The starry sky is boundless.
Stepping out, it becomes an endless void.
The same black night curtain, the stars are no longer winking like tiny fireflies, but are overwhelmingly large, filling the eyes not with dazzling light, but with ugly pits.
These are trivial words, because Xie Tian didn't see them.
This void, where even Supremes dare not tread lightly, exists for him only because of Evil Moon.
The divine tribulation pulling him into the void was not a good thing.
The silk thread divine tribulation entered his body, turning into two very intimate humanoid cages, completely separating his unified three selves.
The effect of the divine tribulation seems unalarming, but in reality, it is extremely terrifying.
If the three selves cannot unify, he will not be a Xian of the Land, living three thousand years, then transforming into Dao.
