In the vast, empty starry sky.
A tiny silver-gray spacecraft slowly approached an unfamiliar, enormous star.
The blazing star continuously spewed solar flares and streams of fire.
The dazzling light painted the spacecraft's surface gold.
Wei He stood in the spacecraft's forward cabin, watching the blinding star through the cockpit window.
Only in such desolate, lonely reaches of space did he feel a long-lost trace of peace.
Whether it was the Penza Empire, the Star Abyss, or the Revivalists who had gathered immense power.
To him, they all carried a hazy sense of unreality.
Even though he now stood at the Black Flame level, that emptiness etched into his bones was still gradually filling his heart.
The people and events of the past had all flowed away with time, vanishing.
Eldest Senior Sister and Master Li Rong were still around, but they could no longer understand him.
Though Bilian was by his side day and night, she knew only a few tiny facets of him.
He recalled how he had been abandoned by the times again and again, exiled by war.
Family, friends, teachers, fellow travelers.
Scenes from the past flickered and flowed endlessly before his eyes.
"This time, no matter what, I will never let anything control me again."
Wei He's gaze gradually sharpened. As he looked at the enormous star, his psychic energy stirred slightly.
An opening automatically opened at the top of the spacecraft.
His physical body gently flew out. When he was still a hundred thousand kilometers from the star, he left the spacecraft and suddenly turned into a black streak, rapidly closing in on the enormous star.
The vast heat, as though inexhaustible, was continuously absorbed into his body.
Before long, Wei He's body was gradually swallowed by the star's immense radiance, disappearing into the