The skies churned as dark clouds gathered overhead. A powerful force was awakening, one that sent shivers through the heavens.0

"Condense!"0

With a roar that split the air, Ling Feng shattered the final remnants of chaos in his sea of mind. A blinding light surged outward, and within that brilliance, a strange object began to take shape.0

In the midst of swirling radiance, a milky-white, oval mass slowly emerged. Shaped like an egg, it pulsed with an otherworldly glow, suspended between clarity and illusion.0

"An... egg?"0

Yue Yunlan and Qiao Qiao stared at one another in disbelief. Neither of them could make sense of what they were seeing. Ling Feng had just completed the condensation of his Mark of Brilliance, yet what floated behind him looked like nothing more than an egg.1

After all the celestial uproar, this was the result?0

Even if...0