Zhou Leng stood at the entrance of the Tenth Palace, looking up at the white sphere on the roof inside.
Within the white sphere was the shadow of a black orb.
Upon closer inspection, this shadow resembled a star.
The surface of the star was erupting with streaks of solar flames.
Unlike ordinary stars, this star seemed to emit a powerful spiritual will, and its power was not the burning heat of sunlight but a force of destruction that could incinerate everything.
A star with spiritual will...
Zhou Leng recalled the contents recorded in the Divine Text.
Star God.
Although he couldn't be certain, he vaguely felt that it was so.
"If the Ancient Path of Spirits is not too dangerous, I can give it a try..."
Originally, Zhou Leng had no hope for this Ancient Path of Spirits, but the oppressive aura of the East Monarch had ignited his fighting spirit.
