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The bizarre mist had dispersed at a speed beyond comprehension. Even the Mountain of Origin, the incarnation of the supreme will of the bizarre mist, rapidly shrank.
Its consciousness was fading away, collapsing like the Spear of Creation. Pang Jian could feel its growing frailty, even as his radiant starry region relentlessly expanded.
Pang Jian's will stretched to the furthest reaches of what had been the domain of the bizarre mist, beholding the collapse of every boundary wall and barrier surrounding the myriad abysses.
The dissipating bizarre mist meant its domain was merging seamlessly with the starry skies above. There was no longer any clear division between the bizarre mist and the starry skies.
"Pang Jian, you cannot falter. Continue," urged the supreme will of the bizarre mist.
Meanwhile, in the shrunken world within the spear, waves of violent emotion surged through what remained of the Sea of Creation. "You—you would truly cast aside everything? You—!"
The argent light was slowly snuffed out, its imprints unraveling into a rain of fading light. Though bitter reluctance filled its core, it could do nothing to resist.
A strange clarity rose in Pang Jian's heart as he devoured the supreme will of the starry skies.
It was as though he was wandering through the corridors of bygone time, witnessing how the supreme will of the starry skies had once fashioned life alongside the Dao Sources...
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