Jian Wushuang entered the Starry Sky.
"How many people must have died?" Jian Wushuang took a deep breath. Even he couldn't begin to imagine.
One space-time dimension contained countless universes. A single continent was equivalent to countless space-times. But in an instant, everything was shattered.
One could only imagine the immense responsibility Ghost Eye Senior Brother had shouldered.
"Back then, he was just like you—full of ambition. He once encountered great fortune and never regarded the Realm God Continent as important, nor did he see the Starry Sky as the end. In the end, he made a terrible mistake, and the Divine Eye Clan was dragged down with him. But... they are all my children..."
At this point, the voice of the enormous Star Spirit trembled slightly.
Jian Wushuang was astonished and asked, "Your children?"