The world-weary Empress did not answer the black figure's words.
She had paid dearly for this cosmic trial, yet in the end, it had still been like drawing water with a bamboo basket—nothing but emptiness.
And she had dragged the fate of the entire Daughter Star down with her.
She could not help but laugh bitterly.
"For a trial like this, who could possibly pass it?"
The vast Daughter Star had already been reduced to a tiny patch of land.
Countless had died or been wounded, and the corpses covering the mountains and plains were too horrible to look upon.
As for Daughter Star returning to its former glory, who knew whether that would take until the year of the monkey or the month of the horse.
At this moment, the black figure directly rose into the air.
He was like a fish leaping over the Dragon Gate, finally gaining true freedom.
He kept shouting and laughing wildly.
At last, he seemed to notice Xu Zimo and the others as well.
He stepped onto the void of the universe and flew toward Xu Zimo's group.
"Fellow Daoists over there, where do you come from?"
The black figure looked toward Xu Zimo and called out.
He could sense that Xu Zimo was the strongest among them.
That sort of aura could only have come from a large world.
The black figure knew nothing of the Third Star System now.
He had come from the Ninth Star System.
Although he had once visited many star systems, this was his first time in the Third Star System.
"From the far east," Xu Zimo replied.
He was also quite curious about this black figure.
The other party's power, as well as his cultivation system, seemed to be something Xu Zimo had never seen before.