The Thirty-Seventh Cosmic Country, True King Hall.
Sovereign Ron sat enthroned in the Royal Hall. He raised his right hand, in which a three-colored halo of deep black, fiery red, and pure white swirled. It constantly separated into layers of tributaries that intertwined with one another, both chaotic and orderly.
A Nirvana-rank skill: Destiny.
Hm?
Ron had received a revelation.
Just a short while ago, the Heart of the Star Spirit—a supreme treasure he had personally forged from the corpse of a powerful member of the Star Spirit Race—had been used. The location of its use seemed both incredibly distant and yet strangely close.
This defied logic.
Ron's fingers trembled, and the wheel of light expanded. The Pillar Powerhouse entered the Wheel of Destiny with his very being.
「A moment later.」
"The location is deep within the Cave of the Stars?"
'Did I make a mistake?'
Ron shook his head.
