Thousands of feet in the air, the winds howled fiercely.
From the earth below came faint tremors and thunderous roars, whispers of death and Destruction, distant yet near. Yet the life-and-death struggle in the high heavens seemed close enough to touch.
Looking up, the sky was dark and foreboding, as if divine beings reigned above, but those gods were in a battle of their own.
Looking down, the world was a vast, white expanse, making everything seem as tiny as ants, though even those ants roared and wailed in their ceaseless struggles.
Above and below, the troubled world was filled with conflict.
Like a chessboard.
But what Invisible Hand was manipulating all this?
Who was above even the higher heavens?
Could this also be what they call Heavenly Destiny?
Ji Jue looked up at the shattered Boundary Membrane before Jian Yuan and the colossal roaring engine behind it, his heart in turmoil.
Suddenly, Jian Yuan turned his head, green eyes rising in Flame Light, and scrutinized:
