Atop the sky, in the depths of the darkness.
A beam of light descended and slammed into the sacrificial altar, ripping a large fissure into the chaotic metal alloy structure before viciously penetrating into it.
Amid this light was none other than the Heaven Crushing Sword, the sword in which the Purple Star Civilization had placed their boundless hopes.
The Heaven Crushing Sword was still as pitch-black as always, with its razor-sharp edge radiating with a dangerous glint. It looked perfect and faultless as if it were the most flawless piece of art.
However, the Purple Star Emperor knew that the countless worlds that had been attached to the Heaven Crushing Sword had already been swallowed by the darkness. The powers of the Purple Star Realm and universe were absent from the blade of the sword as well. At this moment, it was nothing more than a good-looking piece of art…
