After spending sixty years, plotting with the lives of all beings, stirring the tides of karma, and inciting this cataclysmic slaughter that swept across the True and Mortal Realms…
The ultimate goal Qi Yun sought was finally laid bare before his very eyes.
The [Fruit Position] that Desolate Halberd True Monarch had left behind was not hidden in some Secret Realm, nor was it attached to some wondrous artifact.
Instead, it had transformed into the [False Celestial Will]—the very thing that sat high in the ninth heaven, usurping authority, suppressing the True Celestial Will, and manipulating all cultivators!
A dramatic truth, tinged with a chilling irony.
The Fruit Position was right there, within arm's reach.
If only one could touch the cyan-gray halo hanging high in the Celestial Vault, an aura of authority that made all creation tremble.
But how could he claim it?
Just as Qi Yun's thoughts raced, countless plans flashing through his mind only to be instantly discarded,
