Xiang knew that when the rising sun rose, it cast ten thousand blazing rays. Now, with a dot of vermilion, he made the Divine Firmament rift his spear radiance!
The intensity of the Divine Firmament War had already surpassed every war since the beginning of the New Calendar. Yet this was, after all, only the war's opening stage—the clash of vanguard forces.
In what all sides understood to be the early stage of the war, the Son of Heaven of Jing had already taken the field with spear in hand!
Since ancient times, it had not been uncommon for those with nothing to spill their blood within five paces.
The courage to smash one's cauldrons and sink one's boats was something one could no longer possess once one had a great estate to protect.
Now that he held all under heaven, all was to be decided in this moment.
Across the vast Divine Firmament Battlefield, from the Central Celestial Realm to the Fanque Heavenly Realm, then through the Five Continents and out to the Four Seas, beacon fires blazed everywhere. Everyone had long since killed until their eyes ran red... Yet in this instant, who was not awed by [Vermilion Point]?
The Son of Heaven of Jing remained outside the Divine Firmament.
From beginning to end, he had merely extended a section of his spearpoint within.
The long chapter called "Divine Firmament" had already had its plot rewritten.
He wore a Flat Heaven Crown engraved with thorn patterns and a Seven-Colored Star-Studded Dragon Robe shimmering with hazy radiance. Behind him flew the imperial banner, while thirteen stars representing military garrisons across the lands and elite armor from every side encircled him—
He well knew that birth, aging, sickness, and death were the common affairs of the mortal world. Stars fell