The vast Heavenly Fortune Power, as if finding its true home, transformed into torrents and instantly merged into Chu Zheng's Dao Seed.
The Heavenly Fate Star River within the Dao Seed, upon receiving this mighty influx of power, immediately emitted a joyful hum. The starlight surged, the radiance intensified, and an unprecedentedly abundant foundation filled Chu Zheng's entire being. In this instant, the authority of the entire universe tilted towards him.
Chu Zheng stood quietly in the void, devoid of joy in his heart, his brows knitted tightly. The hand holding the Emperor Palace was still stained with the scalding Ancestor Blood of Fu Pinglan.
Fu Pinglan's shattered corpse, like a puppet with its strings cut, plummeted downwards and was instantly engulfed by the roaring River of Space-Time below.
The murky fragments of time surged, dyed a blood-red hue, and in the blink of an eye, not a trace of Fu Pinglan could be found, as if he had never existed.
