Outer Heaven.
The Star Sea is boundless, the Milky Way stretches across.
A young figure dressed in black battle armor stands alone, hands behind his back, with a cold indifference in his long eyes.
Strands of wind from the depths of the universe blow, stirring the young figure's head full of black hair.
A dead silence has long enveloped his surroundings.
Sikong Xuanji crashes heavily onto a large star, his hands trembling and bleeding, even his Lifebound Nirvana Soldier slipping from his grasp, its halberd shaft shaking madly from a distance.
Venerable Xuangu coughs blood profusely, his face pale as gold paper.
Further away, Venerable Flood Dragon's entire skeletal structure is shattered, cast into the depths of the starry sky!
But the most miserable is Venerable Qilin, who has embodied the Qilin form to seek the Dao!
