Even if you are unmatched in elegance, looking down from the firmament.
Even if you are the Sovereign of the Monster Race, commanding the world.
You cannot resist the eventual lonely demise in this darkness.
No light, no concept of time, only darkness remains.
Xu Zimei sighed.
The Light Principle surged in his hand, a principle that could originally illuminate the skies outside.
Now it was dim and fading.
Even illuminating a patch of darkness was extremely difficult.
Xu Zimei continued to walk forward.
There was nothing in this darkness, all he could do was keep moving forward.
Walking through the darkness.
Xu Zimei saw two people.
These two figures exuded powerful forces, standing opposite, hands confronting each other.
Both felt exceptionally powerful.
One wore white clothes, though it was unclear what they were made of.
Unbelievably, they remained pristine after countless years.
