The moment this voice arose, Tianyu's expression shifted slightly.
"So it really is Her!"
The mark that peerless black phoenix—who had flitted freely through the starry rivers of the heavens and beyond the Sea of Ghost Mist—had branded deep within his soul instantly became vivid and clear.
Like him, like Fuya and Luo Hongyan, like Fate God Yihao, they had once lived beneath the shadow of that Black Phoenix.
Among the four great rulers of the Hall of Gods, before the Black Phoenix sank into the Sea of Ghost Mist, She had always occupied the highest position, never once shaken.
Whenever he thought of the heaven-shaking might She had displayed while still existing beyond the heavens, Tianyu's heart began to beat irregularly.
"She has returned, finally returned to this river of stars. She..."
Tianyu's wary unease stemmed from the fact that he had never expected Pang Lin to dare answer Her at the first opportunity.
After all these years, his ruler realm had grown ever more stable, and his understanding of the mysteries of space had already reached its limit.
In the history of the Void Clan—even in the history of this divine path of space—he believed himself unmatched beneath heaven, with no one fit to stand beside him.
Yet Pang Lin, reborn through nirvana, had not reached the ruler realm and had yet to truly cross that threshold.
How could such a Pang Lin dare respond so calmly after he descended in his true form?
Why was he so flustered?
When Tianyu probed deep into his heart, he suddenly realized that though so many years had passed and he was far stronger than before, he still harbored apprehension toward that Black Phoenix.
"Creak! Creak!"
Within the Shattered Void under Tianyu's control, the boundaries of piece after piece of empty