Qiu Yan was not surprised. With a thought, his shattered palm condensed anew, but instead of reaching for that bolt of lightning again, he raised a hand and pointed. The lightning immediately sank, shooting straight toward East Flower Continent.
Having done this, Qiu Yan shifted his gaze to the badly damaged star.
"Today's battle inflicted no small amount of damage upon this star, but it was not without gains. At the very least, I now roughly understand the extent of conflicts at the level of Military Contest and have accumulated practical combat experience."
With that thought, his Divine Spirit Body turned into starlight and returned to the star.
Across the star's surface lay enormous cracks and chasms. Nearly every one was bottomless to the eye, black and profound, as though it led to another world.
In truth, that was exactly the case. Deep within the star was where spaces interchanged. If one could venture deep inside and cross the place where the barrier between yin and yang was strongest, one could leap over the Yin-Yang Road in a single bound and reach the Netherworld.
However, if one truly reached the Netherworld in flesh and blood and endured the gusts of yin wind, the outcome would inevitably be miserable.
Looking over the fissures, Qiu Yan knew that repairing them would not actually be difficult. As long as he was willing to expend Divine Power, it could be done in the blink of an eye. When he had first condensed this star, it had been formed from the union of Divine Power and People's Wishes. Yet at that time, he had advanced by drawing upon the natural power of heaven and earth, so what he expended had not been his own strength, but power originating from the starry cosmos. To repair it