313: The Tower of Babel? A projection of the Tower of Will!

"Foundation is just the starting point. How far you can go in the future depends on your own Comprehension Ability and effort, Mom and Dad." Lin Yuan said seriously, his eyes full of encouragement. "The Spiritual Qi in the Cangwu Realm is abundant and gentle, making it an excellent place for low-level Martial Artists to Cultivate. You should first Cultivate here in peace, familiarize yourselves with your strength, and study your Cultivation Technique. Once your Foundation is stable and your Realm improves, you will naturally understand more."

He looked down at the massive camp gradually taking shape below the mountain. Smoke curled up from cooking fires, and the faint sounds of children laughing could be heard. A brand new civilization, a blueprint belonging to the remnants of Blue Star, was being nurtured on this fertile land.

"This is the new starting point." Lin Yuan's voice held undeniable resolve. "The spark of Blue Star has taken root here, and one day, it will ignite a prairie fire that belongs only to us in this world!"

Lin Zhengnan and Su Wanqing exchanged glances, both seeing new light and endless fighting spirit in the other's eyes. They gripped the Jade Slip in their hands, feeling the surging power within their bodies and the vibrant land beneath their feet.

"Good! Yuan'er, go handle your matters without worry!" Lin Zhengnan felt a surge of heroic spirit and thumped his chest. "Your mother and I will absolutely not hold you back! We will guard this new home for you first! Once we hone our skills, we can also help share your burdens!"

Su Wanqing nodded gently and firmly, her gaze sweeping over the thriving camp below. "We will Cultivate well and take good care of everyone. Yuan'er, you... must also be careful." She knew deeply that the burden her son carried extended far beyond the safety of this single Realm.

Lin Yuan felt warmth and relief in his heart watching the rekindled light and anticipation for the future in his parents' eyes. The chapter of Blue Star had turned, and the spark of the survivors had taken root in Cangwu.

And his journey had only just begun—settlement was merely the first step. The new life scroll for Blue Star's humanity was unfolding, the Martial Artist seeds taken by Ji Fengyun, the crisis facing the 903 Divine Domain a century later, the threat of the Dark Abyss lying deep within the Chaos Mother Sea... A vaster star-filled sky and heavier responsibilities awaited him.

Lin Zhengnan attempted to mobilize the heavy, Chaos power within his body. With a slight lift of his palm, a millstone-sized mountain rock silently floated up. Although it appeared clumsy, it already contained the nascent power capable of shaking mountains.

Su Wanqing's fingertips were encircled by emerald green light spots. She gently brushed them over a wilted wild grass stalk near the edge of the platform, and the grass immediately straightened, stretched out, and burst forth with vigorous life at a visible speed.

Watching his parents immerse themselves in their newly acquired power and the profound mysteries of the "Chaos Suppressing Prison Scripture" and the "Azure Emperor Longevity Art," Lin Yuan felt satisfied. The rekindled light in their eyes and their sense of responsibility toward the new homeland made them the best guardians of this nascent land.

"Dad, Mom," Lin Yuan began, his voice gentle but carrying an undeniable solemnity. "The Cangwu Realm is temporarily stable. With Big Brother Feng and the Spirit Martial Hall watching over things, I am very relieved to leave you here to focus on Cultivation, stabilize your Foundation, and guide the clansmen. However, the Martial Artist seeds taken away by Ji Fengyun via the heaven-reaching pagoda—their whereabouts are unknown, and their safety is uncertain. They are also seeds of Blue Star, and I will find a way to retrieve them."

Lin Yuan's familiar friends from Blue Star, such as Teacher Li Wen, classmate Chen Xue, Principal Zhou, Senior Sister Zhou Qingxue, Professor Lu Mingchuan, and Dean Zhou Xingchen, were basically all Martial Artists, and Lin Yuan would naturally go to find them.

Lin Zhengnan stopped controlling the mountain rock, which fell heavily to the ground. His brows furrowed. "Yuan'er, are you talking about... Martial God Ji and the others? Where did the heaven-reaching pagoda take them? Will they be in danger?" Although his feelings about Ji Fengyun's decision were complicated, they were, after all, the elite strength of Blue Star and the hope of countless families.

Su Wanqing also looked at her son worriedly. "That heaven-reaching pagoda is mysterious and unpredictable; its power level far exceeds what Blue Star can comprehend. Yuan'er, please be extremely careful!"

"Don't worry," Lin Yuan smiled reassuringly, his eyes sharp as stars. "I have a plan. They were transported away through a spatial anchor point, and I have locked onto the coordinates of that anchor. No matter where they were taken, there are always traces to follow under this starry sky."

He said no more, nodding solemnly to his parents. His figure flickered, and he had already appeared outside the clear firmament of the Cangwu Realm, within the cold Void Realm. Looking back down, the lush Small World resembled an emerald set upon black velvet. The scattered lights of the camp at the forest edge were like nascent sparks of hope.

"It's time to find the other cluster of sparks." Lin Yuan murmured, casting his gaze toward the deep star sea, instantly locking onto the spatial anchor point coordinates—stable like a lighthouse—left by the heaven-reaching pagoda, hidden in the outer space of Blue Star!

Divine Thought was like an invisible giant net, instantly enveloping and analyzing that coordinate point! The stable spatial anchoring aura carried an ancient, grand, and inhumanly indifferent characteristic. Its energy structure and Law imprint were distinctly different from the common spatial transmission systems found in the Xuanxiao Great World or even the Taichu Divine Continent, appearing deeper, and more... regulated.

Lin Yuan sat cross-legged in the cold Universe. His eyes were tightly closed, and a point of Chaos Heart Light between his brows slowly lit up like a miniature Universe core. Dark gold runes of the Great Accomplishment Chaos Body flowed beneath his skin, and the primordial azure lotus dao embryo swayed gracefully in his Sea of Consciousness, providing infinite power for deduction. He immersed his entire mind into the deep analysis of the spatial anchor point coordinates.

Time flowed in silent deduction. The information contained within the coordinate point was like a vast password library, which Lin Yuan peeled away and interpreted layer by layer using the true essence of the Chaos Great Dao, which encompasses all Laws and traces back to the Origin. Countless minute spatial folds, traces of residual energy, and the resonant frequencies of Law imprints were clarified one by one, supported by his powerful Divine Thought and Dao Realm.

Gradually, a clear "path" formed in his Sea of Consciousness. This path did not point to a specific material Universe coordinate, but rather to a place that was... more ethereal, yet operated according to some supreme rule!

"This is..." Lin Yuan suddenly opened his eyes, the phenomena of the birth and destruction of a Chaos star sea flashing violently in his pupils, accompanied by a trace of disbelief and astonishment. "The summoning channel of the Tower of Will?! No, more accurately... it's the spatial node fluctuation for accessing the Tower of Will in the Primal Virtual World!"

Deep within his Sea of Consciousness, the primal divine seal trembled slightly, emitting a resonant hum, confirming his judgment!

The spatial anchor point coordinates left by the heaven-reaching pagoda projection—their core Space Law fluctuation and energy transmission mode—were highly consistent with the channel fluctuations he used to access the Tower of Will in the Primal Virtual World back when he was in the Taichu Divine Continent! No, it should be said that they originated from the same source! Like a fixed access point!

"heaven-reaching pagoda... Tower of Will..." A storm raged in Lin Yuan's heart. Countless clues instantly connected!

Why was the heaven-reaching pagoda able to open a shelter channel when the Burial God Abyss erupted? Because it was fundamentally not a native product of Blue Star! It is highly likely one of the countless projections of the Primal Tower of Will scattered throughout the endless Universe, used to screen and guide "preparatory seeds"! Like a massive network node spread across all Realms!