Modern Cultivation : The Strongest Couple Bonded by Vampire System-Chapter 664: Star System Formation

Many people thought the reverse of life was death, but Alex disagreed.

After learning about souls and life force, death was nothing more than another shape of life.

When someone died, they took the form of their soul. There were many ways for them to resurrect and gain another body.

So they still lived, just in another form.

Obliteration was different.

Life was a state of presence where a sentient being existed.

Obliteration was the opposite. It was a state where no living being existed.

No soul, not even a cell.

That was why, when Olivia’s gaze locked onto them, both Alex and Mingyue felt dread.

They were full of life force. They were the exact kind of existence that power rejected.

That was Alex’s conclusion.

Mingyue accepted the explanation, but frowned.

"If her power is the opposite of life force, can we beat her?" Mingyue asked.

"I don’t know. But now I understand how she could beat those dragon overlords. Her power is like Saryx, but on steroids."

Saryx’s power worked by dispersing energy. Olivia’s power worked by completely erasing it.

"How could we even beat something like that?" Mingyue asked.

"Brute strength," Alex said. "That’s the only thing I can think of. Or maybe Saryx’s formation can do something about it."

Mingyue frowned. "You think he can counter her?"

Alex’s gaze stayed fixed on the mountain ruins, where Rannor had vanished.

"Now I understand how Saryx awakened his power," Alex said. "After seeing a fight like that, anyone would become obsessed."

If you could erase another person’s strength, then who could fight you?

And luckily for Saryx, his innate power was dispersion. It let him reach in that direction.

While they were still discussing it, the Soul Insect Queen had already begun activating her formation.

***

At the border of Karthos Reach, two guards sat in a small station, half-asleep.

One of them frowned and looked at the window.

A bright light bloomed in the distance.

It looked like a plane had exploded in the sky, except it was happening in space, far beyond the clouds.

"Hey," the guard muttered. "Do you see that?"

The other guard turned lazily, then his face stiffened.

The light spread.

One planet after another began to glow.

Each planet lit up with a complicated formation circle floating above its surface. The circles were massive, spanning continents, and the lines were so dense they looked like a web of white fire.

Then the circles linked.

Lines of light stretched from planet to planet, connecting them like veins across the star system.

The links snapped into place one after another, and the entire system became a single formation array.

The mining facility in the center began to glow too.

Inside the refinery, workers froze.

Tools dropped from hands.

They fell to their knees as they had been struck by invisible weight. Their eyes widened as their bodies refused to move.

A strong aura filled every corridor.

In the deepest part of the facility, the heart began to beat.

Ba-dum. Ba-dum.

The sound wasn’t loud, but it was everywhere, vibrating through metal.

Outside, in open space, huge insects appeared.

They were the size of battleships.

Their bodies floated between planets, and their abdomens opened, releasing long strands of living tissue that stretched out like cables.

Those living cables latched onto the formation links, reinforcing the connection points.

Inside the sun’s domain, Saryx watched the system light up.

His eyes reflected the formation lines like he was staring into a web of stars.

A smile spread across his face.

"Seems they’re in a hurry," Saryx muttered.

He turned without wasting time. "Aztaroth. Activate our formation."

"Yes, Sir."

The orange sun lit up.

The fire on its surface twisted into symbols. Lines appeared in the solar flames, forming a complicated pattern.

It looked like a giant formation circle carved into living fire.

Then the change became visible to the naked eye.

The sun’s light shifted.

Orange turned to purple.

The fire became darker, deeper, and the formation in the sun expanded outward like a blooming eye.

At the same time, the sun itself looked like it was shrinking, its visible body compressing while the formation pattern grew larger and larger, spreading into space.

The formation from the sun reached out.

It shot toward the links created by the Soul Insect Queen.

The moment the two formation touched, the space between them trembled, and the light lines shook like they were being forced into a new alignment.

On a distant planet, one of the Soul Insect Princesses maintaining a node screamed.

Her body dried out from the inside. Her skin cracked.

In the next breath, she collapsed into ash, the formation circle above her still burning as her life had only been a disposable piece.

In open space, the battleship-sized insects began to die the same way.

Their bodies rotted from within, dried, and shattered into dust, while the green wave of life force poured out harder than before, rushing along the connected lines toward the heart.

Badum... Badum... badum....

The heart beat faster, like it was about to break its own cage.

The face that had appeared on the heart’s surface disappeared.

Fleshy tissue pushed out from the heart, spreading like roots.

Veins formed on the spot, pulsing as they grew. It looked like the heart was trying to resurrect itself.

But the formation around it shone brighter.

Lines of light tightened like chains, pressing down on the growing flesh.

Every time the tissue swelled, the formation dampened it, forcing it back, crushing it into a lump.

The energy kept pouring in anyway.

Streams from the system-sized formation fed the heart nonstop, so even when the formation suppressed it, the heart kept pushing again.

Badum. Badum.

The sword stabbed into the floor began to glow.

The chain connected to it heated up, turning red, then white, and the metal groaned like it was about to melt.

A formation on the surface lit up, spreading across the floor in circles that reached the heart like a seal trying to hold it down.

The heart throbbed again.

The chain snapped trying to lock it down.

The sword shook.

Then the Governor arrived.

Rannor stepped into the chamber, his body steady, his eyes cold. His hands formed seals one after another, faster than a normal cultivator could follow.

The symbols on the wall responded.

Rannor’s voice was calm.

"Reverse."