After killing Saintess Kallen Kaslana, I became invincible in the world. Yet the ultimate emptiness was more terrifying than any formidable foe.
That was, until a star-rail train called the “Trailblaze” crashed into my mountain sect, bringing with it a cruel truth: the Myriad Worlds were nothing but an arena set up by the Aeons. The losers, along with their worlds, would be erased.
And on my kill list were countless versions of myself, waiting to be slain.
Then the saintess’s dying prophecy suddenly rang in my ears. The truth was, she had been there all along, waiting for me beyond the sea of stars, ready to strike the final blow.
Would that blow sever my fate, or cut down my very self?
No one? 😏