Don't Understand?

In the boundless void, a shattered starry river stretched across the expanse, more than a million light-years wide, like a massive scar left behind after repeatedly healing and tearing open.

This had once been the Number 269 front line. Now, it was the central dividing line of the "Radiant Seat."

Streams of flowing light rose from the rear [Formless Barrier], tearing through the Starry Sky, crossing the shattered starry river, and speeding toward the Netherworld Territory after the great war... No, it should have been called the newborn territory of the "Radiant Seat."

Tang Yetian, Song Mo, and Qiu Lan, the three Supervisor Guards, flew at the very front. The instant they crossed the dividing line, all three widened their eyes, their breathing nearly stopping.

As far as the eye could see—

The blood-red hue that had pervaded this place for hundreds of millions of years had long since faded. The vast Star Domain looked as though an unfeeling giant foot had trampled it over and over, leaving not a single intact planet behind.

Cold starlight shone down from deep space, scattered across the endless dark backdrop. It illuminated floating shattered Star Remnants and boundless dust, as though silently recounting the devastating trampling that had swept through the starry river not long ago.

The bloody age that belonged to the Netherworld had completely drawn to a close here, leaving behind only newly reassigned land awaiting reshaping beneath the [Formless Barrier]!

Just as Tang Yetian and the others, along with the many Star Forger Envoys, stood stunned in shock—

The starlight filling the heavens suddenly twisted, converging upon a black robe, upon a... back!

With his back to all living beings, the shattered Starry Sky became his backdrop, as though he were the sole protagonist in the vast universe.

Time froze