Chapter 1176 – Light, Falling on Your Face (1/2)

Chapter 1176 – Light, Falling on Your Face

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

A point of light appeared in the abyss of the sea of stars.

It was an extremely faint light, probably originating from a place that was extremely far away.

Chen Changsheng naturally recalled those countless stars he saw on the night he fixed his Fated Star, reminiscent of the myriad twinkling lights of a city.

Across from this sea of stars was another sea of stars, and this point of light seemed to be in this other sea of stars.

This point of light was gradually brightening, meaning that the source of this light was approaching the observer.

The gradual brightening of this light meant that it was getting closer.

There was another possibility.

This was a beam of light being thrust at his eyes.

Chen Changsheng felt an incredible danger, because the point of light was brightening too quickly.

His sleeves began to flutter while countless images manifested before his eyes.

He sensed that his own little red fruit, his Fated Star floating outside the sea of stars, had suddenly begun to move.

That beam of light had still not reached this sea of stars, but its effects could already be felt.

Many people began to sense that their Fated Stars were being affected, were beginning to move, and the Demon Hall was filled with cries of shock.

”The constellations are changing!”

The demon scholars yelled as they looked up at the countless stars in the night sky, acting like they had seen the end of the world.

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Had the Sacred Light Continent begun its invasion?

The faint killing intent coming from the night sky made everyone incredibly nervous.

Only Black Robe calmly gazed at the night, a faint smile on her pale green face.

Ten years ago in the snowy mountains, Chen Changsheng had seen a similar sight, but he still could not remain calm, as tonight, this pillar of light was aimed at him.

There was a light drone, like the ringing of Sangharama Temple's bell. The dark clouds over Xuelao City frothed and scattered.

A beam of light fell on Chen Changsheng.

This light had pierced through the vast sea of stars, but when it landed, it had a circumference of only a few feet. One could imagine just how pure it was.

Only God could do something like this.

This pillar of light was suffused with the aura of destruction. It was silent and clear, a herald of the end-times.

But unlike the old Demon Lord, Chen Changsheng was not destroyed. He stood in the pillar of light, his body unharmed.

He soon understood why.

This light needed him alive.

Stimulated by the pillar of light, the Sacred Light in his body blazed even more fiercely. The endless light and heat it exuded formed a small mountain of flames that climbed to the night sky.

The flames climbed higher and higher, surpassing the Demon Hall and soaring into the skies of Xuelao City.

The pillar of light grew even brighter, and golden liquid began to gush out from where it met the flames.

This golden liquid did not fall to the ground, but painted the night sky.

That part of the night sky gradually became as smooth as a mirror, gradually expanding until it occupied all the sky over the Demon Palace.

The pillar of light and the Sacred Light in Chen Changsheng's body were the bridge connecting the two continents, but what of the mirror? Was it a manifestation of that spatial crystal wall?

The powerful pressure from the other world caused space to deform and vortices to appear in the sky.

The distant Moon seemed rather flat in this distorted space.

Xuelao City was filled with wailing as the people ran out of the city. It was even more chaotic than when the human armies broke into the city.

Many deep cracks appeared on the ground and the Demon Hall collapsed. One could see stones floating in mid-air, granting the scene an exceptionally mystical flavor.

The mirror of light began to bulge outward, and as it probed out further, the outline within grew clearer and clearer. It was a face.

The surface of the mirror grew increasingly taut, increasingly bright, until finally, it became transparent. That face finally appeared.

This face was also devoid of emotion. It had an aquiline nose and extremely deep eyes. It could be described as perfect.