The Heavenly Horizon Farm moved with quiet grace into the heart of the Void Abyss, leaving a trail of shimmering cosmic dust in its wake. The newly integrated dying star-core shone brightly overhead like an artificial sun, casting warmth over the vast fields of blooming Phoenix Nirvana Fruit trees and sparkling Astral Lilies.
At the edge of the realm, Sentinel Prime-09 stood like an immovable monument, its star-steel armor reflecting the golden glow of the domain.
— Master, — Little Ling hovered near Li Xian’s shoulder, holding a small glowing tablet woven from spirit leaves. — The root network has fully digested the three Void Leviathans. The anti-matter essence from their scales has been converted into high-grade spatial mineral veins deep beneath the western hills!
— Good, — Li Xian replied, walking along the edge of the crystal spring. He held a wooden cup, scooping up liquid qi that had condensed directly from the atmosphere. — Spatial minerals will allow us to expand the outer barrier to withstand the deeper pressure of the abyss.
Before he could take a sip, the space ahead of the farm curdled like spoiled milk. The silent void was torn apart by a high-pitched, metallic shriek that vibrated through the marrow of one's bones.
A massive throne forged from black ice and crushed meteorites emerged from the darkness. Sitting atop the throne was a slender figure clad in robes of swirling shadows, holding a tall staff topped with a crystal eye that bled black liquid onto the void floor. Get faster updates on novelping(.)com.
— I am Kaelen, Herald of the Third Void Monarch, — the figure spoke, his voice sounding like hundreds of whispers overlapping at once. — Cultivator of the light, you have trespassed into the domain of the eternal dark. You have slain the Monarch's beasts and plundered the Primal Vault.
The Herald rose from his throne, pointing his staff directly at the World Tree glowing at the center of Li Xian's farm.
— The Third Monarch, Sovereign of Decay, offers you a single choice: yield your soul to the black ice, and your realm shall serve as a perpetual nursery for the void. Refuse, and the frost of absolute zero will extinguish your star-core forever!
With a swift wave of Kaelen's staff, a wave of pitch-black ice spread rapidly across the void, locking onto the outer perimeter of the Heavenly Horizon Farm. The temperature dropped instantly, freezing space itself and attempting to creeping up the luminous root network.
Li Xian looked down at the black ice creeping along his barrier. Rather than drawing a sword or unleashing a defensive spell, he simply smiled and set his cup down on a nearby stone table.
— Absolute zero? — Li Xian murmured, his eyes glowing with brilliant celestial light. — My crops have been needing a cold-stratification process to trigger their winter bloom anyway.
He stepped to the edge of the island, pressing his palm flat against the primary Ley Line running through the ground.
— Domain Secret: Four Seasons Cycle — Glacial Harvest!
Instead of resisting the black ice, the Heavenly Horizon Farm opened its Ley Lines and welcomed the freezing energy. The dark frost was immediately channeled into a specialized northern field, where rare dormant seeds from the Primal Seed Vault lay waiting. Read this novel at novelping(.)com for the best experience.
The moment the black ice touched the designated soil, thousands of Frost-Heart Lotus flowers burst into bloom, absorbing the absolute zero temperature and converting it into pure, concentrated frost-element spirit dew.
CRACK!
The Herald's staff shattered in his grip as the feedback of his own technique was drained completely away into the farm's northern fields. Kaelen stumbled back onto his throne of black ice, his eyes wide with absolute horror.
— You... you used the Monarch's absolute frost as... as seasonal fertilizer?! — Kaelen stammered, his shadow robes fluttering frantically.
— Your timing was impeccable, Herald, — Li Xian said, gesturing to Sentinel Prime-09, who stepped forward with its claymore drawn. — Go back and tell your Third Monarch that if he wants to freeze my realm, he'll need to bring a lot more frost.
With a single sweep of Sentinel Prime-09's massive claymore, a shockwave of radiant light blew the Herald and his throne back into the deep abyss, clearing the path forward once again.