Above the starry sky, the Sun Holy Master's enormous face had long since lost its earlier composure.
His expression was solemn as he stared at the ice-blue True Dragon below. The solar radiance around him grew chaotic.
"All the heavens and myriad worlds say you've fallen into the Decline of the Five Heavens, that your lifespan is spent and your oil is exhausted, your lamp is going out—that you could fall into Return to Ruin at any moment. But the power you wield now is nothing like what a dying body should possess."
"You're not going to die anytime soon. It looks like there's still a long time before you truly return to ruin!"
"Well, well, you old mudfish! So you were faking it all along. You deliberately muddied the Heavenly Secrets and spread false news, making all of us think you were about to die. So you were fishing for us! You were setting a trap!"
"Damn it! Damn you! You old relics who've lived since the Primordial Era really are all sinister and treacherous, despicable to the extreme. You've been laying a trap, trying to drag every last one of us into it!"
The Sun Holy Master's Projection of Will trembled, and the solar power surrounding him grew wildly unstable. He could clearly sense the terrifying force inside the True Dragon.
Though the True Dragon's aura did carry a trace of weakness, making it clear that the Decline of the Five Heavens wasn't entirely a lie, its power remained astonishingly formidable. Even if it was no longer at its peak, it still possessed genuine Supreme-level combat strength. It was still a long way from being completely spent and falling into Return to Ruin.
Only then did he realize that he and every force across the heavens watching the