Before heroes and outstanding figures, clowns could only tremble in fear!
A supreme Great Witch took the Dao and his heart as an arrow and shot it into the sea of stars. Its radiance illuminated the heavens, making others ashamed of themselves and flee from such brilliance.
It was a splendor and radiance that transcended factions. It had nothing to do with one's position—it was a shock that came straight from the heart.
As long as there was a flaw in one's heart, one had no right to stand against such a hero—especially while he was still alive!
Like flies, they could only buzz about and flaunt their existence after a brave warrior had died.
Of course!
Where there were heroes, there were also mighty schemers.
They possessed the same resolute will; it was simply that their resolve was cold and ruthless.
Such people would not yield. They did as they pleased—
I destroy you. What does that have to do with you?!
"Boom!"
When Dayi's divine arrow crashed into the sea of stars and burned to its utmost, causing the Demon Clan's fortune to waver and vanish as though frightened by the hero's spirit, a desolate, ancient bell rang out!
At the end of space-time in the infinite heights, the phantom image of a great bell floated in the air. It swayed and rang, shaking the order of Heaven and Earth and making everything seem to return to the earliest antiquity, yet also as though it were heading toward the final end!
Amid the indistinct scene, black and white rose upward, veiling the sea of stars in a hazy mist that obscured everything. The surging sound of water rang out, with the glittering ripples of time...
The divine arrow's radiance shone for an instant, but under this wondrous sight,