President Zhang sat atop the Storm Crow, looking down on it all from above, yet he did not take action.
Because a woman, her body radiating with starlight, blocked his path.
Her hair, like a cascading galaxy, her eyes deep as the night sky yet brilliant as stars, seemed to grasp the mysteries of the world.
Her posture was light and graceful, with clusters of starlight gathering at the hem of her dress.
Countless twinkling stars floated in the air, and with just a little negligence, one could easily get lost in the illusion realm of starlight.
This woman was sitting atop a starry sky whale calf.
A Hellfire floated in midair, black flames entwined around President Zhang's body.
Golden tattoos encircled President Zhang's body.
He seemed like an exalted God, with the surrounding space showing various degrees of distortion; this was President Zhang's battle state.
"Zhang Jian, the people below are fighting and killing; there's no need for you to take action."
