The starry sky is vast and boundless.
Gu Qingfeng stood with his hands behind his back in the void, his gaze calmly fixed on that colossal Ancient Star in the distance.
It was a dead star.
With Gu Qingfeng's vision, he could easily discern the former glory of this star—its massive size was hundreds of times larger than ordinary life stars.
On the surface of the star, traces of past mountains and rivers were faintly visible, with towering mountain ranges, spacious plains, and deep canyons.
Among those mountains and valleys were scattered ruins of palaces, though collapsed and dilapidated, still revealing the grandeur of the past.
This was a star that had once nurtured civilization.
And not an ordinary civilization.
It was a top civilization capable of giving birth to Supreme beings, ruling realms.
Yet now, this star was completely dead.
No life force, not even the most basic breath of life could be felt.
