Ye Xuan, having gained the upper hand, showed a fierce and chilling smile.
"Picking Stars!"
As if the Heavenly River hung upside down, as if all things turned to dust, Ye Xuan's dominating and absolute voice echoed, and with it, a truly terrifying event unfolded.
His palm reached for the sky, picking stars and holding moons; Ye Xuan's body illuminated with a light that seemed to penetrate heaven and earth. His reaching hand stirred the Taixiao Starry Sky, and the boundless star river and all the stars trembled violently.
Boom!
Throughout the ages, stars spanned the sky. Although a single star was merely a million miles in size, spinning in its predetermined trajectory in the starry sky, under Ye Xuan's beckoning hand it deviated from its path and, with a thunderous roar, hurtled toward him.
"Sea Covering!"
Whoosh!
