Five-colored Soil and the Nine Glass Realm
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The Asura Star corresponded to the power of the Nether River. If it was the previous power of the Nether River, even Chang Mang wouldn't have been afraid of it. It wasn't worth it for Elder Tianji to commit suicide.
The Great Dao of Fate could change billions of times. One could pry into the secrets of the heavens from the laws of the star changes in the universe. It could be used to compete with fate. However, the person transcended it.
A divination top-notch martial artist like Elder Tianji couldn't make such a big mistake. It was very likely that the power had exceeded his expectations and led to his death.
Xiao Hai sat there for three months.
During these three months, the human race's Big Dipper had dimmed.
The Purple Star Sword had absorbed much of the human race's star power. However, Elder Tianji's attack did not affect the Asura Star. Instead, it became even brighter.
"Could it be?"
Xiao Hai stood up abruptly.