Dark Currents

Dingzhou City.

At night, stars dotted the sky. Suddenly, an ominous star blazed with dazzling light, flaring to its peak before quickly dimming.

"Qing Yang Star Power dispersing?"

Wu Ming, watching from a high pavilion, was taken aback. "It seems Wu Tiehu has perished!"

In truth, the stars had existed since time immemorial. How could one vanish just because a mere bearer of a star's true fate had died?

Since ancient times, the saying that a great general's death brought a falling star had referred only to the phenomenon of gathered Star Power dispersing all at once, turning into a streak of light.

For the star itself, it was indeed a great loss, but still far from enough to harm its core.

"Alas..."

Wu Ming watched in silence, then sighed wistfully. This man was wrapped in Calamity Qi. This is still a decent end for him. Otherwise, E'xu and I would have had to personally send him to meet his fate in the future, which would have been less than ideal. Now that he has fallen on the battlefield, he can be said to have given his life for his country, and his descendants will receive compensation...

In truth, this man's talents were suited only to the commandery and county level; he had the makings of a Captain. To rise to Principal Fifth Rank as a general was already more than he could have hoped for.

Yet Wu Ming had given him one stroke of luck after another. In the end, he had even performed a ritual to make Wu Tiehu the true master of the Qing Yang Star fate!

What a blessing! What an opportunity!

If someone had shallow foundations and could not bear it, they could easily be tainted by the dark side of Star Power, suffering aftereffects