The cold starry sky, the boundless universe seems endless.
Apart from darkness, this fragment of the starry sky in the Desolate Domain seemingly never had light.
Zhou Yan stood quietly on the Flame Throne; suddenly, his heart sank sharply as a cold, chilling, eerie aura swiftly swept through him.
Almost instantly, Zhou Yan unleashed endless Xingyi Domain rules, enveloping the Flame Throne in one move, simultaneously activating the spatial powers of the throne to dodge with unimaginable speed.
This was a spur-of-the-moment thought, born in an instant, yet it left Zhou Yan feeling cold all over.
Because where the Flame Throne was, a patch of dark red, dazzling ruby-like skull hollow appeared.
The eyes of the skull emitted a ghostly cold and dark green sparkle.
Where this skull appeared, that piece of heaven and earth had already become ruins.
The originally ruined Star River was submerged again by ruins.
What seemed like a calm change was, in fact, a brutal destruction method.
