After coughing up several mouthfuls of foul blood.
Huang Nine Heavens showed not the slightest dejection at his defeat.
Instead, he seemed finally able to lay down the burden in his heart.
A heartfelt smile of relief and joy appeared on his face.
He lay on his back on the ground.
He raised his right hand, spreading all five fingers wide.
As though he wanted to gather all the darkness filling his vision into his palm.
"Su Changge, if it's you..."
"I believe you'll surely change that predetermined future..."
As he murmured to himself.
Huang Nine Heavens slowly began recounting the story of his life.
The era into which he had been born was not a good one.
The All Heavens Great Melee had only just ended.
The Great Dao lay shattered, and the laws languished.
Cultivators living in that era had struggled far more at every step than those in the End of Dharma Era Su Changge had experienced.
Many cultivators, in order to advance even a little further in that era.
Would even stake their lives in fierce battles over a few ordinary cultivation resources.
The living beings of that era could not be blamed for their madness.
One could only blame how cruelly difficult the world was.
The All Heavens Great Melee, led by the Twelve Great Order Factions, had engulfed countless worlds.
The environment of heaven and earth had changed drastically. Spiritual energy, laws, the Dao Rhythm of heaven and earth, and cultivation treasures had almost all suffered devastating blows, leaving scarcely a trace to be found.
Even ordinary cultivation resources had been incomparably precious.
After all, anyone who wanted to grow stronger in that era.
Had to stake everything.
They had to use every means to fight, to gamble with their lives.
Otherwise, they would