"The original Trial is meaningless to you. I have another Trial here. Would you like to try it?" The Elven King looked at Zhou Heng with burning eyes, as though gazing at a flawless piece of uncut jade. "As long as you can pass this test of mine, I can give you the power of the 'Wind God's Throne' I left behind, that throne belonging exclusively to the 'Wind God.' My remaining power can also raise your 'Wind God's Throne' by one star, but I need to see your strength."
Seeing the "Elven King" suddenly turn solemn, Zhou Heng did not rush to respond. He wanted to hear the reason behind it.
Seeing Zhou Heng remain silent and merely stare intently at him, how could the "Elven King" not understand what was on his mind? Recalling his past, he slowly began to speak. "In truth, the fall of the Vast Star Nation was more terrifying and darker than anyone thinks. The Star Lord was eroded by the Virus Source Species, and it wasn't passive erosion. He embraced it willingly. I don't know much either. What I do know is that everything changed that day, the day the phantom of the 'Boundless Court' descended upon the 'Vast Star Nation.' After that, the 'Hall of Truth' and the 'Soaring Rooftop' were put on the agenda. Then the 'Vast Star Nation' was destroyed."
"In truth, I should have had a place among the Heroes of the Vast Star Nation, but some lecherous bastard stole it from me. Back then, not a moment passed when I didn't want to kill him and prove to him with cold, hard facts that I was the more suitable 'Hero.' But later, when death drew near, I finally understood that staying alive was what mattered most.