Today's first update: Chapter 3645! 1/4!
That magnificent "halo," seemingly condensed from endless laws and supreme will, hung high above the shattered void of the Law River. Its radiance flowed and shifted, dimming the entire sea of stars by comparison.
At the center of the halo stood a solitary Black Robe Figure, his robes fluttering faintly amid the lingering energy shockwaves. His aura was as deep as an abyss and as immovable as a mountain, unfathomable beyond measure.
He merely stood there calmly, yet an unparalleled majesty that looked down upon the universe and ruled over all rises and falls naturally emanated from him.
In stark contrast, at the bottom of the deep pit along the edge of the star island, a massive figure struggled futilely to rise.
The Tianpeng True Body, once imposing and wreathed in monstrous demonic flames, had now lost all its brilliance, like a mountain collapsing after the pillar holding up the heavens had been broken.
Who had won and who had lost, who was stronger and who was weaker—there was no need for further words. It was obvious at a glance.
The Black Robe Figure's gaze seemed to pierce through space itself as it fell upon the bedraggled Zhu Ganglie at the bottom of the pit. His voice was calm and without ripples, yet carried a question that struck directly at the soul:
"Do you accept it?"
Within the pit, Zhu Ganglie's heavy breathing sounded like a broken bellows. Every breath tugged at the countless horrifying cracks covering his body.
He tried to prop himself up with an arm. His "Ultimate Saint Body," forged from the ancient true god's body after it had adapted to the laws of heaven and earth in this era, then been tempered, compressed, and transformed, now let out a