The collision was cataclysmic. When the pure, untainted "Order" of Kaelen's Heroic Fragment met the chaotic, Abyssal mana of the Overlord's palm, the reaction was more than physical—it was a logical rejection. For a microsecond, the Overlord's absolute grip faltered as his own essence recoiled from the "poison" of Light.
Fang Yuan didn't waste a heartbeat.
"Now!" he roared, not with lungs, but with the vibration of his fractured Rank 3: Null-Overlord soul.
He didn't pull away from the Star-Core; he pulled it into himself. Using his blackened Indigo Threads, he wove a feedback loop between the Core's negative mass and the energy of Eron's dying supernova. The result was a Dimensional Rift—a tear in the fabric of the Abyss that led to nowhere and everywhere.
The Overlord's titan hand tried to crush the rift, but it was like trying to grasp a shadow. Fang Yuan, wrapped in a shroud of violet-black fire and holding the pulsing heart of the mine, hurled himself into the collapsing singularity.
"You will find no sanctuary in the stars, Weaver!" the Overlord's voice thundered, a sound that cracked the very foundations of the planet. "I have marked your frequency! The Abyss is infinite, and you are but a thief in its shadow!"
Fang Yuan didn't look back. As he crossed the threshold of the wormhole, he saw the Obsidian Spire shatter into a billion fragments, and the planet below dissolve into a sea of crimson fire.
The sensation of the jump was agonizing. His soul was being stretched across light-years, his Rank 3 shell vibrating so violently it threatened to dissolve. But in his grasp, the Star-Core remained stable, its ancient sentience acting as a compass in the chaotic tides of the Inter-Galactic Void.
«...We are free, Seeker...» the Core whispered, its voice fading as the connection to the Abyss was severed. «...But we are far from home. Look... the stars here... they are different...»
When the blinding light finally receded, Fang Yuan found himself floating in a silent, silver nebula. His green robes were gone, replaced by a suit of shifting dark matter. He was a Rank 3: Null-Overlord, but he was alone in an unknown sector of the universe, with a stolen heart and a galaxy of enemies behind him.