Starlight crisscrossed the sky, like a Celestial Sword hanging down from above.
In the ink-black night, the sprinting giant wasn't the only one left stunned. So too was a Beauty Snake with a human head and a serpent's body, hidden in the shadows—
And another group of Chaotic God Martial Artists, whose bodies had turned to iron and stone, their auras suppressed until they resembled inanimate objects.
In the inky streets, the minds of these "inanimate objects" wavered, their auras fluctuating.
Humans, demons, otherworldly beings, and local natives... Heaven-Reaching City was bustling tonight. Figures rushed over one after another, but none of them could act as quickly as the master of the starlight.
The timing was too perfect, the strike too decisive. The other figures bustling about in the night hadn't even had time to react.
