In the boundless and desolate starry sky.
After Li Boyang shattered the Taixu Star with the Eight-direction Sword, he did not leave immediately.
"Come out, Emperor Ziwei!"
"Or do you want me to force you out in another way?"
As he spoke, the eight swords around Li Boyang flew simultaneously, faintly showing signs of penetrating the River of Time.
In this situation, the Emperor Ziwei, hiding behind the Taixu Star Monarch, couldn't hold back any longer and began to interfere with this starry sky across distant time and space.
"Eastern Monarch, I've always had no grudge against you, why do you want to be my enemy?"
A low voice echoed in the starry sky, and Emperor Ziwei's projection faintly appeared in front of Li Boyang.
It was a projection descending from a distant future, carrying no power of its own.
"You used the power of Taixu Star Monarch to forcibly pull me into this starry sky..."
"And now you question why I'm your enemy?"
