Within the storm-torn spacetime, Sky City floated, and the ancient Raging Giant, born a thousand feet tall, with innate talents stronger than the beasts of the Sea Country and the abilities of mortal physique cultivators, even devouring all laws to strengthen itself, drew ever closer.
"Sizzle!"
That still inexplicable sword light reappeared.
The vision before Saint Xin was instantly shredded, blood streaming from both eyes, as the Prophet's Eye was completely shattered, turning into the Eyes of the Unknown.
He did not know how long he pondered, and when he looked up again.
All powers gathered in his left eye, transforming into a holy divine light.
But in his right eye, devilish energy grew, power still weak, yet beginning to devour all fear and confusion, rapidly growing.
"Destiny, divided among the myriad worlds."
"My divine power has evolved to the limit, the remaining path, I must walk alone."
Saint Xin, feeling something, raised his head to gaze at the sky.
