The universe was silent and desolate, its boundless darkness an eternal backdrop. No Heavenly Eye or Divine Pupils, however powerful, could glimpse its boundaries.
To the vast majority of people, the universe was infinite, because they would never live to traverse every stretch of the Starry Sky, just as a butterfly could never cross the sea.
Ancient stars, Saints, civilizations, races, and all else were but fleeting flashes within this vast universe. Even burning themselves out, they could only streak across the heavens for an instant, unable to light the Starry Sky or dispel its icy chill.
Radiant streams of light stretched endlessly onward, hanging like ribbons along both sides of an invisible "road," guiding travelers on their way.
Specks of light glittered in the distance, blinking like countless eyes. They looked tiny, like marbles or grains of rice, but upon approaching them, one would discover that each point of light was a star without life.
Qin Sheng and the other two sped along the Starry Sky Ancient Road, propelled forward by a tremendous force at a speed beyond imagination—one billion li,
ten billion li passed in the blink of an eye.
Countless stars were left behind, and entire star systems drifted away, yet the scenery around them barely changed, as though they had been circling in place all along.
The universe remained unchanged, and the Starry Sky eternal.
"We—" Ye Fan began, but suddenly stopped and sharply turned to look behind him.
A dazzling golden light shot toward them from the Star Gate that had long since vanished from sight, aimed directly at the three of them. It was even faster than their transmission through the Starry Sky Ancient Road.
"What is that? Why is it chasing us?" Ye Fan was greatly startled. Something was actually pursuing them through