The broken battlefield of the starry sky has finally quieted down.
Everyone who survived is panting, each wearing an expression of having narrowly escaped death, grateful to have survived this terrifying day.
The once glorious Six Paths Heavenly Emperor has now crumbled and fallen, leaving only ruins.
Amid dense warships, army formations, and killing arrays, a massive corpse falls from the sky, crashing heavily into the Star River. A generation of Endless Starry Sky Dominator has fallen to the Human World, and all past divine glories have now become mere dust under the soldiers' feet.
All the cultivators of the Taoist Court can't help but look at the fallen dominator.
This is a majestic being exuding an aura of transcendence.
He resembles a magnificent blue butterfly, his body vast as a star, each scale emitting a terrifying presence. Even dead, his corpse alone instills a shiver in everyone's hearts.
