The essence of The Visionary was—"infinity."
Hearing Tiandao's words, Chen Kong felt as though a tiny yet brilliant "Glimmer" had flashed through his mind.
The sudden warmth and light made even his soul, trapped in darkness, tremble as it desperately reached out to seize it.
But that "Glimmer" had appeared far too briefly, and the spectacle of "meteorites falling from the sky" above was simply too overwhelming.
In the end, Chen Kong failed to grasp that precious "inspiration," letting it quietly slip through his fingers.
Just as Chen Kong sank into regret over missing that flash of inspiration,
Bai Kong, standing amid the "meteorites" in the distance, wore a terrified expression.
As he looked at the world-ending stone overhead, vast enough to blot out the sky, its trailing flames seeming capable of devouring everything, the arrogance and wickedness vanished from his face, leaving only boundless shock.
He could feel it. He could clearly feel the immense power within that meteorite, enough to crush everything.
Within the Soul Space, where imagination and will reigned above all else,
the concept of "techniques" was infinitely diminished, while the concepts of "will" and "imagination" were infinitely magnified.
And with his near-terrifying "will" and "imagination," Tiandao had shaped a true "miracle" within this Soul Space.
But even before a "God," the pride he held as a "King" would not allow him to kneel just like that!
Driven by that will, Bai Kong gripped "Black Star" in both hands and swung with all his strength.
But what he received in return was—
Clang!
The instant Black Star collided with the meteorite, the Black Star in Bai Kong's hands bent completely.
At the same time, the enormous meteorite met no resistance as it crashed heavily onto him. Even as it annihilated the "Perfect Star Remains" around him,