Chapter 1057: with translation of chapter title

"Han…!" Xiao Ran's eyes were about to split, he wanted to reach out, but the uncontrolled cold poison had already frozen half his body, the terrifying soul roar made his sea of consciousness feel like a heavy hammer, his vision completely blurred. He only saw Han Wuxian's silhouette disappear at the edge of a fissure spewing dark red lava, together with that crimson‑gold dark‑red giant sword, both plunging into the unknown abyss. Immediately after, he himself was swept away by another violent current, slammed into a huge fallen rock, and completely lost consciousness.

In the depths of the sea trench, the terrifying stone giant hand slowly retracted, accompanied by an even more furious, Chaos-filled roar, sinking into the spewing earth fire and fractured rock layers below. Only the desolate horn sound, intermittent, carrying endless sorrow and madness, echoed faintly in the ruins after destruction, as if mourning, as if calling for something.

The collapsing rock layers slowly covered over, gradually burying the traces of the fierce battle, the scattered flesh and blood, and the fissure leading to the abyss. The scorching earth fire continued to flow in the fissure, boiling the icy seawater, steaming up billowing white vapor, like the faint blue smoke rising from this huge tomb.

Only in Han Wuxian's sea of consciousness depths did that dimmed star hub fragment, at the very moment it fell into the earth fire abyss, seem to sense a deeper, more scorching Existence, twitching faintly and unwillingly.

Beneath the abyss, is it the body‑burning earth fire? Or… another unknown realm?

Darkness.

Darkness. Boundless, heavy darkness, mingled with bone‑deep agony and suffocating scorching heat, enveloped Han Wuxian's lingering consciousness.

He felt like a lump of stubborn iron thrown into a furnace, being wildly pounded, torn, and melted by an invisible giant force. The familiar icy killing aura of the Myriad Bones Giant Sword had vanished, replaced by a more primal, more violent scorching heat that seemed ready to ignite his very soul! This was the magma torrent surging from the depths of the earth veins, the earth‑core fire that burns all things.

Every faint fluctuation of consciousness was accompanied by excruciating pain as if his bones were shattering throughout his body.

He could "feel" his arms, the dark‑gold bones fused with the Great Light Divine Gold, covered in spider‑web‑like cracks under the terrifying impact and high temperature, as if they would crumble to powder at any moment. His viscera were like being repeatedly seared by a branding iron; each "breath" drew in scalding, sulfur‑smelling magma flow, not seawater.

Death had never felt so real.

Just as his consciousness was about to be completely consumed by this boundless pain and scorching heat, falling into eternal darkness,

Hum!

In the depths of the sea of consciousness, that nearly dormant star hub fragment suddenly burst forth with an unprecedented, almost blinding light!

This time, the light was no longer cool or scorching, but a strange silver vortex with a strong pull! The fragment itself seemed to come alive, violently trembling, transmitting a thirst, a strong attraction toward some immense power!

And deeper still in this dark abyss, at the core of the surging, roaring magma, a point of faint yet extraordinarily pure dark‑gold light, seemingly ancient and enduring, appeared to be drawn by the vortex of the star hub fragment, like iron filings to a magnet, penetrating the thick magma layer, thread by thread, gathering toward Han Wuxian's shattered body.

These dark‑gold points were extremely minute, yet they contained an unimaginable weight, toughness, and immortal will! They ignored the scorching earth fire, ignored the violent magma turbulence, and precisely entered the cracks in Han Wuxian's arms' dark‑gold bones that were on the verge of collapse.

Hiss!

Like molten metal dripping into a cold mold! An indescribable pain instantly swept over Han Wuxian's lingering consciousness! Yet within that pain lay a sense of newly born power.

The bone cracks caused by the giant hand's impact and the scorching of earth fire began to merge at a visible speed thanks to the infusion of these dark‑gold points! No, not merely merge! The dark‑gold bones themselves seemed to be infused with new life, their hue deepening and becoming restrained, like the black‑jade gold essence forged over eons by earth‑fire hammering! Where the cracks vanished, the bone surface displayed ever more intricate and profound natural patterns, faintly echoing the former markings of the Myriad Bones Giant Sword, yet now endowed with an earth‑like heft and immortality.

Even more astonishing, the infused dark‑gold points did not stop at mending the bones! Like living liquid metal, they seeped and spread along the marrow cavities inside the bones and along the pulsing dark‑red vessels, penetrating deeper into Han Wuxian's body toward its more profound core.

They replaced part of the destroyed meridians, part of the burned‑out blood vessels! The scorching crimson‑red power of the Great Light Divine Gold, like molten magma, collided and fused in Han Wuxian's shattered body with this deep, heavy, immortal dark‑gold earth‑vein power in an unprecedented manner.

Han Wuxian felt as if he had become a mountain undergoing crustal upheaval! The earth tore apart, magma surged, and new mineral veins were born in the terrifying compression and high temperature.

Boom!

His body was seized by a violent magma torrent and slammed hard against the abyss cliff! Yet this time, the anticipated excruciating pain of being blown to pieces did not come. The bones, now covered with newly formed dark‑gold patterns, were forcibly embedded into the scorching rock face! The magma washed over his body, making a sizzling sound, but could no longer easily burn his flesh.

An extremely faint halo, woven from dark‑gold and crimson‑gold, struggled to emanate from deep within his bones, tenaciously resisting the corrosion of earth fire.

At the edge of this chaos where agony and rebirth intertwined, the silver vortex of the star hub fragment suddenly shifted, locking onto another direction!

Not deep in the magma, but a certain position on the abyss cliff!

Han Wuxian's lingering consciousness was forcibly drawn to "look" there.

On the scarlet‑red cliff face illuminated by the earth fire, an object was starkly inlaid!

It was precisely his nearly forgotten Myriad Bones Giant Sword!

At this moment, the Myriad Bones Giant Sword likewise underwent a terrifying transformation. Its blade was deeply embedded in the scorching rock face; its dark‑gold and crimson‑red interwoven body was covered with pits and cracks, clearly severely damaged from the fall and impact. Yet, the violent earth fire and pure earth‑vein energy that pervaded the abyss, like countless invisible hammers, frenziedly hammered it!

Even more strangely, on the blade, the dark‑red vessels that originated from Han Wuxian's arms and penetrated deep into the marrow were greedily drawing in the dark‑gold earth‑vein power seeping from the rock face, as well as the surging essence of the surrounding earth fire! These violent energies flowed through the vessels into the blade, clashing and merging fiercely with the sword's own Great Light Divine Gold and bone‑borne killing aura.

The blade wailed, yet also was reborn! At the brink of destruction, it was forcibly tempered and reforged by the abyss's earth fire and earth‑vein power!

The light of the star hub fragment blazed to its extreme, like a coordinate, a beacon!

It frenziedly transmitted to the Myriad Bones Giant Sword Han Wuxian's present pain, his yearning for rebirth, and his unyielding will!

As if hearing its master's call, the Myriad Bones Giant Sword shuddered violently! At the hilt, in the hollow eye sockets of the ferocious skull, a point of crimson‑gold and dark‑gold interwoven light suddenly flared!