The mountains were utterly silent, save for the whisper of a gentle breeze through the leaves. Zhao Rui gently tapped his fingertips on the stone table, his expression as impassive as ever.
The old man's words replayed in his mind: the aura of the ancient Divine Court's Emperor, the shattering of the All Heavens Star Realm, the truth buried by turbulent spacetime...
Visions intertwined within his Divine Soul. He could clearly sense that deep within his bloodline, a dormant power showed faint signs of awakening whenever he touched upon the secrets of the Divine Court.
This return was merely for a brief respite.
His trip to the Evil Divine Domain was originally just to repel an external invasion. But by a twist of fate, he had ended up learning secrets about this starry sky's ancient Divine Court.
Though he hadn't learned the full truth of the Divine Court's destruction, he had managed to uncover some crucial information.
