Brilliant lightning linked heaven and earth, slender strings spread across the void, and between the firmament and the radiance, a jade-like, crystal-clear arm glowing with Purple Radiance gently grasped the thin strings.
Scattered radiance gathered between heaven and earth, forming the figure of a youth in purple robes. He raised his head and looked at the Starlight Figure floating in the air ahead.
Boom--
The flashing Thunder Figure crashed to the ground. He struggled, seemingly trying to rise and launch another attack at the Starlight Figure.
But he had only just managed to struggle to his feet before falling back to the ground. After that, he never rose again.
He lay motionless on the ground. Only the dim thunderous radiance on his body seemed to show that he still had a breath left.
The Starlight Figure glanced at the Thunder Figure on the ground, then swept his gaze over the empty surroundings before finally returning his eyes to the purple-robed youth floating in the air.
The lightning in the sky had gradually dimmed. Howling winds swept over the cracked earth, over the wild grass and flowers growing between the soil, and made the wide purple robe flutter loudly.
"You're here."
The Starlight Figure watched He Ao. The strings held in hand by He Ao suddenly shattered and vanished into the void. His gaze passed over the blood on He Ao's body and his lips, still stained with faint purple blood.
He did not seem particularly surprised by He Ao's arrival. He sighed softly and smiled. "It seems Fate Spinning Wheel ultimately lost to you. There's a saying from your world that I quite like: 'Year after year, she labors to embroider the golden thread, only to make another's wedding dress.'"
His laughter carried both mockery and emotion. "He spent so