If it weren't for being pushed into a corner, who would willingly abandon the Great Dao they had long believed in? If it weren't for being driven by rage, who would want to let go of their long-held persistence and give up their expectations for the future?
The Dao of the Stars.
Wu Wang, filled with longing, had been convinced of his own Dao's superiority over that of the Star God ever since their confrontation.
But now, even now…
In this world, what perfection is there?
Wu Wang, wielding his spear, leaped into the sky, his figure closely pursuing the Gold God ahead. His spear unleashed torrents of Fire Dragons which, under the protection of the Stars, charged towards the Gold God, only to be continuously shattered by her weapons.
That one strike just now had greatly drained the Gold God. She was nearing the end of her strength, while Wu Wang felt surging Divine Power welling up inside him.
