Two vast forces collided in the universe. There was no earth-shattering impact, only their fusion. Like two waves crashing together, they merged even as they fought against each other.
Xiang Siyu's face was pale as she kept retreating. Lu Yin had seen through her power. Willpower was merely the first force she used to resist Civilization Luck. He himself had also comprehended luck and could wield it at will, directly granting it to himself.
It was just like their earlier showdown in the luck vacuum.
The longer they remained locked in a stalemate, the stronger Lu Yin became.
He drove his fist down hard. The two forces shifted, pressing toward Xiang Siyu. The tide could not be turned.
Xiang Siyu stared blankly as Lu Yin's fist descended. She shrieked, "If you kill me, she'll die too—"
Lu Yin's movement faltered.
Seizing the opportunity, Xiang Siyu rushed up to him and raised both hands. Red platforms flickered in her palms. In an instant, they absorbed the surrounding Civilization Luck, forming two vortexes that she thrust at him. But at that moment, her own movements also came to a halt.
Lu Yin looked at Xiang Siyu before him.
She had appeared again, wearing that familiar, smiling expression. Right in front of Lu Yin, she dispersed the red platforms in her palms.
Without saying a word, she lowered all her defenses.
Lu Yin closed his eyes and brought down his fist.
Light fell straight down like a meteor, fading from dazzling brilliance to utter darkness. It marked the death of the Luck Master, one of the Six Luminaries.
Across the universe's endless ages, perhaps even a Master was like a meteor: once dazzling, but ultimately destined to fade into darkness.
Civilizations were the same.
No matter how powerful a civilization became, it would