The entire Star Domain behind Hope Venerate seemed to be trembling, the grieving cries of billions of creatures echoing in the void, those souls deceived by 'hope' mourning.
The 'hope' he wielded was nurtured within darkness, the faint light deceitfully grasped by life on the brink of death, amidst despair; the brighter that light was, the deeper the despair behind it.
The Blood Blade trembled lightly, Hope Venerate's figure flickered in the starry sky, as if merging with the weeping Star Domain.
His existence itself was the cruelest interpretation of 'hope'—merely a lie that embellishes despair as redemption.
"You cannot defy your fate!" Hope Venerate's eyes were indifferent as he declared, "The Great Sun Venerable will surely awaken from within you, and it's what I wish to see."
Boom!
It was Lin Rui who drew his Supreme Heavenly Saber, blocking the crimson blade light of Hope Venerate at that critical moment.
