Chapter 4: Saving Wushuang

"System," Bai Yan queried as he stood amidst the swirling chaos of the demon realm, "when you mentioned that as an Eternal Sovereign I can harness the universe's energy at will, why do cores still serve a purpose?"

"Responding to host," the system's voice echoed with clarity, "cores are indeed a construct of the Heavenly Dao, a framework that persists even at your elevated state. However, whether you possess a core or not no longer constrains you, given your attainment of the Eternal Sovereign realm."

Bai Yan pondered this for a moment, his thoughts racing ahead. "If that's the case," he pressed on, a hint of determination in his voice, "could I shatter my core to evade detection by the Heavenly Dao?"

"That is possible, host," came the system's prompt response.

"Then shatter it," Bai Yan commanded resolutely.

With a resounding crack, the clear soul core that had formed moments ago shattered into myriad fragments, dissipating into the ether. Bai Yan felt a surge of liberation, as if shedding an old shell to embrace newfound freedom.

"Alright, system, let's proceed," Bai Yan declared, his mind already focusing on his next move. With a deliberate thought, the space before him fractured, opening into a gaping abyss that beckoned him forward. Without hesitation, he stepped through.

Emerging on the other side, Bai Yan found himself amidst a lush forest, its towering trees adorned with leaves of vibrant crimson. The air hummed with an otherworldly energy, a stark contrast to the desolation of the demon realm he had just departed.

In the distance, Bai Yan caught sight of Lei Wushuang, a capable cultivator currently besieged by hordes of Vorlothians. Despite Lei Wushuang's formidable skills at the Core Condensing realm, the sheer numbers of demons threatened to overwhelm him.

From Lei Wushuang's perspective, amidst the frenzied battle, a figure materialized—a man whose appearance was deceptively ordinary yet undeniably compelling. Bai Yan exuded an aura of serene confidence, his presence like a calm oasis amid the storm of battle. His unassuming attire and tranquil demeanor seemed at odds with the intensity of the situation, hinting at depths of power and wisdom beyond comprehension.

"Damn, why are there so many Vorlothians in this area?" Lei Wushuang muttered under his breath, his focus alternating between defending against the demons and stealing glances at the newcomer.

Suddenly, Bai Yan's gaze locked onto Lei Wushuang, his expression unreadable yet strangely reassuring. With measured steps, Bai Yan approached, his movements graceful and purposeful. He seemed to glide effortlessly through the chaotic battlefield, each action calculated and precise.

Lei Wushuang, momentarily taken aback by the stranger's unexpected arrival, managed to gasp out amidst his defensive maneuvers, "Who... who are you?"

Bai Yan's voice carried a quiet strength as he replied, "I am Bai Yan. It appears you could use some assistance."

Lei Wushuang nodded fervently, relief flooding his features. "Yes, please! These Vorlothians came out of nowhere, and I can't fend them off alone much longer."

Without hesitation, Bai Yan stepped into the fray, seamlessly integrating himself into the battle. His combat style was a blend of efficiency and grace, each strike landing with devastating precision. Lei Wushuang watched in awe as Bai Yan's movements seemed to flow in harmony with the surrounding chaos, his attacks dismantling the Vorlothians with a skill that defied explanation.

As they fought side by side, Lei Wushuang witnessed Bai Yan's prowess unfold. It was as if Bai Yan commanded the very elements themselves, his mastery over the battlefield asserting a dominance that left no doubt—he was more than a mere cultivator; he was a force of nature.

Amidst the clash of steel and magic, Bai Yan remained composed, his focus unwavering. There was a detachment in his demeanor, yet Lei Wushuang sensed an underlying intensity—a depth of purpose that drove Bai Yan's every move.

Together, Bai Yan and Lei Wushuang pushed back against the overwhelming tide of Vorlothians, their synchronized efforts forging a bond amidst the crucible of combat. With each passing moment, Lei Wushuang found himself growing more accustomed to Bai Yan's enigmatic presence, a mixture of gratitude and curiosity stirring within him.

"Thank you," Lei Wushuang spoke earnestly once the last of the demons had fallen, his voice laced with newfound respect and intrigue. "I've never encountered someone with your level of skill and... mystery. Who... or what are you, Bai Yan?"

Bai Yan's sapphire eyes gleamed with a hint of amusement as he regarded Lei Wushuang. "I am merely a traveler passing through," he replied cryptically. "Yet it seems our paths have converged for a purpose."

Lei Wushuang nodded thoughtfully, determination glinting in his gaze. "Whatever that purpose may be, I am grateful for your timely aid. If there's anything I can do to repay you—"