In the deep void, as vast as the nearby Cultivation Star, sat the Universe Daoist, meditating amidst the starry sky.
He was clad in a deep black-violet robe that mirrored the colors of the starry sky, adorned with various mysterious patterns. Wrapped around his waist was a cold, gleaming scale belt. The muscles beneath his robe bulged prominently, his features were rustic, exuding a rough yet resolute temperament.
At this moment, he turned his head towards Chen Dengming, his gaze brilliant as suns and stars. The will in his eyes exerted such a tremendous pressure that even the current Chen Dengming felt overwhelmed, especially by the circular mark on his forehead between his brows. It seemed to be filled with a mysterious power that set one's heart trembling.
