Passing through countless spaces, a pair of eyes—eternal, shining like the stars—fixed on him.
Su Changxing knew that was a Divine Spirit, a real Divine Spirit, existing in some unknown time and space, gazing at him across the distant void. Its vast, majestic Power was plainly visible, like an invisible giant hand pressing hard against his forehead, forcing his head down.
Even so, there was no fear. He widened his eyes and stared straight back, locking onto the other, with the greatest courage a mortal can muster!
"Even if you're a God, so what!"
He linked all the Faith of this world and gathered it at this point, concentrating more than half of the Faith from his Pocket Galaxy, forging a Longsword of ten-thousand-zhang radiance in this Darkness.
