Around Ji Kun, vast star vortices coiled and revolved, like wandering dragons roaming the four seas.
Endless azure starlight swept across the sky above his head, dazzling and blazing beyond words. This art was called... Spirit Severing!
Futian raised his head and gazed upward, his eyes filled with reflected starlight.
For a moment, he actually fell into a slight daze.
What a familiar scene...
This was a forbidden art of the void. He remembered that Qingfu, his junior sister, had created it. That night, starlight surged back into the Nine Heavens, and boundless stars illuminated the Taiyi Great World for all billions of living beings to witness.
That night had been beautiful beyond measure, like the ultimate perfection and ultimate brilliance of the Immortal Dao.
He remembered that Qingfu, his junior sister, had vanished after that night.
She had become a heavenly stele, forever shining over the vast night sky of the Taiyi Great World.
As for the rest, he could no longer remember.
A faint, nearly imperceptible peaceful smile appeared on Futian's profound face. It had been a very, very long time since he had last seen the night sky of the Taiyi Great World.
He had been abandoned by Heaven, and so he could never see it again.
Yet today's sight had inadvertently fulfilled one small, unreachable wish of his.
Futian lowered his gaze, looking at Ji Kun with ancient and distant eyes. "You youngsters of the myriad races, who define yourselves by race, seem destined never to understand the grace of one who imparts the Dao."
"Whether it is your Human Race, the Primordial Immortal Clan, or the billions of races within the Three Thousand Great Worlds, none of you... are worthy of appearing before me."
"You wish to kill me. Do you think you are worthy?"