The great sun blazed fiercely, the Bright Moon shone pure and clear. Golden sunlight and Cold White Moonlight intertwined, spilling across the Nine Heavens Star Dome corresponding to the Yuqing Domain.
Above layer upon layer of heavenly curtains, five figures looked up toward the High Heavens, gazing at the source of the light.
There, a young monk stood upon white jade steps, his face full of innocent curiosity as he looked around, taking in the scenery of the High Heavens.
Beside the monk, the Galaxy Giant's eyes were tightly shut. Billions upon billions of severed threads wound around its palm, stretching all the way into the deep space of the Alien Domain...
Billions upon billions of threads converged into one taut line. Everyone could not help holding their breath, as though the strings of their hearts had been pulled tight as well.
"An unprecedented act of defying the odds... dragging the Gods' Proxies from their thrones... making a name throughout the Great Thousand Universes..."
A muttering voice suddenly rang out, instantly shattering the tense atmosphere.
Instant Prison, Lu Tie, and Yun Shang turned to look, only to see Xiang Hao's eyes shining terrifyingly bright. He Stared Fixedly at the Galaxy Giant, without the slightest trace of anxiety or worry—only envy that was practically overflowing, as if he wished he could...
Take its place?!
In an instant, all three of their faces darkened.
"Cough... cough cough!" Instant Prison dry-coughed twice, raised a hand, and pointed at the taut "Thread of Destiny," reminding him:
"At this moment, Li Qingshan is carrying the broken fate trajectories of billions upon billions of living beings upon himself, entering the game with his own body..."
"Yes, yes, yes! I would've forgotten if you hadn't said it!"
Xiang Hao spoke in delight. Under the astonished gazes of