Void Realm
He possesses the power to bring about the end of the world, yet his heart longs only to create. She once declared her sole desire was to restore her homeland’s glory, willing to defy fate itself. She
Above the velvet sky, a gently flowing river of stars stretches across the heavens. This is the legendary Star Ruins, formed after the destruction of the Xuanhuang Void, famed throughout the universe. Zhuo Hua leaned against the wall of the Desolation Cauldron, his fists clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned pale. He still could not accept the truth: “Was the illustrious Xuanhuang clan, once dominant throughout the void, truly wiped out in the end?” At this thought, he slammed his fist heavily against the wall.
Beside him, the Xuanhuang Mirror flickered with dim, shifting images, its faint light falling upon Lanling’s sleeping face, making her look especially serene. He recalled the moment when he and Lanling were about to unleash the forbidden art, determined to perish with their enemies, only to be forcibly dragged from the battlefield by guards of the Elders’ Hall and taken to the Sacrificial Altar. The Grand Elder told them only one thing: “Survive, and the Xuanhuang will have hope.”
The seven elders each placed their clan’s sacred relics into the designated slots of the Desolation Cauldron in order, then activated the warp array together. The river encircling the altar began to boil, and radiant light enveloped the cauldron as its lid slowly rose. The Grand Elder flung his eyes open in fury and shouted at Zhuo Hua and Lanling: “Get inside the Desolation Cauldron!”
Lanling cast aside all lingering reluctance, grabbed Zhuo Hua, and entered the cauldron without looking back. In the center hovered two treasures of the Xuanhuang clan: the Starry