Watching Rong struggle as he remained pinned in place, shaking off the sealing patterns, the deputy captain clenched his fists.
"Although I don't know whether you can hear me now, I don't regret teaching you the Star-Collapse Technique."
The deputy captain recalled a mission the captain had invited him on after he had broken through to become a Void True God. Only the two of them had gone.
Those ruins had been somewhat dangerous. Anyone below Void True God could have been of almost no use.
That was where they had obtained the Star-Collapse Technique.
"I taught it to you. Now it's my turn."
The deputy captain turned and looked into the distance. His teammates had long since disappeared.
He raised his head toward the sky.
The sky was overcast, and no stars could be seen.
Legend had it that among the countless stars in the sky, every being at the True God Level and above had a star of their own. Every moment, new stars formed and others fell, corresponding to the births and deaths of living beings on the Origin Continent.
Back in the tribe, he had not known whether this legend was true. After arriving in the city, he had not made any particular effort to ask.
Legend also had it that becoming a True God through the path of laws required sensing the stars. If one could fully comprehend both the laws of time and space before becoming a True God through bloodline cultivation, one could sense one's own star.
But the Star-Collapse Technique had convinced him that this legend was true.
"Which star is mine?" The deputy captain gazed in a certain direction, but clouds and mist obscured it, leaving him unable to see clearly.
His aura began to rise, and the divine power within