, Lingyue saw herself wearing a dazzling crown and holding the Chaos Scepter, standing at the pinnacle of the universe.

With a gentle wave of his scepter, the planet ravaged by darkness was revitalized, the shattered spacetime was rapidly healed, the darkness in Li Zhao's eyes dissipated, and he regained his former gentleness and determination. All the victims were reborn under the new order, and laughter echoed in every corner.

But the scene suddenly distorted. A thousand years later, the suppressed dark power, like a giant beast awakening, erupted with even greater ferocity. The entire universe fell into a more complete void than it is now. Stars extinguished, life withered, and only a deathly silence remained.

"Returning to nothingness, at least all suffering will end."

In another scene, Lingyue and Li Zhao are seen embracing tightly in a collapsed spacetime.

The surrounding space continued to compress inward, and their bodies gradually became transparent, turning into specks of stardust.

Before they disappeared, the two looked at each other and smiled, their smiles filled with relief and liberation.

At the edge of time and space, a larger and more malevolent chaotic consciousness is slowly awakening. Its existence distorts the surrounding space, seemingly foreshadowing that destruction is only the beginning of a new cycle, and that pain and struggle will never end.

Within Lingyue's shadow, the chaotic figure gradually solidified. The opponent swung the ultimate scepter, and the fragments at the scepter's head suddenly emitted a piercing resonant sound, the sound waves stirring up a turbulent storm within Lingyue's body.

She felt her very essence being forcibly extracted by a powerful force. The yin-yang symbol on her forehead began to twist and deform, and the golden and dark purple light flickered as if it would be extinguished at any moment.

The Light Soul and the Dark Soul clashed fiercely at her heart, the scorching power of purification and the icy power of corrosion colliding. Each impact caused her body to tremble violently, and she coughed up blood, which dripped onto her chest, staining the faintly visible infant runes a strange red.

"Don't forget Wenli's sacrifice!"

The roar of the Lightbringer resounded deep within her consciousness, and Lingyue's memories suddenly flashed back to the ancient battlefield.

The sky was stained dark red by the flames of war, and the earth was ravaged. Wenli was covered in blood, yet she still held tightly to the infant in her arms.

As she placed the fragment into the swaddling clothes, Wenli whispered in her ear, "A true vessel is one that can hold all possibilities."

These words were like a bolt of lightning, cleaving through the chaotic fog that shrouded Lingyue's heart and restoring clarity to her eyes.

Lingyue suddenly opened her arms, and a dazzling light burst forth from her body, simultaneously injecting the essence of light and darkness into the core of harmony.

The spacetime patterns on the crystal surface began to spin wildly, like a giant vortex, sucking in all the released "erroneous futures".

Amazingly, she saw countless versions of herself in the mirror raising their hands simultaneously. Those fragments scattered across different times and spaces transcended dimensional limitations at that moment, breaking through numerous obstacles and hurtling towards the core like shooting stars.

Each fragment carries memories and power from different times and spaces. When they come together, they form a dazzling galaxy that illuminates the entire space.

"What are you doing?!"

The roar of the shadowy figure shattered the spacetime grid, and the powerful sound waves created cracks in the surrounding space.

Lingyue's body began to become transparent, and the blood vessels under her skin shimmered with a strange light, but her consciousness was clearer than ever before.

As the last fragment merged into the core of harmony, the infant's heart at the center of the crystal suddenly burst forth with pure white light. The light was like a rising sun, dazzling and radiant, enveloping all light and darkness, past and future. All contradictions and conflicts seemed to be reconciled within the light.

At the heart of the light, Lingyue and Li Zhao reappeared.

This time, their bodies radiated a soft light; they were no longer pawns manipulated by fate, but truly complete individuals.

Li Zhao held the newly formed Scepter of Light in his hand, the source of light at the top of the scepter radiating a warm and unwavering glow.

Lingyue wields a new weapon that blends chaos and order, with mysterious runes flowing across its surface, seemingly containing the power to control all things.

They exchanged a smile, their eyes filled with trust and understanding, and simultaneously thrust their weapons into the core of harmony.

The entire spacetime structure began to tremble violently, as if a giant machine had malfunctioned.

All the paradoxes and possibilities were forcibly merged at this moment, and the boundaries of time and space became blurred.

Lingyue could clearly sense the disappearance and rebirth of every branch of time and space. Countless civilizations were annihilated in the light and conceived in the darkness. The cycle of life was rapidly unfolding before her eyes.

When the light faded, she found herself in a pure white void, surrounded by silence, holding a key engraved with mysterious runes in her hand.

It was the "Key to All Things" formed by the Harmonious Core and all the fragments. The runes on the surface of the key shimmered with a faint light, as if telling the story of its extraordinary origin.

This tranquility did not last long. From the depths of the void came the sound of chains snapping, a deep and resonant sound, as if it came from an ancient abyss.

Immediately afterwards, thirteen pitch-black cracks, like hideous wounds, spread out in the void.

Emerging from the cracks were beings larger and more ancient than the shadows, their bodies formed from thick darkness, shrouded in an aura that belonged to no time or space, an aura filled with destruction and despair.

The leader sneered, "Think you can end the cycle of reincarnation? The true masters are only now beginning to make their moves..."

Lingyue gripped the Key of All Things tightly, but was horrified to find that the runes on the key's surface were dimming and the light was gradually fading.

A powerful suction force emanated from the crack, and her body flew uncontrollably toward it, while the void behind her began to collapse into a huge vortex.

Before being swallowed by darkness, she saw Li Zhao's figure awaken in another time and space. His eyes were filled with confusion and anxiety, and he held in his hand a fragment that still carried her scent. The connection between them was being ruthlessly severed by the turbulent flow of time and space, like a fragile thread that could break at any moment...