Xiao Shu's fortieth day in the City of No Redemption...
Zhang Xun had already waited forty days.
Mo Jingyu had waited five days as well.
Neither of them received another verbal response from Xiao Shu.
And today, this journey toward Divine Presence, watched by countless eyes, had reached its final moment.
If he failed to attain Divine Presence, any response would be useless.
If he attained Divine Presence, what need was there for a response?
At this moment, before and behind him, above and below, people were everywhere.
Countless gazes intertwined. Visible and invisible pressure loomed like mountains and peaks.
Xiao Shu calmed his heart and focused his mind.
He had walked for twenty years. Today, he would strike at the divide between man and heaven.
All his efforts in this life would be proven by a result today.
Beneath the gaze of the masses, he slowly opened his eyes. They were deep and bright, filled through and through with Xiao Shu's own will.
He rose to his feet. His clothes were thin, his sleeves empty, yet he stood straight as a pine.
His feet rooted into the earth, his shoulders bearing a colossal weight.
He gazed calmly ahead, but his eyes seemed to see farther still, into more ancient times.
Vague and hazy.
He spread his hands, his five fingers slightly parted.
With him at the center, the primordial energy of heaven and earth around him immediately churned like overturning rivers and seas.
At the horizon, layers of clouds scattered away, and the four Star Towers shone all at once!
Rumble! Rumble!
The blood within his body surged!
Like great rivers, like a raging flood.
His aura began to rise.
Like a roaring tide, each wave higher than the last.
His power continuously spread outward, making itself known, stirring