"Hmm?"
In a brilliant garden deep in the starry sky, a handsome man of almost demonic beauty slightly furrowed his brow. Around him, countless heavenly cycles shifted, faintly tugging at the three suns above.
These three suns seemed to have existed since time immemorial. Within them gathered countless threads of Karma, interconnected with one another. The middle sun brimmed with notions of protection, universal love, balance, dissolution, and more. Ever-changing and unpredictable, it drew in the many thoughts of the people from the starry sky and divided them toward the two sides.
The suns on either side each went to an extreme. One was filled with the power of creation and birth, while the other emanated the intent of destruction and annihilation.
Vaguely, one could see a great, indescribable will linking the three suns together. Though the three appeared separate, they were in truth one.
The middle sun had further divided into eight Karmic Threads, one of which was connected to that handsome, demonic man.
The man wore golden ornaments and held a flute in his hand. Nebulae shifted within his eyes, as though they possessed the power to turn the stars and move the constellations. At this moment, those eyes had already seen through a corner of the starry universe, revealing an expression that was both sorrowful and joyful.
"The Holy Church's guardian of East Flower Continent has actually encountered such a thing, and even become entangled in Karma with a Heaven Lord. In that case, this body of mine at the Supreme Realm must ultimately walk the mortal world once more and settle this Karma."
No light, no matter its radiance, could escape this man's pull at this moment. The starry sky itself seemed to be drawn into him, inch by inch converging upon the place where his