This novel is highly inspired by swallowed Star or Star conqueror,soul land,ranegade immortal and many more cultivation novels and dounghuas.
Ten billion years before Earth even existed, the universe was young — dark, silent, and full of untamed energy.
In the middle of that vast emptiness, a giant pulsar spun like a burning wound in space. It poured out light and energy across the stars, glowing like a beacon in the dark.
And on the surface of that pulsar… a battle began.
Two powerful beings faced each other. Their forms were not made of flesh and bone, but of pure cosmic energy. They had no eyes, no mouths, no faces — only glowing, shifting bodies filled with power.
Still, they chose to fight in the shape of humans — as if that form made their battle more focused, more personal.
Without speaking, they began to clash. Their fists shook the stars. Their strikes tore open space itself. Time twisted. Galaxies trembled. Each blow was strong enough to crack reality apart.
They fought for what felt like forever. Blow after blow, neither one gaining the upper hand. The universe around them screamed with each collision of their power.
Then finally, one of them — his voice sharp like lightning and metal — shouted:
"MO HAN! If I die here, I'll take you with me!"
The other answered, his voice cold and calm like ice in the void:
"Yan Lei. Even if I fall today, I will return. And when I do, the universe will remember."
At that moment, Yan Lei gathered all of his life force into a final attack. He poured everything into it — his energy, his spirit, his very existence.
Mo Han saw it coming and responded the only way he could — by doing the same. He burned his entire life force to block and counter Yan Lei's final strike.
Their powers collided in the middle of the battlefield.
The result was destruction beyond imagination.
Hundreds of galaxies were wiped out in an instant. Stars vanished. Planets were shattered like glass. Space itself broke and twisted.
And when it was over… both of them were gone.
Nothing remained.
No winner. No trace.
Only silence.
A battle lost to time… forgotten by the stars.
But in the endless dark… where even light has forgotten how to shine…
Something did not fade.
Not completely.
Among the shattered remains of galaxies…
Amid the dust of stars and the silence of death…
A spark survives.
Faint.
Unseen.
Waiting.
The universe believes the battle is over.
But a storm is coming.
And it has only just begun.