Gloomy Sky Hidden God

The first star that passed away extinguished two thousand years ago.
Four hundred years later, the mysterious Calamity of Heavenly Fall destroyed the civilization of the previous era, returning thriving cultures to ignorance.
Since then, stars gradually vanished, the Firmament grew dark and dim, and a new civilization rose from the starless wilderness, flourishing once more.
Yet, what accompanied this were war, death, destruction, and hatred.
The flames once aimed at the Firmament were used to slaughter the people of enemy nations, and the raining clouds once engineered to alter deserts were turned into floods that engulfed the land.
Humans once again began to kill each other for wealth and power... but no one looked up at the sky.
They lost the Guidance of the stars Above the Sky, forgetting the awe of gazing upon the Milky Way.
They were all prisoners.
One thousand six hundred years after the Calamity of Heavenly Fall, a young child awakened memories of his past life.
He wanted to break the Cage, to throw off the shackles.
He wanted to become a star.
To return to Above the Sky.
"I don't care about how the people of this world live, whether they're well-fed or not, whether they can dress warmly or live comfortably, whether they have dreams or hopes. I don't care about their loves and hates."
"I just want to go Above the Sky."
——Ian.

Above The Sky

And Anfa's expression changed slightly, subconsciously taking half a step back. She sensed her soul trembling slightly; that unknown aura was clearly aimed at her, forged against the Dragon Soul. Although it couldn't truly kill her with the Dragon Soul, if Simoke were to succeed in his strike, she would surely lose half her life.


Even Ian might not be able to fend off that attack...


But just at this moment, when Simoke was about to activate that unknown spirit energy artifact from his pocket, a cold and stern female voice rang out.


Buzz—A golden flash appeared instantly in front of everyone, standing between Ian's group and Jegarna's group.


It was a Torch Guard holding a golden candle, fully ignited with golden flame. The lantern in her hand was burning fiercely. Under the illumination of the golden flame, all surrounding origin quality and spirit energy fluctuations were rapidly dissipating, calming, and returning to their original state.


Chapter 159 As Long As You Don’t Die, Go All Out (6000)_3