Kiting with Runes

At the heart of the earth's core, an ink-black barrier hung like an inverted giant glass bowl, shrouding a hundred-mile stretch of airspace.

Faint blue patterns flowed across the barrier's surface like the veins of a sleeping ancient god. As Hua Qiang approached, those patterns actually began to ripple slightly.

Hua Qiang hovered at the edge of the barrier, his body wreathed in scattered starlight. When he spread his palm, pale blue runes flickered in and out of sight, like fragments of a galaxy flowing between his fingers.

The instant he broke through to the realm of a First-Grade Starry Sky Rune Master, the entire barrier shook with a thunderous tremor. The once-dull sealing runes suddenly bloomed with light, as though tens of thousands of lamps had been lit at once.

Starlight swirled in Hua Qiang's eyes. He swept his hand through the air, leaving faint blue trails wherever his fingertips passed.

He could clearly sense the pulse of every rune, as though he were touching his own heartbeat.

These runes were no longer cold restraints, but companions linked to his very will.

With a shift of his thoughts, the runes on the barrier began to arrange and reorganize themselves in orderly fashion, sometimes transforming into rotating star charts, sometimes condensing into sharp blade-like glints.

Looking through the barrier at the Starry Sky Behemoth, huge as a mountain within, Hua Qiang's eyes filled with greed.

This was a Starry Sky Behemoth!

Its every movement brimmed with Starry Sky Power. If he could comprehend and control Starry Sky Power, he would be able to enter the Starry Sky Realm.

The greed in his eyes grew ever stronger. Hua Qiang decided to use the sealing runes from outside the barrier to attack the Starry Sky Behemoth.

Even if he had to kite