A martial artist whose strength reached the heavens crossed the Moon and the Sun, witnessing these scenes.
But what he saw was fake. The Phoenix, the Golden Crow, and the Jade Toad were all fake.
As for the one chopping down the Moon Laurel, he too was fake. All of these things were merely statues.
Then, just as the martial artist was preparing to leave, the two celestial bodies sank strangely—not into some other place, but into the boundless starry sky.
Endless darkness shrouded the Sun and Moon as the starry sky devoured the stars.
Within the two celestial bodies, vast star formations erupted, spreading across the Sun and Moon.
Boundless starlight poured forth, yet it could not stop the Sun and Moon from falling.
Three palaces appeared within the Sun and Moon: one of the Moon, one of the Sun, and one composed purely of blood energy.
The palace of blood energy appeared between the Sun and Moon, balancing their power and resisting the devouring force from the starry sky.
Yet even the three palaces, together with the starlight filling the heavens, all failed.
As they resisted, the three palaces were damaged, and the statue chopping down the Moon Laurel also collapsed.
The martial artist whose strength reached the heavens was likewise enveloped by that force. Unable to escape, he could only join the three palaces in resisting its devouring power.
But even he, together with the three palaces, could not withstand it. At the final moment, he could only find a stone stele and carve this information onto it.
He sealed all of his memories within a pearl.
And that pearl was formed from the three rays of light that fled when the Sun and Moon sank and the three palaces fell into ruin.
Afterward, the martial artist