Beneath the starry sky.
Qin Yang stood on the ground, gazing up at the stars in the night sky. A sense of curiosity began to well up inside him.
"What is beyond the black holes?"
It was a question their predecessors had never been able to answer.
Could the answer be revealed today?
"Qin Yang, you must know this, right?
A thousand years ago, this world had no Power of Stars. Our Human Race ancestors were just ordinary people, their frail bodies no different from those of wild beasts."
Meng Tianxuan continued their earlier conversation, his hands clasped behind his back as he spoke slowly:
"But at some point, unrecorded in any history, nine black holes appeared in the sky! The vast Power of Stars leaked out from within them, blessing the very foundation of all living things. Gradually, the first Star Martial Artists came into being."
