The vast starry sky.
The astral winds rage, chaos permeates.
The once smooth and level void now resembles a shattered mirror, covered in fine cracks like a spider's web.
As for all the living beings in this star domain, they were turned to dust by the shockwaves of the battle between the two Daluo strong persons long ago.
"Replace the Heavenly Dao with one's own Dao, transform all beings with one's own body."
"You plan to use this method to make the Will of the Heavens hesitate, quite a clever idea."
Lu Yuan stood holding his saber, confronting the Celestial God Ancestor across the void.
"Survival of the fittest, it has always been this way, the weak have always relied on the strong to survive."
"If I die, then no one else needs to live either."
The Celestial God Ancestor spoke with the cold ruthlessness of someone in power.
"Yes, the law of the jungle, survival of the fittest, this is an eternal truth."
