At the Cosmic Frontier, the rivers of stars had dried up, chaos churned, space and time lay in disorder, and all life had vanished. Since ancient times, only a few skeletons of unknown ages remained, as though telling some tale.
Since ancient times, this star domain had been synonymous with desolation and solitude. Throughout all of ancient history, only the few supreme god wars in the universe had ever brought this place any extra attention.
In ordinary times, no powerful being cared about such a desolate frontier, nor would they spare it so much as a glance.
But today, this realm, depleted since antiquity, seemed different from before. Some special change had occurred.
Within the depleted star domain at the Cosmic Frontier, a dying star was now shrouded in vast white mist, almost hidden from sight.
Above that white mist, immense power of the stars was being drawn down into it, seemingly devoured in its entirety by some unknown place on the star.
At this moment, had a Quasi-Emperor looked over, they would have seen a place looming within the white mist: a mine entrance that looked rather ancient. All the power of the stars filling the sky was being drawn into that mine.
The mine was unfathomably deep, with silvery-white ore exposed above the ground inside. An intense aura of life gathered upon the ore, wisps escaping from time to time before eventually becoming part of the white mist.
Had this aura of life not turned into white mist, but instead poured out all at once and truly scattered throughout the universe, it would likely have shaken the Myriad Heavens. After all, the essence of that divine life energy was far too lofty, and its quantity far too great.
Such quality and quantity had already reached a level that