The sky brightened.
It illuminated countless faces.
It was the first time since the war began that sunlight had fallen on everyone.
Master Cao felt it too. Its warmth quickly dispelled the chill brought by the Feather God Spear.
Before him, the Feather God Spear hovered motionless, unable to advance an inch. One hand gripped the spear, while the other punched toward the east.
The punch crossed the starry sky and the Cubic Distance, arriving in the Heavenly Origin Universe. It smashed the God King's meteor shower from the side.
In the Heavenly Origin Universe, countless people had waited for the falling points of light to end their lives.
Instead, a gale swept through. When they opened their eyes again, the points of light were gone.
They stared in shock. What had happened?
"Senior, if you die like this, I'll be very troubled. There are still many things I haven't figured out." Lu Yin's calm voice reached Master Cao's ears.
Master Cao stared blankly at the person right before him, the one gripping the Feather God Spear. "Lu Yin?"
The newcomer was indeed Lu Yin. Though his clothes were stained with blood, his presence was even more striking. The despair had vanished from his gaze, replaced by a profound chill. He was like the Cubic Distance—unfathomable.
Lu Yin looked toward Nan Ling and met its gaze. He saw its disbelief. Then his hand tightened, and with a sharp crack, the Feather God Spear shattered.
Turning to Master Cao, he smiled slightly. "How should I address you, Senior? Master Cao? Or Mijin Supreme?"
Master Cao sized Lu Yin up, then looked at the Feather God Spear fragments falling away. He let out a deep breath and smiled. "Just Cao."
Lu Yin nodded. "Senior, rest for now. Leave what comes next to