And behind that tiny, frozen planet, in the even vaster void of the cosmos, stood the silent, towering phantom of a great tower, its magnificence beyond words.
It was billions of times taller than the planet; its height had to be measured in light-years.
Forged entirely from pure, silver-white Mental Power, its surface was covered in Mysterious Runes that flowed without end like a Star River. It radiated a heavy, potent aura of eternal Suppression—an immortal, indestructible might!
Waves of terrifying power pulsed uncontrollably from the tower from time to time. Each pulse sent clearly visible ripples through the surrounding space.
All the Martial Artists standing guard turned their gazes, filled with both reverence and tension, toward the majestic tower.
"He's close! Leader Qin Feng is about to succeed!
Look! All that's left is to construct the last few Brick Stones at the very top!"
A Martial Artist in the crowd said, his voice trembling with irrepressible excitement.
