Upon the Ancient Demon Star Altar, the light of the Grand Formation of the Myriad Stars flickered under the ceaseless assault of the tide of reverting death, like a dying candle in the wind. Li Wuyang stood at the center of the formation's core, his face pale as paper, faint golden Dao Blood still staining the corner of his lips. Forcibly guiding the star formation to dissolve the first wave of attacks had already wounded his soul and shaken his Dao foundation. Yet his gaze remained as sharp as ever, even deeper than before, as though two vortices swirled within his eyes—one of life, one of destruction, alternating in reincarnation.
Through the formation's resonance, he could clearly sense an even more terrifying attack brewing in the depths of the void. It was no longer a diffuse tide of death, but three destruction beams condensed to the utmost limit, containing the intent of "absolute nothingness"—the Revert to Silence Death Rays! Their power was enough to instantly vaporize stars and annihilate laws. If they struck directly, even with the star formation's protection, the Ancient Demon Star Altar would surely collapse, and everyone would be reduced to ashes.
They could not take it head-on! They had to interrupt it before it fired, or... deflect it!
An extremely bold, nearly insane thought rose in Li Wuyang's heart. The core of the Grand Formation of the Myriad Stars was "star control," commanding the power of the Myriad Stars. Though the Revert to Silence Death Rays possessed the essence of deathly stillness, the form of their release was likewise an ultimate gathering and projection of energy. If he could combine the star formation's power of star control with the guiding and transforming properties of his Great Dao of Reincarnation, perhaps... there was a sliver of hope!